A/N: Thanks for the reviews (:
I decided to make this chapter around one of my favorite characters- Adrian. White Shadows by Coldplay inspired me to write the end, by the way.
"You got to be kidding me." Christian laughed out loud at Adrian's and Lissa's little "plan," laying back on the chapel's attic's cold floor, his fingers interwined beneath his head.
Lissa knelt on the floor next to him, poking his side with her delicate fingers. "Christian, this is serious."
Christian looked back at his girlfriend. She was more than beautiful in his eyes. An ocean was nothing compared to her gorgeous eyes. Eyes that he'd get lose into every time he met her gaze. Her platinum blond hair was braided but she missed a few strands of hair. He raised one of his hands to brush the strands of hair behind her ears, caressing her cheek so softly it made her smile shyly.
"Fine. Break it down, again."
Adrian who was sitting on one old dusty chair, his arms crossed in front of him, tried hard to ignore the couple in front of him. He had never envied anyone, and now, not only did he envy that Belikov guy because he was the one to get Rose's attention, but now these 2 love birds couldn't keep their hands to themselves and kept showing off their love to everyone in the room. And he was the only one besides those two.
"Want me to dumb it down for you? Ok. You get some nap. I try to show Lissa how to walk dreams, yours, -and sorry in advanced Lissa, who knows what disgusting things he dreams of- then when she's ready we'll try and reach Rose." Adrian didn't even stop to catch his breath until he was done.
Christian glared up at him. "You don't have to dumb down anything for me, that's how people treat an alcoholic in the first place."
Lissa looked back and forth between them two, tired of these kinds of arguments, she sighed and rested her forehead in the palm of her hand. "Please guys, you're not helping with this bickering you have."
Her boyfriend cursed under his breath as he sat up and pulled her into his arms. "Sorry. Okay, so why me?"
Adrian was getting impatient with Christian, how slow can a person be? "Because a) nobody's supposed to know what Lissa can do in the academy, b) Lissa is new to this, so she has to be near someone in their sleep; if we do it with someone else, how are we going to explain she's being a creeper? And last one, your one of Rose's close friends so do it for her."
"What about you? Aren't you dating her anyway? Why can't Lissa try in your head?"
Adrian just wrinkled his brows together and the corner of his lips pulled up in a smile, he must have thought something was amusing.
"Scared we see your dirty mind? Anyways, Can you do what I can do? No, you can't. The only thing you're good at is shooting fire, good for cooking, which comes in handy at any time, but since she's not trying to boil water you're not... useful." he grinned at Christian, who had his fingers curled inwards into fists.
The room was filled with testosterone all of the sudden and Lissa quickly stepped in the argument. "Will you help me? Please?" she asked him with sad puppy eyes, something she knew of always worked. She refused to use compulsion on him, she had already hurt him by doing that to other people before.
"Okay. But I'm not tired." His eyes softened as soon as he looked at her.
Lissa chuckled nervously and her hand went to one of her pockets her dress had. She pulled out something, which was inside her fist, and took his hand in hers. She opened her hand, dropping three pills on his palm and prepared for the next argument she knew was coming.
Christian's brows shot up which made the lines on his forehead creased. Adrian tried hard not to laugh at his reaction. "You're going to drug me up, huh?" Christian asked out loud, still looking at the pills.
"Just sleeping pills, honey." Lissa answered, her voice so soft but was hiding the anxiousness she felt inside.
"You want me to get into comma or what?"
"You sure as hell complain like a girl. Are you sure your real name is Christian and not Christina?" Adrian asked, mocking him.
Something smelled like smoke. Adrian scrunched up his nose a bit and sniffed the ffair, whipping his head to his left and right, but nothing was burning around him. Unless it was...
"Christian!" Lissa yelled at him as she saw the chair, Adrian was sitting on, slowly turn a bright reddish orange, he was controlling the flames tho but not for long. Adrian quickly got up and stepped away.
"Are you insane, you freak?" Adrian screamed. Something that was so rare coming from someone who you always saw as a passive-mellow guy.
"Not good for anything, you said?" Christian smiled at him like the devil. But it faded as soon as Lissa got up and walked to the door. "Wait. Where are you going?"
"Unless you're going to stop being so immature and want to help me with this, then, I'm going somewhere farfeom you." she said dryly, her back to her boyfriend.
"Me? Immature? He's the one who's messing up with me!" Christian snapped and stood up, following her. He reached her and spun her around, his arms going instinctively around her, not letting her go away from him. "I'm sorry."
She looked up at those sad blue eyes that made her weak. She hated fighting with him but she hated this more, because even if he didn't have the power to use compulsion on her, she would do anything for him and forget everything when she stared at his perfect pale blue eyes she loved so much. She leaned up and kissed his lips quickly before saying "Ok. Now get some water and lay down."
Christian chuckled tiredly and grabbed the glass of water Adrian handed to him. He wondered when he got it but shook it off. He slipped two pills in his mouth, took a sip of water and swallowed them. He made a face of pure disgust and whistled. "Those taste disgusting. I better get paid for this." he said to no one in particular.
Adrian snickered at his comment. "Oh, I bet you will. Right, Liss?" he said, kicking a pillow in his direction.
Lissa's cheeks turned into a soft pink and bit her lips trying to contain a smile. She laid a blanket on the ground and the pillow on it in a matter of seconds. She knelt down again and patted the orange-ish blanket that was on the floor. "Now, come on."
Christian sighed and laid down on the blanket. His head resting on the soft pillow that was screaming for him. He yawned, already feeling the effects of the pills. He opened his mouth to say something but a delicate finger was pressed on his lips before the words came out. "Shhh." he heard Lissa whisper.
His eyelids felt heavy and he blinked a couple of times before he soon fell asleep.
Adrian sat across from Lissa, next to Christian's unmoving body. "Okay so what now?" Lissa asked eagerly, not taking her eyes off from her lover.
Adrian rubbed the back of his neck with a hand and looked at Lissa's worried face. "He'll be fine. Just focus on his energy."
Lissa looked up at him in confusion and repeated his words in a question.
"You already know how to read auras, just focus on his. Get lost in it, I don't know. Close your eyes and think of him, of being inside his head, of creating the dream." he replied.
Lissa nodded her head and shut her eyes a little too tight, it made the bridge of her nose wrinkle. Adrian found the picture that sat in front of him cute and chuckled. "Relax, or else it won't work."
The images of the fight that happened a few days ago replayed in Christian's mind in perfect detail. He was fighting next to Rose, well not fighting, just setting people on fire, or more like evil creations of the devil on fire. The dream was too real, he felt the adrenaline pump in his veins. He was helping Rose with the strigoi and questioned why no one in the academy had taught the fire users to do this, hadn't they used their magic before against them?
Someone caught Christian's attention and he stayed in his place. It was Lissa. In the middle of the figth and she wasn't moving. He screamed her name and ran in her direction, as soon as he reached her, the dream became blurry and be heard someone laugh. Adrian's to be more specific.
"Where's Lissa?" Christian asked, he wanted to tear Adrian apart but Lissa's voice kept coming to his head.
"She's trying. Don't worry." Adrian replied and glanced around Christian's dream. He saw every face of the strigoi in the academy and he then spotted Rose's frozen body with stake in hand. His eyes were glued to the picture.
Christian frowned in confusion. What was Adrian so focused on? He followed his gaze and found his answer. Rose. He turned around to face Adrian again, who was lost in his own head. As much as he wanted to make fun of him right then, he understood him. If anything happened to Lissa, he would be in his shoes. Lost, hopeless, feeling nothing but emptiness in himself.
"Why don't you do it?" Christian asked.
Adrian snapped out of his reverie and raised a brow in confusion. "Do what?"
"You know, walk into her dreams. Why are you teaching Lissa?"
"Oh, that." Adrian smiled sadly and looked back at Rose's image. "Because it doesn't matter how much I love her, she would never listen to me and tell me if she's fine or where she's at. But if Lissa or that Belikov, asked her to do something, she wouldn't even think about it twice."
Christian could hear Adrian's disappointment and sadness in his tone. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy. He didn't know what to say to break the silence that was now between them two. Several moments passed and still, no one dared to say anything.
Just then the scenario around them changed into an amusement park and Lissa appeared behind them, showing off her perfect white teeth in a big smile, clasping her hands. "I did it! Did you guys-" she stopped as she sensed the awkwardness in the air. "Did I miss some thing?"
Adrian grinned, hiding what he really felt behind the mask he always carried around. "Nah. Your boyfriend's dream here are kind of wild. Just that."
Lissa gaped at his boyfriend and punched him in the arm, not wanting to hurt him in any way. Christian laughed and rubbed the spot Lissa had punched. "What was that for?" he asked.
"Wild dreams? Really?" she joked, wrapping her arms around his neck, resting her forehead against his chest.
Christian returned the embrace by holding her tighter and kissing the top of her head.
Adrian looked away, trying to hold back the tears that were attempting to escape any time soon. It might have been a dream, but it didn't matter, dream or reality, he wanted Rose, he loved her. He wanted her to want him back, but now she was long gone and he was clinging on false hopes because he didn't know if she had made it. He reasurred himself that she was alive and well, because if she wasn't, he would have to face what a broken heart really felt like.
And with Rose's image in his mind, he snapped out of Christian's dream and back to his own body. He wiped away the tear that had made it's way down his cheek. He stood up, not looking back at the happy couple and left.