I AM SO FREAKING SORRY FOR THE FALSE STORY ALERTS TO THOSE VERY KIND SOULS!! I will make up for it!! Promise!

Nothing important here, folks. For the impatient you can skip this A/N.

A/N:

A HUGE shout-out to Lucksta 4eva, for helping me with my story! Thank you!!

Oh Em Gee! I couldn't and still can't believe all the reviews! Yeah, I know its only nine but this is huge news for me. I will definitely continue this!

All the characters and settings belong to Alyson Noel. I just like to write about them.

And remember! This is not what actually is going to happen in The Shadowlands! This is what I think will happen and I added some details to make it more interesting.

Loves!

Bitter Sweet ish

(Angie)

Four

DPOV (Damen's POV, peoples. Yes, yes, no need to get excited )

I quietly tapped on her window, feeling very Romeo-ish. But Romeo confronted Juliet to confess his love for her, not ask what the hell was happening between them.

I peeked through the windows, and the moonlight helped.

Ever was reading a book, and then she set it down and looked at me. Alarmed. That's not a good sign.

I tried to smile at her, to encourage her to open the window. Even though I can try telekinesis and unlock the latch, I didn't. And even though I could telepathically send messages to her, I wanted to do this is person. This…issue going on between Ever and me was getting ridiculous. She wouldn't touch and kiss me for at least five days. If she didn't want me here she just have to say the few words, which would take less than five seconds. She didn't respond, so I sighed and let myself in. That was also not a good sign.

"Ever, we need to talk." I said and my voice echoed through her gigantic room.

I slowly walked towards her and sat on her bed and leaned towards her. I tried to ignore that she cringed.

"Damen…What are you doing here?" She breathed. I inhaled, and her breath smelled like strawberries and cool mint. For the past four hundred years, her breath smelled like strawberries. But over the years, it was strawberries and mint. Huh. They even liked the same toothpaste over all those years.

"What the heck is going on? Between us? I mean, I still love you Ever. I love you. If it's something I did, I am so sorry. But I have no clue on what I did. I very much regret it, and I am sorry that I hurt you. Just…please explain what is happening, Ever. Please. I don't want to lose you forever…" Seeing Ever with another man would drive me mad. That idiotic Brandon guy she was with before drove me nuts.

And then her eyes misted over and spilled over and a small stream of tears dribbled down her cheeks. I raised my hand to wipe her tears. Like the time in Summerland, when she randomly started crying. And like that time in Summerland she cringed.

"Please, Ever. Please remember that whatever I did, I am incredibly sorry. I don't remember much but its sort of coming back to me." And it was. There were bits and pieces of what happened. Kind of like someone was very slowly putting together a puzzle but the pieces were all scattered around so I couldn't see the bigger picture, and leaving me very confused.

"I…I really have a lot of explaining to do…" She lowered her head and mindlessly toyed with a waxy petal of a tulip she just manifested. She was really getting stronger. How come I've never really noticed that?

And then she sniffed and opened her mouth and spilled the words that made a dozen emotions wave through my body. Some I could detect: anger, hurt, sadness.

" I will never ever touch you Damen, or kiss you. Because if you do…you will die."

EPOV

It felt really weird to say that out loud. And when I looked up to see his face he was closer and his face was shocked, sad, hurt, a little angry and a few others. It looked quite awkward on his perfect face because I have never seen such emotions on him. And it was my entire fault. It looked like he wanted to continue. But I couldn't. Because my mouth was all dry and sort of a weird sour taste and I could taste bile in the back of my throat. My hands trembled and that weird headache came back. I stared back at my tulip and a few petals were laying on my bed spread, probably because I picked at them too hard.

I started, hoping it would make him relax a bit, "It's not because I hate you Damen. I love you with all my heart and soul and it would be like that for the rest of eternity." I paused to stroke one of the petals remaining on the tulip, thinking of what I was going to say next.

"Remember Roman? Roman from school?" He nodded. "Well does he look familiar to you?"

"Ever… where are you going with this?" It would be very reasonable to say that because he's been alive for six hundred years and he would only recognize someone if he/she was an immortal. Unfortunately, Roman is an immortal.

"Well…Roman is an immortal. He used to be an orphan but you took care of him way long ago. And that's when he met Drina. He fell in love with her and when she died, he sort of went crazy and thought you were the one that killed her. So, that night when we were going to the Montage, Roman changed you. Into a human. Well that's what I think because I could see your aura and hear your thoughts. And you lost almost all memory of me. But you completely forgot about Drina and being immortal. So I had to go to Summerland with Ava that crazy other psychic but is really a traitor, and we tried to find a cure to remember and become an immortal again. Then I found out that Roman was the guy that tried to kill you and, well I had to be the stupid idiot to fall for his trap. You see, there was an antidote to whatever was happening to you, and that means I can't share bodily fluids with you. For eternity. Unless I find an antidote to the antidote. So, please Damen I don't mean this the hard way, but please stay away from me. Because if you even share a drink with me, you will die." I squeezed my eyes shut and then I felt a quiet 'thank you' and a window opening and closing.

When I opened my eyes he was gone and a glistening, fresh tulip replaced my torn and ruined tulip.

A/N: Yes! I finally figured out the whole plot!!

Stay tuned for more.

-Bitter-sweet-ish