Yay, so every Review I had told me that I should continue so here's the first chapter. Ok I will warn you that it's pretty emotional but that's because Rose has just died, so of course it's gonna be. But I promise that chapters after is where all the comedy will kick in. Also if you have not read the Summary read it now! It will make you see more sense. Throughout this story there will be a number of different point of views. Disclaimer, I own nothing- everything belongs to Vampire Academy author Richelle Mead. Now...on to the story,,

Adrian's POV

Losing someone you love; Is waking in the dark, And not knowing, And not feeling, Shaking in the dark, the voice is gone.

Losing someone you love; Is dreams of agony, and reality of pain, Screaming voices, keys, locks, A broken heart, Kept in chains.

This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be it.

But it was, it was too late, there was no point in denying it.

Rose was dead.

I had the worst feeling possible in my stomach. Or was it my heart? It felt like something inside me sunk, and all I wanted to do was fall to the ground and cry.

But that wasn't it, no. I wanted to scream, I wanted to yell at the bastards who did this to her, the people who let someone as amazing as her be executed.

For something I know she didn't do...

Amazing was and unfair word to describe her. She was much much more, so hard to put into words at this point.

She was Rose Hathaway, My Little Dhampir,

Brave and strong, beautiful and confident. Her personality was like no others,- Was, what a horrible word?- she was snarky, hot headed, said what she felt and acted on what she wanted but I loved it, I loved it all.

Loved. It should be love, I would always love Rose and what I'd do to let her know...

I slammed the door to my room so hard the picture close beside it fell off the wall, the frame hitting the carpet with a thud.

I just stood there, not moving. My breathing was heavy, I could feel spirit's darkness taking over me.

No, why was this happening? Why did it have to hurt so much? Why did I have to care so much?

I did, so so much it was physically tearing me up inside.

It needed to go, I didn't like it. Pain mixed with Love and Anger.

Getting out of my frozen spot I rushed to the mini fridge I had to the side of my room. Grabbing the bottle I had longed for.

Rose would be pissed at me for this. I could just imagine her overreacting, yelling that she couldn't stand the smell, that she wouldn't let me kiss her until the smell was out of my mouth.

Digging through drawers I found the clove cigarettes. They were even worse. Rose would probably snatch them off me and start explaining all the deadly diseases I could get from them.

She should have been doing this, because she should have been alive. I should be able to see her beautiful face, to hear her laugh, the way she moves the way she talks.

For some reason I had a random thought, or was it regret? If I could go back in time, I would tell her those things, I would tell her she was beautiful instead of sexy and hot, because that's what she was.

God I missed this I thought as I took a long drag.

Tonight, along with many to come, would be spent like this.

Lissa's POV

This didn't feel real.

Like it was all a dream. A bad dream. A nightmare.

The worse dream I could ever have.

But looking around, the faces that surrounded me, the sorrow the pain. This wasn't a dream.

I couldn't breathe. I literally couldn't breathe.

I felt like I was falling as my vision clouded.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

She couldn't be dead. She had to be here, there was just no way. This was Rose, she got through things. She got through things and then came back, she couldn't just be gone.

Could she?

Dimitri's POV

I tried to fight.

I tried, but failed. I failed this just like I failed everything else.

I failed a promise I couldn't keep.

That I would protect her- that I wouldn't let anything happen to her.

But everything had been ruined. And it was my entire fault.

My bad choices.

One of them being to lie. To tell the biggest, most painful lie of my life.

That I didn't love her.

That I didn't love the person who was really my whole life. The person who was my other half, my soul mate.

My Roza

There's no worse pain, then the pain of losing someone you love.

Adrian's POV

I must have passed out at some point, it was a familiar feeling.

But what wasn't a familiar feeling, was the feeling of guilt.

Guilt? That's crazy since when have I ever felt guilty?

Rose wouldn't want you to do this a voice inside me whispered. I ignored it.

I grabbed another bottle and felt my face get wet.

Confused, I looked at the bottle. Did I spill it on myself?

Wait, I thought I haven't even taken the top off it yet. Man am I drunk.

I touched my eyes. I was crying.

After staring at the bottle for a while I finally twisted the top off and drowned some more down. Crying as I did so.

~3 Days Later~

The halls were empty as I stumbled down them. Careful not to trip on the flat surface.

I groaned really loud when I realised I didn't know exactly which way to go.

How did I forget?

I needed more alcohol and I needed it now.

I hadn't wanted to leave my room but after searching my room for an hour I was positive there was nothing to drink.

I had been to the bar hundreds of times but I couldn't seem to remember which direction to go, it didn't help that the earth was spinning.

"Adrian?" I heard a soft voice call.

I groaned again and turned to face a person I for some reason didn't want to see. "What?" I asked harshly.

"Ar-are you ok?" she asked her voice was breaking.

"Go away Lissa" I growled.

The look on her face displayed shock and tears started to fall from her already wet eyes. She took a step forward.

"Go. Away" I repeated. She sobbed, man she was always a wuss.

She shook her head. And then started speaking at a fast pace. "I know you really miss her, but you're not the only one—" She was going to continue but the glare on my face stopped her.

"I don't want to speak to you!" I yelled and felt myself stagger back.

"Please Adrian!" She pleaded pulling at her hair.

"Please what? What do you want?" I asked. She didn't say anything as tears dripped off her face. I snickered and walked the other way.

She ran up behind me and I felt her grab my arm. I turned so fast she took a quick step back, cowering. She was just as mucked up in the head as I was.

"I miss her too!" she screamed at me. "I loved her too! How do you think I feel? She was my bond mate!"

My fists clenched. "I know that" I growled. "You're so selfish Lissa, I know that you're upset, everyone's upset I just don't want to talk to right now!" I then turned and walked back to my room.

Stuff this!

I couldn't find the damn bar, and I didn't think I was gonna, maybe if I'm lucky I'll just pass out. I knew that Lissa was upset and I heard about her not wanting to leave her room, she had been going crazy and I was surprised to see her without Christian. She must have been looking for me.

I took a detour to my room and it ended up being a short walk. I was glad I didn't bump into anyone.

My walk sobered me up a little bit, and I didn't like it.

Or maybe not, I thought as suddenly my vision had clouded as I stood a few meters in front of my door.

I squeezed my eyes shut and held them, hoping that once I open them again I'll be able to see.

What, of course, I expected to see was the front of my door, but what I actually saw made me take several steps back.

Rose

Maybe I was still more drunk then I thought.

It was all emotional and depressing, I know! But the next chapters are different. Especially when Adrian has to face the fact that he could be seeing Rose's Ghost/Spirit.

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