Chapter Seven
Rogue's P.O.V.
Dixon still hasn't come back. I hate to admit that I am worried, but I am. How is it that one man has managed to worm his way into my feelings? Feelings that I myself do not understand. I mean I understand love and I understanding liking someone but what the crap would you call something that is the middle of those two. 'That my dear is true love,' Lola's voice rang through my head. 'I have been in love, Lola. This isn't it, it's something else.' I said calmly in response. 'No sweetie, you have been in what you thought was love. True love you have to work for. True love is when you can look at someone and know without out a doubt they will have your back when shit hits the fan. That is true love, having no doubts.' Lola voiced wisdom I did not even know she had. 'Have you ever loved someone, Lola?' I questioned. "Ya, I have loved someone, but loving someone and being in Love with someone is two different things.' Lola's voice took on the tone of a mother trying to explain something to a toddler. I couldn't even be mad at her because what she was saying makes total sense. 'How do you feel about our good old Dixon?' Lola asked with slyness lacing through her voice. My heart speed up and I couldn't really form words. I could feel my face heat up at the tattle-tell sign that a blush was forming on my face, it was at that moment the door slammed opened and a shaggy haired, rough looking man with arrow pointed at my head came through the door. I can't explain why I screamed like a banshee but I do know why I punched him as hard as I could in his face. Dixon busted through the door next and I felt relieved for some reason. "What the hell is wrong?" He asked gruffly. I point to the man that was currently holding his nose and cussing up a storm that could rival the seven hells. Sophia had awakened and came to stand by my side. Dixon looked over at the man he just seemed to notice. He had a confused look on his face until the man swore practically loud. Then he started laughing with some kind of recognition gleaming in his eyes, he had that sexy cocky grin on face that just had to be infectious because there was a grin spreading its way into my face. Dixon then stopped his laughing, "Daryl, that you?"
