Disclaimer: All original characters from the House of Night books belong to P.C and Kristin Cast but the storyline and new characters belong to myself.

My Version of Burned
Chapter 11
Stevie Rae's POV

Stop them.

I didn't know why or how I could do it, but I did know that I had to stop them. It was just like when Zoey got one of those gut feelings from Nyx, telling her when something was right or wrong; it felt exactly like one of those.

Except way bigger.

It all started when Erik and Lenobia found me in that hole with Rephaim. Well, they didn't actually find Rephaim, but he was there, obviously. We were walking back to the House of Night and we were just about to enter when we heard an ear-splitting scream.

Expecting it to be Rephaim I quickly turned around to protect him, but I was mistaken. It was just some human outside the gates. Rolling my eyes, I went to go back inside with Lenobia when we both noticed at the same time that Erik was staring transfixed at the human. I rushed up to him to ask what was going on when I did a double-take of the person.

Zoey had described her to me enough times for me to know what she looked like without having to see a photo.

We were about to go up to her, after a quick explanation to Lenobia about who she was, when something freaked us out even more than Kalona bird-man bursting out from the blood-soaked ground. If my friends weren't on both of my sides, I would have probably fallen over in horror and shock and burned up there and then.

Luckily, neither of the two people we were gawking at noticed us standing there, but that was going to change very soon.

"Hey! Over here!" We shouted at them as they carried on walking towards the House of Night jets, ignoring us. After about five seconds, everything fell into place...

They were both going to Italy to find Zoey. And the reason they were going to find her? One word.

Revenge.

After I had figured it all out and quickly explained it to my companions, we were running onto the next possible flight to stop them. We would have gotten on their plane, but we all decided that it was better to stop them at Italy rather than confront them during the flight.

So we got onto the aircraft straight after theirs and explained to the pilot that we had to follow them.

And that brought me up to the present moment.

Lenobia had just gotten one of the air hosts' (not hostess') to put some nice cream stuff on my back to soothe the burns. I had to say; it felt good.

The only bad things happening were that we were all probably going to die soon.

And also the fact that the weather was seriously bad. If you were there, you would have thought that you were in a baking hot oven.

Almost instantly after I noticed the weather, an air hostess came up to me and explained that were just entering Italy, so that's why the weather was so bad.

"Excuse me?" I said politely to the host who was rubbing my back, "Could you stop now please?" It's not that I was tired of the guy, who was pretty hot, massaging my body, it was just that I really needed some sleep.

"Of course." He replied, putting his hand over his heart and bowing.

It freaking annoyed me when people did that. I knew that I was a priestess and it was respectable etcetera but goddess, it was annoying. I now knew what Zoey got so annoyed about.

Hopefully sleep would lower my stress levels...

As I woke up, the first thing I felt was pain, and it made me wince. The window which I was leaning on hadn't had it's curtain covering it resulting in my almost melting onto the window while I was unconscious.

At least the windows in these planes were about a metre thick.

I reached across to untie the curtains when I actually realised how hard it was tied. Obviously, I went to find Lenobia 'cause, you know, she was small and slight but hench.

Once she had come over and helped me untie the knot, I sat her down and put my hands on her shoulders.

"So...what is up with you and the pilot?" I questioned her, grinning when she blushed slightly.

"He was my boyfriend at my old House of Night for all four of the years." She replied, smiling happily.

"Why did you break up?" I had seen the way they looked at each other on this plane ride. They were completely and utterly lost in love.

"We didn't. We were going to have a long distance relationship after I moved to Tulsa's House of Night, but we just stopped trying and somewhere along the way, we went from calling and skyping every night to texting once a month. I guess I got so caught up in my work that I didn't even notice he had become a pilot in Oklahoma." She just forgot about him?

"So you just forgot about him?" I repeated my thoughts, my voice confused.

"Oh no!" She gasped, shocked, "I could never ever forget about George. In fact, when we were dating, we even mentioned getting married."

I mentally laughed at the thought of Lenobia getting married. She would never tolerate a controlling husband so George must have really loved her.

"I got to go now, Stevie Rae, George is gesturing for me to come over." I smiled as in one swift movement, she pulled the curtains across the clear window.

Getting ready to go back to sleep after Lenobia had left, I leant against the soft cotton when I suddenly heard a loud sob come from the front of the plane.

Since it was a tiny jet, I squinted forward to see what was going on and stifled a sob myself.

George was proposing to Lenobia.

And it was the sweetest thing as well because he had obviously prepared a speech for her, looking at the tears on her cheeks.

She just had to say yes.

"Yes!" Even though she was far away from me, I could hear her answer as clear as day.

I swear I was about to faint! Lenobia and George were both crying and hugging each other now; it was all so sweet!

Dizzy with the situation, I grabbed onto the edge of my seat so I wouldn't fall forward.

Wait, that's not me getting dizzy, that's the plane...

Yep, definitely the plane because Erik and the staff are all wobbling too.

What is going on...

OH MY GOODNESS! George isn't steering! What kind of idiot forgets to steer a freaking, moving plane? Did he think that it would be perfectly fine all on it's own?

WE'RE GOING TO CRASH...

Falling...falling...

I tried to stop.

I wasn't fast enough.

I ran towards George, screaming at him to steer because we were going to crash.

When Lenobia heard this, she leant against the emergency door button to turn around to see me.

But it was too late.

I was already falling through the door...

...with Lenobia by my side.

I grabbed her hand - not wanting to go through this alone – when I was suddenly jerked upwards.

George was pulling Lenobia up and Erik was helping him as much as possible.

She tried to save me but she wasn't fast enough.

Death is peaceful.

It makes you think of all the good things you've done in your life.

Not typical everyday things.

Like my hair is too curly.

Or what if there isn't any lucky charms cereal.

You don't think like that.

I loved my life.

I loved my friends.

My mama.

And her chocolate chip cookies.

I even loved Aphrodite.

I'll close my eyes.

That'll make it less painful when I hit the ground.

Or sea or tree or what it is I'll fail into.

"Why can't you talk to Zoey instead of me?"

A familiar voice echoed through my head.

Tranquillity.

Heath's voice had been pretty nice all the time I'd known him if I was honest, even when I tried to kill him that one time.

I don't know why I hadn't noticed it before.

Wait...

Heath's voice?

I opened my eyes to see a meadow.

And inside of it?

Trees.

Kalona.

And Heath?

A/N: I know that this is still short but I think it might be my longest chapter yet so still yay? Stevie Rae's actual dead now D: sad times. Much love to you readers!

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