Zoey

I had once read a book saying death is peaceful because there are no worries and everything is perfect. I had never understood what Bella had meant until now (who would have guessed… Dracula and Twilight… I was practically begging for Nyx to mark me).

I felt like I was sleeping. I was completely relaxed floating on my own little cloud. Have you ever had a dream that you know your dreaming? Well that's what it was like for me. I could make anything happen… I was in control and yet, at the same time I felt under a spell like when I was with Kalona.

My heart told me that I needed to try to get back to my friends because they were waiting for me but my mind didn't want to leave this beautiful place. The only way I could describe it was heaven.

Then a face flashed in my memory. The last time I felt this relaxed I was sleeping in Starks arms.

"Huhhhh Stark" I said to myself then let out a big sigh. I missed him but not enough to leave this place. Everything was better here. No Kalona, no Neferet, and no drama. But the warm feeling I got when thinking of Stark made me want more.

I let my new dream skills go to work. I made my mind take me to a place that reminded me of the Drive In Movie Theater my mom use to take me.

I sat for hours watching every memory I had of him, letting the feeling fill me, complete me. From the time I first met him in the dining hall (mainly a cafeteria) to the last time I saw him.

I practically drowned in my sadness when I realized that the last time I saw him he was angrily walking away from me because I started trusting Kalona. Before I could help myself I was crying. No one would see me so I just cried and cried till eventually I finished hypervenalating. It was a stupid reason to cry but it had been building up inside of me for quite some time now.

How stupid could I have been? Trusting Kalona… HA! He was a jerk who would do anything to get what he wants. He never cared about me. He would hurt my loved ones without a second glance because all he wanted was the A-YA inside of me.

" He was probably lying to me in my last dream" I thought.

He lied to me before about my soul calling to him. One mistake… One mistake I made to trust him and poor Health had to suffer for it.

Heath… hmmm… that got me thinking. Something Darius said popped into my head. He had once told me that a warriors bond was like and imprint but stronger… When Heath was trapped in the tunnels I was able to communicate with him by thinking of his blood. Maybe if I thought about Stark the same thing would happen.

It was a long shot because I never had any of Starks blood but I needed to try. I needed him to know that I was ok and living in my own little magical world. I needed him to remember why we were there and that he and everyone else had to stop Kalona. But mainly, I needed him to know not to give up on me or forget about me because one day, one day soon I was going to come back to him and we would be together again like we should.

I let my mind fill with Stark. His eyes, his hair, his cocky smile that I loved so much filled my mind and blurred my vision they were so strong.

Then I felt something… a connection. It was just like what happened with me and Heath. I saw what Stark saw and felt what Stark felt. He was sitting in a dark room which I soon recognized as our room we were staying in. He was cradling me in his arms and tears were falling silently down his cheeks.

"STARK!" my heart sang.

"Zoey?!?!" Stark was all excited till he looked down at my cold still body then started crying again.

"Stark don't be such a baby" I thought.

"Zoey, what's going on??? Oh my goddess I'm talking to myself. Stark stop fooling yourself, her heart has shattered, who will know if she ever comes back" he said to himself and his voice cracked on the last word causing tears to come rapidly start pouring out of his eyes.

I needed him to focus… I needed to talk to him.

"Stark will you please pay attention! Listen to me; I am in a place in my mind. I need you to know I'm ok and everything is going to be okay."

"Wait, so you are in my mind?"

"Well, yes technically. I knew how to do it because this is how I found Heath when the red bloods kidnapped him."

Then Stark and I talked for what seemed like hours but neither of us cared. It was just nice to talk. Then I saw him let out a huge yawn.

"You need to get to sleep, we both had long days."

"No…I, I, I , I can't… I don't know when I'm going to be able to talk to you again!"

Neither did I but I couldn't let him worry about me

"You will talk to me again when you wake up. While you are sleeping I will work on getting back to controlling my body."

"Ok, I'll talk to you then Z" he replied not wanting to go to sleep but too tired to protest.

"Goodnight" I was just about to end out connection when I heard Stark say

"Hey Z?"

"Yes Stark…"

"I love you"

My heart burst and I could feel my eyes fill with tears, happy tears and so many things filled my mind but I know I would be embarrassed later if I actually told Stark an incredibly mushy line.

"I love you too" I replied.

As I was exiting Starks mind I caught a glimpse of my face. My soul already knew how my marks had been taken away so I was incredibly shocked at the sight I saw… my tattoo was filled in except it was now hot pink and the tattoos around my face were dramatically different.

I looked like a totally different person!