I don't own anything to do with house of night please read and review! There will be some zoey and stark coming up in the next chapter also many hot warriors!
Stevie Rae
Stevie Rae reached the house of night to find Lenobia waiting at the gates for her. She wiped her eyes quickly because she only just realised she had been crying. Dang I hope she doesn't notice my piggy crying eyes.
"Stevie Rae!" Lenobia called when she saw her. "im so glad you're back, Erik and myself were just about to go looking for you!"
Thank goddess they hadn't hen! Thought Stevie Rae, she imagined their faces if they had caught her and Rephaim together, she shuddered.
"Its cold out isn't it" said Lenobia, mistaking her shudder for a shiver.
"Yeah, hey sorry I was late back I was err" she was about to blab some hastily sketched excuses, but Lenobia interrupted her.
"I rang you! Did you get the call?" she said.
"I know I got the voicemail –" began Stevie Rae.
"I rang again about Zoey" said Lenobia with a wide, warm smile on her face.
"Did you? Said Stevie Rae, she hadn't heard the tone or felt the vibrations while she had been walking back from the depot. She checked the pockets of her ropers – empty. The chest pockets of her shirt, "Dang I must of left my phone at the Gil-" she kicked herself. How could she have come so close to telling Lenobia about Rephaim's hiding place?
"I know about Zoey though" she said, trying to breeze over her slip up. "I felt it! Her and stark are back right?" she couldn't stop a huge smile spreading across her face as she said it, even when she felt so troubled.
"Yes Stevie Rae" said Lenobia throwing her arms around her who hugged her back, "its truly remarkable!"
Stevie Rae felt tears leak from her eyes, and a sob escaped her lips. Lenobia pulled away and said "it has been an emotional rollercoaster for all of us hasn't it!" still with a cheery smile on her face.
"Happy tears" Stevie Rae ensured her with a thumbs up and a weak smile. "Nyx wouldn't make Z so dang indestructible if it weren't for any good cause, at least we know we're on the right side" crap! She thought, why did I just say that?
Lenobia laughed but her eyes betrayed confusion. "Of course we're on the right side. Kalona and Neferet are forces for evil, Neferet turned her back on Nyx, and we will never forget this. And Zoey is a type of vampire we have never seen before, and who shall certainly never be forgotten."
"I know that." Said Stevie Rae. "Im gonna go up to see Kramisha quickly, I'll come see you and Erik later on" she began a brisk walk up the grounds, Lenobia called after her "please do, we have much to discuss!"
Stevie Rae nodded without turning round; she didn't want Lenobia to the tears that streaked her face. She was incredibly happy that Zoey and Stark had made it back alive. But her tears were still sad ones, she felt like an emo kid. Eesh, she thought. Even so, she cried all the way to her room, for Rephaim.
She hoped everyone had gone off to lesson by the time she got to the dorm.
"Stevie Rae!" Kramisha said, leaping off the sofa toward her. "I heard about Dallas, you okay girl?"
Oh crap. How many people already knew about Dallas, and what he might've said? "Yeah im holding up" lied Stevie Rae. "Momma always said you've gotta pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start again." With a pang she remembered saying the same thing to Rephaim.
"I heard he changed, embraced darkness, and kicked you outta the car" said Kramisha.
"Yeah something like that" sniffed Stevie Rae.
"It wouldn't have anything to do with that other guy would it?" said Kramisha looking concerned.
Stevie Rae suddenly felt so happy that Kramisha was there, and that she was (partly) in on her secret.
"ohh Kramisha it was awful" she paused, she couldn't say that her 'guy' had walked in on her and Dallas doing the nasty in the depot tunnels because it was only the vampires and red fledgling that knew about them, and she had already told her he was neither. Kramisha had assumed that he was human, but it was only a matter of time before Dallas's word got round and Aphrodite told everyone about her vision. Aphros' words echoed in her head, 'biggest baddy of all raven mockers'.
"I don't matter how bad you hurt Dallas, you didn't deserve to get kicked out of the fricking car!" said Kramisha with her hand on her hip. "No Kramisha, I did deserve it. He the one who didn't deserve to be hurt, he was so sweet," with another sniff she remembered how nice he had been, even with his struggle with darkness, a struggle which she had caused him to lose.
Kramisha made a sucking sound "girl, you can't blame youself for being such hot stuff that boys end up fighting over you, that their business"
Stevie actually laughed at that. Kramisha talking about Rephaim like he were just a typical guy with a man ego like Erik was pretty darn funny!
"How things with Mr .Mystery then?" Kramisha asked.
"I guess we could work it out" she said, although it was about as likely as a cat falling on it butt.
Kramisha smiled "well, anyhow, news from Italy is; Zoey's alive, and when they come back, they're bring hotties!"
Stevie Rae's eyes widened.
"Yeah, apparently the high council doesn't think its sake for such an 'extraordinary party of fledglings' to be left at the house of night with only one son of Erebus warrior to protect us all, so they've got some of the best flying back with them, make sure you're here when they arrive, otherwise they'll be none left for ya!"
"Wow, im looking forward to some hotness being restored!" said Stevie Rae.
"Me too! Anyways I gotta go im late for vampire sociology 101 as a red fledgling! See ya" said Kramisha, and with that she left the room.
Stevie Rae headed off to the bathroom for a shower. She flicked the light switch in her room, but nothing happened. Ahh dang, the electricity must be out.
She went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror, there was dirt on her face, she had no make up on, and her hair needed washing. Urgh! She thought, and Rephaim said I was pretty, must've been being nice. Being nice? Being good, was he really gonna go fight for evil now with his daddy?
She sighed and pushed the thought from her mind. Removing her clothes she stepped into the shower, allowing the warm water to blend with her tears and wash slowly them away. For an instant she thought that the water had suddenly become to hot. It scolded her skin. But then the feeling came, emotions that weren't her own. Confusion, anger, fear. She felt Rephaim's pain and recognised the sickening pain of darkness's tendrils snaking out at her. She tried to focus. "Its not happening to me, its happening to Rephaim" she told herself. She cried out in pain nevertheless, why is this dang imprint so strong! She thought in the midst of confusion and fear. Pain blasted through her head and she fought to hold onto consciousness. She cried out, words that burst through her lips, "take form, do my bidding!" she felt more words erupt from her but she could not make sense of them, ohh crap! And then she too, passed out.
She woke up with no idea how long it had been since that weird imprint thing. Cold water was pouring down on her, making her ache wherever it hit. She got up and grabbed a towel; she was shaking, with cold, and because of what had just happened. She went to open the bathroom door, but it jammed. The bathroom light flickered and dimmed. Ah crap, she thought. She shoved the door open, making sure she kept the towel around her; she had the strangest feeling that she shouldn't let it go, she didn't feel alone. The door finally let up and she fell into a dark room. The flicked the switch pointlessly. She ran over to the lamp on her bedside and tried to turn it on, she heard something, clank. She whipped round to see the curtains swish at her window. Zoey's perfume bottle on the chest of drawers below the window had been knocked over. Stevie Rae breathed hard, she was scared. The stereo suddenly turned on and played fuzzy white noise on the radio full blast, she almost screamed but she hastily switched it off. The lights suddenly came on, blindingly bright. And Stevie Rae gasped as she saw written on the wall, in unmistakably familiar handwriting; 'Take form, do my bidding. Yes. I know everything."
Ah dang!
