~Niks~

I should've told her about the nightmare(s). I know I should've. But it was time for my own problems to take a back seat. Angel was quiet as hell and I wanted my cocky-ass brother back. It killed me to see my brother like that, so I told Lee. I could tell she knew already but I was doing this for my brother, even if I had to beg. I'd probably end up doing that. As Lee went to talk to Angel, I made my way to the door. I clicked it open and there stood Adam- with a bunch of flowers. "Hey Adam, what's uh, what's with the flowers?" I smiled, a bit weirded out still from the creepy dream and the fact that Adam of all people was standing in my doorway with flowers.

"Uh, they're for you." He smiled awkwardly and quite cute- and what am I saying? That was my first sign he was hiding something.

"Uh, thanks, come on in while I put these in water. They're really pretty." I sidestepped to let him in and motioned for him to sit down on the couch whilst I went into the kitchen. I laid the flowers down carefully on the table, all the while keeping an eye on Adam. He looked nervous. He was hiding something. I grabbed a glass vase and filled it with water. Adam was getting fidgety and looking everywhere. I put the flowers in the vase and admired them for a moment. 12 red roses, I noticed there was a card tucked into a rose, with a tiny bit of the corner sticking out. I took it out and opened it. Nika, I hope you can forgive me. I should've known not to piss you off when you were looking for Lee. I had no idea how you felt. I'm sorry. Danny x "I should've known he'd pull something like this." I crumpled the card in my hand and walked over to Adam who was sitting on the couch. "Alright, what you hiding and who you covering for, Ross?" I asked him, putting on my 'I will kill you if you lie." tone of voice.

"O-okay, Danny asked me to give you the roses, put in a good word." I scowled. "I swear that's the truth."

"Oh I know you're telling the truth, it's you that I can trust, Adam. Danny lives across the fudging hall from me. He could've come over to tell me. He shouldn't have sent you to do what he should do himself. Thanks Adam. I'm not mad at you, trust me." I smiled reassuringly. "But I am mad at Daniel. If you see him, tell him his low attempt of trying to get on my good side has failed miserably. " I think he could tell I meant business when I said Daniel and not Danny.

"I uh better go." He said awkwardly. I nodded, looking at him reassuringly. "Are you coming in?" I shook my head.

"Even though we found Lee, I need some time to get back my senses and I'll come in when that happens. The only way to do that is to go back to my roots. Plus I'm not on the best terms with Mac, Don or Daniel. So I'm gonna let the water settle and come back when I'm ready. But if they need my help, then call me." I smiled at him as he walked himself to the door. I opened the door for him and I saw one person I really didn't want to see. "See ya Adam."

"See ya Niks." He smiled and walked himself out. I turned and was about to shut the door with my foot so I could see how Lee and Angel were doing. But it wouldn't close. I turned around to see Messer.

"What do you want?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest. He looked at me apologetically. "No, don't pull the whole 'I'm sorry' charade on me and look at me with those blue eyes of yours. You said we were over. That is how we're going to stay. Now get out." He changed his tactics.

"I said I was sorry." I sighed in frustration and put force behind the door.

"No, you wrote it on a card and sent Adam to give it to me. If you meant it, you would've come and done it yourself. You are right across the hall. You don't have an excuse." He was getting annoyed that I hadn't fallen for the practical pout.

"I thought you liked all that romantic stuff. You told me you loved roses. I play it by your tastes and you still won't accept my apology?"

"Yes that's exactly how it goes. You should've come down yourself and done it. And as for what you said, you took it way too far, I'd just lost my brother, my other brother has to ignore me, Angel was being threatened and was scared out of his wits, my best friend had gone missing, I'm being scared every night by nightmares of everyone being killed. I'm not going to explain every single thing to you. I don't even do it to Lee. Now, go. I have to check on my brother." I slammed the door in his face and walked to my room. I saw the door was open and my brother, on my bed, sleeping. Something bad must've happened and he must've cried himself to sleep. I sighed as I put a blanket carefully over my brother. I kissed his forehead and went to leave my room.

I wanted to go out to either busk, dance in a rented studio, do karate, or record a song. I looked down and realised I had an image to keep up and couldn't go out in the same clothes I had on yesterday. I searched my room quietly for things to wear, my gaze flickering back to Angel as I did. I picked up my stuff and walked into the bathroom. I changed in a red tank top, red and black striped hoodie, scandal grey skinny jeans, a red Ed low rise 12 shoe and a black one of the same. I walked out of the bathroom to see Angel still asleep. I looked under my bed and grabbed my music bag which was full of CDs. I grabbed a couple and put them in my Ed Hardy Tote. I slid on a gold charm bracelet with 9 golden charms, one was the Italian Flag, the UK Flag, a palm tree with Florida underneath, a Gemini, a flute, a heart, a music note and an ace of hearts and spades All in charm. I wanted some secrecy so I slid on a Miami Heat baseball cap and tied my dark brown hair into a ponytail with an Apple hair tie. I put in black studded skull earrings and I was good to go. I kissed Angel's forehead, wrote him a note and I was off. I went to a dance studio which reminded me of home. I had packed my red and black video camera which I would attach to a tripod and I would dance in front of it. I just danced and danced for what felt like hours when it was really only two. I came back and noticed Angel hadn't moved. Which wasn't good, cuz it normally meant he was having a nightmare. I put my music gear, except my camera back where it was and slid back under my bed and grabbed my red acoustic guitar with a weirdly fitting 'Police line- do not cross' guitar strap. I sat on the couch just playing random chords, strap over my neck there was a reason I had the music note charm on my bracelet: I was music obsessed. My gaze flickering to the TV where I had one of my dance videos playing on repeat. I felt something sharp pierce my neck and my head falling forward as my eyes became heavy and all I saw was darkness. Oh shit.