Loved

A House of Night Fanfic By: Grace Bullabaugh

ZOEY

The familiar scent of hay bales and fields of lavender filled the air. Zoey Redbird was slowly aroused from her deep, dreamless sleep.

Dreamless? I could get used to that. Ever since Heath had…

NO! Don't think about it. This is the best you've slept in months .Savor it.

"Hey Stevie Rae. Thanks for waking me. How are your burns? Do you need anything?" chattered Zoey, slowly rising from her bed and pulling off the blue jeans she hadn't bothered to take off before crashing for the night… day… whatever.

Stevie Rae tried her best to hide the pain in her eyes as she rolled over to face her roomie. "I'm ok. Really. I just need you to tell me something." She whispered in her familiar, Okie twang.

"What?" Asked Zoey. Nyx, please don't let her go and die AGAIN.

"It's just. I figure, you've saved my life more times than I can even count… You deserve to know the truth, all of it. As long as you don't kill me. I mean, it would be seriously great if you didn't kill me, Z."

Zoey raised an eyebrow, wondering if she should be mad or worried."Kill you? Please, been there, done that, got the t-shirt. What is it Stevie Rae?" She replied, attempting to pull the awkwardness from the room with her humor.

"Zoey, I am serious. You need to know something. I've imprinted… Again."

"Oh Stevie Rae, it isn't like I didn't know about those 'meetings' you and Corey have been having in his room every Thursday! Did you really think I'd be mad about that?" laughed Zoey, grabbing a towel and hopping into the steamy warmth of a hot shower.

After a nice sufficient time in the shower and a shaving of her legs, Zoey returned to her bed to put on her clothes and run downstairs for some much needed brown pop and cereal, Stevie Rae spoke up again.

"Zoey, I've imprinted again. This time, with a Ravenmocker."