The next chapter is the last I do believe. Eh, it happens.
Waking up after sleeping on the ground for hours was not at the top of Rose's list of things to repeat. Her neck and back hurt, and her arms had imprints of the rocks that were on the ground. Stretching her arms above her head, Rose closed her eyes and scanned the area. Satisfied that there was no danger in the area, she stood.
What to do?
She had the oddest dream. It started out like every other nightmare, flashes of all the horrors she's seen. The Strigoi, the murder, the bloodshed, it was enough to give even the bravest of Guardians a queasy stomach.
Switching from the flashbacks, the dream morphed into the recurring nightmare she's been having since receiving Adrian's letter. Rejection. Not that she thought she didn't deserve it, she knew she did, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
But the dream was different this time. Rose felt the change as the dream took shape. Like someone was watching. And more than that, after Adrian's rejection, he came back. Never before had that happened. Usually she'd wake with a start and have to cry herself back to sleep. But not this time. He came back.
But what did that mean?
What to do?
Rose started to walk around to the front of the gas station when she reached in her pocket, and came up empty.
Where is it?
The letter was gone. Rose quickly checked all her pockets, her bra, and socks. When she found nothing, she ran back to the dumpster and searched the ground.
"Omigod, where is it?"
Rose slid to the ground, replaying the night before. The tree, the park, she'd had it then. Gas station, dumpster, she had it when she fell asleep.
Rose froze. Realization seeped into her mind and she gasped in horror. What if someone was watching her dream? What if the reason Adrian came back in her dream was because he was there? What if she gave him the letter? Was it possible?
What did it mean?
What to do, what to do?
Adrian had been walking the streets of Missoula for about an hour. He'd been out since 6pm. All he had was a picture and a very determined self conscious.
She's here somewhere, keep looking.
"Why am I listening to you again?"
Because . . . I'm right.
"Wouldn't that, by default, make me right?"
No, because you're wrong.
Adrian shook his head. Walking down the main street, he stopped everyone he saw and asked if they knew where she was.
No one knew.
Accepting defeat, and tuning out the endless chatter in his head, Adrian walked down to the public park. Reaching one of the benches, Adrian sat down. Gazing up at the sky, he sighed.
"Where are you Little Dhampire?"
"S'cuz me." Adrian felt someone pulling on the leg of his pants. Looking down, he saw a small brown haired boy. He was young, too young to be here alone, and before realizing it, Adrian was looking around for his mother. Spotting her on her phone about four yards away, Adrian relaxed and gave his attention to the child.
"Yes?"
The boy took his hand out of his mouth and picked up the picture that was on the bench next to him.
"I knob dis laby." He said matter-of-factly, waving the photo in front of Adrian.
Adrian looked around, again, watching as the boy's mother finally realized he was missing. He had to make this quick.
"Where is she?"
"She was in da twee." He said, pointing toward the giant tree in the center of the park.
"She comes ebry night, wite 'fore I go hobe."
The little boy's mom had spotted him and was calling.
Adrian smiled at the boy. "Thank you so much." He said, glancing at the mother who was now getting angry. "But it looks like you need to go, your mom's getting angry."
The little boy nodded, dropped the picture, and walked away.
Well that was oddly unexpected, and helpful. What to do?
"We wait." Adrian said, grinning.
Depends on my Mom's homework, I may update again today lol. R&R!!!!!!!!!!! xD