The falling sensation didn't last very long but then I realised that it was because I wasn't falling. I looked up and saw that Alec had grabbed hold of my hand and I was dangling off the balcony. I looked down seeing the hard concrete floor beneath me, making me shiver at the thought that I could have landed on it. Alec hoisted me up easily and carried me into the room and laid me on a bed I hadn't seen when I had first entered the room. I looked around and saw Rosie was on the floor, it looked as though Alec had pushed her out of the way to grab me.
"What do you think you were doing?" He walked angrily towards her by the balcony.
She stood up and put on a very sad expression, "I'm sorry Alec, I was doing what I thought was best for us."
"What's best for us! There is no us Rosie, there hasn't been an "us" for fifty years now!"
"But maybe we could try again, I could be your link and we could spend eternity together," she replied.
"I've already chosen my link," he growled. "Just get out of my sight."
She got up slowly and left the room staring at me as she left, if looks could kill, I would most certainly be dead. When she had left, Alec turned around to look at me.
"Are you ok?" He whispered.
"I'm fine," I stated.
"What did you say to her to make her angry?" He asked, raising his voice a little.
"What?" I questioned him, "What did I say?" Alec made it seem as though he was blaming this on me.
"Well you must have said something to make her so angry."
"Look Alec, she was the one looking for a fight not me," I stated, standing up and getting quite angry now.
"And you gave it to her," he retorted.
"She's delusional, not to mention jealous," I yelled pointing at the door where Darcy had left.
"All I'm saying is you shouldn't give her reason to start a fight."
"How dare you, she doesn't need a reason to start a fight, you don't know what happened. You said Rosie wouldn't hurt me and now she's just tried to throw me off a balcony!" I screamed at him.
"Well maybe she had no intention of hurting you; maybe you started the fight which pushed her to hurt you."
"You're unbelievable," I said dropping my voice to barely above a whisper. I started to walk away from him towards the door. I couldn't be bothered to fight anymore. I didn't understand how he could defend Rosie; maybe he still loved her. Well whatever the reason he was out of order blaming this on me, he didn't know what had happened. I opened the door, my clothes making a slopping sound as I moved, soaked from the rain. Rosie was standing outside looking smug with a huge grin spread across her face, obviously she had listened to everything that had been said. I walked to my room, which wasn't that far away. As I was entering my room, I heard Rosie talking to Alec.
"It's ok baby, maybe you two just weren't meant to be linked."
"Go away Rose," Alec replied.
And with that I slammed my bedroom door shut behind me.
When I was dry and had fresh clothes on, I collapsed on my bed, my head resting on my pillow, staring up at the ceiling. I felt a cool breeze rush by me and then I realised that there was something next to me. I jumped. It was only Alec. He had lain on the bed next to me, looking at the ceiling also. I sighed. We were silent for a while before Alec decided to say something.
"I'm sorry," he said.
I didn't say anything.
"With the Placing coming up, I'm stressed, I can't help it, I'm sorry. It doesn't help that Maveric keeps piping on about my link either," he said in a pleading tone, trying to make me forgive him.
I stayed staring at the ceiling quite.
"Darcy," he whispered turning his head to look at me.
"She was looking to hurt me Alec, right from when she saw me walking her way. I tried to avoid her but she wouldn't let me past, so I decided to tell her the truth, which she didn't seem to like. I didn't know she was jealous enough to try to kill me."
"Just from now on, don't say anything to her," he sighed.
He still didn't seem as though he thought Rosie was the one who started this. It made me angry but I was too tired to start arguing again. I stayed silent, listening to the rain beating on the balcony doors.
"How long will this storm last?" I asked changing the subject.
Alec turned his head back towards the ceiling again. "Maybe a week, or two."
Alec stayed, longer than he ever had before. We just talked, about anything and everything. I had to admit, it was fun, and I hadn't spoken so freely to anyone like I did with Alec for a long time. I think work had taken up most of my time back at home; I rarely had a social life, which made me sad because I realised that I had wasted my life.
"Alec I need something to do here," I said, it must have been the early hours of the morning, my voice was sore from talking so much.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"I mean, I'm wasting my days here, practically not doing anything, I want something to do."
"You'll get bored of doing things after a while."
"What do you mean? No I won't."
"When you live for hundreds of years, it all gets a bit repetitive," he stated.
"Well I don't have hundreds of years, I only have now."
He frowned. "You have hundreds of years too."
I scrunched up my face in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"As long as I keep drinking from you, you'll be immortal, well unless, you know, you're thrown off a balcony, or stabbed or something else fatal."
I was stunned. "You never told me that!"
"I'm sorry, it's just obvious to me, I didn't even think to mention it."
"I don't think I could live as a long as you, I'd go insane."
"No you won't, they'll be lots of things to do once I'm leader of the Valik."
"But won't I look awful; I mean a couple of hundred years won't help anyone in their looks."
He laughed slightly, "You'll look the same," he stated. "You'll stay young as long as I keep drinking."
"Oh," I wasn't sure if I did want to live for hundreds of years, but then again, I'm sure lots of people would love to have extended lives, I mean if I got bored, I could always, well, die.
I closed my eyes, getting dizzy from tiredness.
"Do you mind living as long as me?" He asked.
"No….I…." I had more to say but I never managed to say it, trailing off into a deep sleep.
