Title: Mistakes
Disclaimer: The Night World belongs to L.J.Smith, as does the Soulmate Principle and any recognisable characters. Plot and any characters you don't know belong to me.
A/N: I thought I'd be nice and give you all a bit more of a teaser lol...make sure you review!
Adriana Rose watched the rain streak down the bedroom window as it had done for the past week and still nothing but grey clouds filled the sky. Her gaze traced the rain droplets that slipped down the condensation-covered glass. It was her latest hobby, staring at raindrops, one that she had been practicing constantly for the past three days. She could feel Storm Ashwood, her soulmate, in the next room, but she couldn't tell if she could sense him because of their connection or just from the waves of anger off him that were contaminating the safe house with currents of darkness and frustration. The air in the room crackled with power and tension, the whole house was full of it, and the door to the second bedroom still stayed locked. Adriana and Storm had had plenty of fights in the seven months since they had met, but none like this. Adriana took one last glance at her reflection in the glass, green eyes with a touch of blue in them, midnight black hair that complemented her tanned skin, and sighed. Standing up she tucked a wayward strand of coal black hair behind her ear and walked out of her room, finally giving up and deciding that maybe Storm really did have the stronger will. She stopped outside the door furthest from her own and knocked quietly, mentally preparing herself for what was to come.
"Storm." When he refused to answer she decided to use the soulmate connection to her advantage. Storm! Stop mopping and talk to me please. I'm sorry okay; can't we just sort this out like mature adults?
Adriana counted to ten. Ask twice politely, then get pissed. "Storm, stop being so fucking childish and open this bloody door now and talk to me!" She yelled at the still closed door.
Fuck you, replied the male voice now in her head.
"Well at least that got a response. I swear I don't even know why I even bother with this. Open this damn door before I break it down." Storm stayed stubbornly quiet. "Storm." Adriana's voice dropped from yelling to a deadly whisper, the door clicked open and Adriana walked in. Storm stood in front of her, dark hair, almost as black as her own with deep red natural highlights and brown eyes that also seemed to have red hidden in them.
"What?" he growled, anger plain in his voice as well as his face. Adriana took a deep breath.
"Can't we sort this out please? You chose to stay here, it was your choice Storm and you chose me, so learn to deal with it because I can't keep this up." Adriana mentally cheered as her voice stayed steady and clam throughout the rehearsed lines.
"Yeah well," Storm snapped at her, "people make mistakes." Adriana felt his words rip into her mind, her heart.
She tried several times to speak before finally she managed to whisper. "Well some mistakes can be fixed can't they?" Adriana's breath caught on the last word as tears filled her eyes and a single tear tracked down her cheek, a mirror image of the rain she had been watching only minutes before. She quickly wiped the tear away, refusing to let Storm see her fall apart. Okay he could probably feel her anger, her pain, but she wouldn't cry for him again, wouldn't show him just how much power he had over her emotions.
"Fuck you Storm." Adriana turned and ran down the stairs then out of the house, the door slammed shaking the house. Storm stood alone in his room.
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