Hi everyone!

I HAVE RE-WRITTEN THIS CHAPTER! YAY ME!...Anyway, now that's over, on with the chapter

(Since this was on the original chapter, I decided to include this too)

Here's Chapter 4, it's dedicated to LissaDragonmir, I hope this cheers you up!

I have changed the summary - for those of you that have noticed

Thanks goes to:
Destinee Rose Belikov; Miss Jessica Cullen; LissaDragonmir; and mouse123 for their reviews.

A MAJOR thanks goes to...Christian's Girlz for managing to review EVERY CHAPTER!

So, THANKYOU!

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Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owner, Richelle Mead. I own nothing - except this plot, Alexei & Stephanie

Chapter 4

Adrian's POV

I couldn't believe it…I wouldn't believe it…I have to believe it. But how can I? After everything she's been taught, how could she? – And with him?

I felt the darkness creep up on me, wrapping its vines around my mind, as I clung to what little sanity I had left.

I stood up from my bed; I was sitting there when I contacted Rose.

It had been harder than usual to get into her dreams. Just when I thought I had her, my grip on her would slip and I'd be back in my room. It was like something was blocking me. Like the darkness that surrounds her was trying to keep me out.

But I eventually got through, although I wish I hadn't now. – Not only was the news bad, but by breaching the darkness, some of it stuck to me.

It didn't take me long before I was in front of my alcohol stash. It was in a huge cupboard at the foot of my bed. Ruffling through it I grabbed for one of the strongest I had.

I tipped up the bottle and drank it in less than a minute, slowly I could feel the effects settle in.

First, there was the heating sensation that followed the first mouthful, then, the numbing feeling at the tips of my fingers.

But the usual calming effect didn't follow. Rose's darkness was worse than I thought.

Finishing off the bottle, I grabbed for my smokes.

After emptying the packet, I realized I needed something stronger. I threw the empty packet at the wall, hating that it had done absolutely nothing to heat the freezing darkness.

I ran my hands along my stash again, debating on whether I still wanted to be alive in the morning. My hand brushed against the Russian vodka I had acquired at court, and I decided to take my chances; either it'll get rid of the darkness, or I'll be too dead to care.

Without further discussion, I started, - emptying it in seconds.

I tried to ignore the burning in my throat and the obsanities my body was screaming, but it was no use.

I clawed at my throat wishing it would ease the pain; my eyes watering as I coughed up a lung.

I half walked / half fell towards the fridge, before grabbing the orange juice and finishing the bottle, glad that it slightly eased the burning.

Faintly, I remembered that the darkness had been silenced, as I made my way to the door, - unable to catch myself as I stumbled forward and hit my head on a near-by table.

The only thought remaining, was telling me to go to Lissa and expose Rose.
My conscience told me I should keep it a secret, but it was too late now, - I was no longer in control.

I stood back up and walked out my door. Bloodied and bruised, I headed towards Lissa's room.

Man, the hangover is going to kill me in the morning...if I live that long.

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