Hey, this chapter also lines up with Sharli's story so my version is a little choppy. Read her stuff, it rocks! Please review as well.
Dakota now stared up at the sky. They had just moved into the apartments that
afternoon and he needed some alone time. The sky seemed so different here for
some reason. Maybe it was. They were not free here, not safe from human eyes. He
sighed and continued down the sidewalk. For some reason he felt another presence
close by, but he did not turn. He knew who followed him, or hunted him as it were.
Xander still wanted him dead. Dakota kept up his guard and his pace slow.
When he felt the hot breath on his neck he turned, but at the same time, whipped his
arm around to guard his back. But empty space greeted him on both sides. His eyes
darted around; he saw nothing.
That night he sat on the couch of their designated meeting room slightly confused. He
had been sure that Xander had been following him. Then, why had he not attacked?
He found the answers when David walked in looking angry and tried.
Xander had been behind him but David caught him. After a short argument he had
thrown Xander out of the Darkwood Community. Soon afterward he ran into Nicole
and she had gone after Xander.
"It's ridiculous," David said. "I really thought he had changed."
Dakota nodded. But then thought, I think he has, and I think that he will be back.