Wow thanks for all the reviews guys! So this is continuing on from the last chapter obviously. I haven't updated in a while so maybe if you have forgot just go back to the last chapter to get up to date. Now like the other chapter (and it will happen all through the story) there will be many different point of views.

Adrian's POV

Previously

I took a detour to my room and it ended up being a short walk. I was glad I didn't bump into anyone.

My walk sobered me up a little bit, and I didn't like it.

Or maybe not, I thought as suddenly my vision had clouded as I stood a few meters in front of my door.

I squeezed my eyes shut and held them, hoping that once I open them again I'll be able to see.

What, of course, I expected to see was the front of my door, but what I actually saw made me take several steps back.

Rose

Maybe I was still more drunk then I thought.

Christian's POV

Rose and I had never been the best of friends.

But I'd like to think that in some ways we were close.

One of them being our personality.

Rose was sarcastic, manipulate, annoying, stubborn, bitchy, hard headed, strong, courageous, brave and so, so many more things which I will admit are similar to me.

She could really get on my nerves, that's for sure. But I always cared for her.

I always loved her in a some-what sister way.

So I guess thinking of it now; Rose Hathaway and I had been friends.

And I never wanted her to go.

"Eddie!" I yelled out when I spotted someone I finally knew. He didn't even turn, I knew he heard me, how could he not. "Eddie!" I yelled again, closer. This time he stopped but didn't turn around to see who it was.

I walked so I was in front of him. He looked up at me with sad red eyes.

I already knew why, I'd be an idiot not to.

Eddie was a close friend of Rose's.

His look silenced me for a second but I quickly remembered my goal. "Have you seen Lissa?" I rushed out, noticing the panic in my voice.

Eddie's face looked sad and dry, besides sadness I couldn't see anything else, it was...plain. It didn't even look like he heard my question.

"Have you seen her?" I asked again trying not to snap.

He opened his mouth and then closed it again like he was processing what I was saying and then his eyes finally widened. "No" he said but now he showed worry.

I cursed and stepped away from him. "I've got to find her"

"Where'd she go?" he asked.

I turned on him. "I don't know that's what I'm asking!"

He looked down.

No, this wasn't good. Lissa wasn't stable; she was in a really bad state. It's been three days since Rose's death and in those three days she had stayed in her room with me, crying the whole time.

She had been refusing to eat, for a couple of days I didn't argue with her. I offered to get some food but she would refuse saying she didn't want to be left alone. A day later and I realised I had to get some food before she starved.

I had come back and she was gone.

This wouldn't worry anyone who didn't know Lissa, who didn't know the sort of friendship Rose and her shared. Since technically it's only been two and a half hours since I last saw Lissa. But the way she was acting wasn't the normal grieving. I couldn't put it in to words. It just...wasn't normal.

And that's what worried me.

I had to find her.

Dimitri's POV

Usually this place helped.

I came here when I was upset or troubled by something, and it helped.

Usually

But this was far past troubled or upset.

And I needed a hell of a lot more than sitting at a church to help me get through this.

But that was just the thing. I couldn't get through it.

There was just no way.

With an angry stance I rushed down the church aisle wiping away hot angry tears.

How the hell could I think sitting in there would help anything?

That it would help me deal with losing Rose?

No. It was impossible. Nothing would help.

Adrian's POV

Her long brown hair was sat over her shoulders and her perfect shaped lips were slightly parted as her dark eyes watched me carefully.

Was I dreaming?

I had to be. This couldn't be real; she couldn't be standing no more than 5 meters away.

My eyes were wide and straining in shock. I took a large step back only to have tripped and fallen on my backside.

The only difference between the way this imaginary Rose looked now to what the old Rose looked like was the faintness of her.

It's not like she was exactly see through, but she wasn't whole. In a way that I knew I couldn't just reach out and touch her.

On the ground I starting crawling backwards in a way to get out from this dream.

It was a stupid dream, I didn't want it.

If it was a good dream, I would be able to touch Rose in it.

I would be able to talk and laugh with her.

She would be using her sarcastic tone of voice with me when she was annoyed and—

"Adrian?"

And I swear my heart just skipped a beat.

That was her voice, her voice...and it sounded real.

Maybe this dream wasn't that bad...

I didn't bother getting off the ground, in other words, I couldn't move.

"R-Rose?" I stuttered her name out.

She gave me a small smile. But her eyes were troubled, sad with un-shed tears.

"Rose?" I tried again.

She took a step forward.

I crawled backwards.

She sighed and I couldn't help but like it. It sounded...normal?

Confused and utterly shocked I rubbed my eyes, hard. And opened them again.

She was still there.

Her expression changed and her eyebrows were raised.

"You-your not real" I said, not knowing if I was saying it to her or me.

Again her expression changed, almost looking...amused?

"Are you gonna get off the ground?" Dream Rose asked. I actually flinched at the sound of her voice and slipped back a bit more.

I started glancing around. Where was everyone?

I expected someone to come walking around the corner, see Rose and start screaming.

My head was physically hurting. I was so confused. Was she real or not? Was I dreaming, or was I imagining things from all the alcohol I had?

My whole body was shaking as I slowly lifted myself off the ground. I wasn't looking at her as I did so, afraid I would fall back down. I kept my eyes firmly on the ground.

"Adrian!" I heard a distant call. It wasn't Rose.

From the sound of my name my head snapped up. Not far from Rose was Christian running towards me.

Rose had turned to him as well, watching as he ran over to me...and then through her.

She disappeared.

Christian made a stop when he was in front of me. "Have you seen Lissa?"

Have I seen Lissa? Did he see Rose!

How could he have not? She was standing right in front of him. He ran through her...

"Have you!" he questioned again.

How could she have just disappeared? Was I really imagining it?

It felt like it was when I was looking at her. But now that she's gone it feels like it was real. Like she really was there.

She had no aura, and she looked light, almost graceful, angelic and she was slightly faded.

Was she a ghost?

Oh man...

Christian grabbed my shoulders and shook me.

Rose was dead...was I seeing the dead? Would she come back?

"Rose" I gasped out.

Christian stopped his shaking and stared at me. "What?"

I shook my head and got out of his grasp, stumbling a bit.

Turning around I ran to my door which was now further then it had been a few minutes ago since I had crawled back so far.

Christian was right behind me but I shut the door in his face.

I ran a hand through my hair as I thought.

I'm seriously going crazy.

Hmm, is Adrian really seeing Rose?

I wonder if anyone read the summary and knows... lol.

Ok please Review and also tell me your ideas since there's a good chance I'll use them. If you go back and check the summary on chapter one you will know what's going on, from reading that you might get an idea to fit in. I, of course have got some ideas but yours are welcome too.

Also please check out my other VA story. Captured Love (A Mia/Eddie story) I need more Reviews on that one until I continue.