Chapter 4
When classes finally ended I walked into Ms. Koski's office to find my mom…
"Why do you have a feeder?" She demanded, and as I entered she turned. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm, ugh, I'm," I was busted. I could see my mother's stake. Maybe it won't work. But it might.
"Ms. Hathaway why don't you sit down?" She was confused but sat down. "As I told you I have a spy."
My mother looked at me than back at Ms. Koski. "No," She said, finally, "She can't be."
"But, she is."
"No, my daughter she's…"
"A monster?" I offered, "A freak, a freaking zombie! Pick one!" I pulled out the necklace and began thumbing it, at least I couldn't hear their blood pump through their systems. The feeder girl was sitting in the corner, off in La La Land.
"Mom, face it, I'm the thing you were suppose to kill. Strigoi."
She looked like she was going to be sick. "But you don't look-"
"Well, I am. That's why I'm faster, that's why I'm stronger. I'm the spy!"
"I can't believe it." My mother said.
My temper and thirst got the best of me. "Well you better believe it, I'm going to be the Queen of all the Undead soon."
This stopped Ms. Koski and my mother's hearts I bet. "You're going to be what?"
"You heard me; I'm engaged to the king of all the Strigoi and the wedding is probably going to be at any time." I said, than showed them the small black band around my ring finger, they both gasped.
Not because of how pretty the ring was but about how shocking it was.
"Rose, why didn't you tell me?" Ms. Koski asked.
"It didn't seem relevant to the whole thing and besides, he or I might be dead before it even happens. Plus I never even wanted to marry him…" than I paused for a moment. "Well, my Strigoi wants to but the real Rose… Does not."
The both stared as if I had more to say. I didn't so I motioned to the feeder to come over and I sunk my teeth into her.
I could almost hear my mother's thoughts as realized how beastly her daughter was. What a sick creature I was.
How I should have a silver stake through my heart. And I totally agree with her.
Why couldn't I escape with the others?
Why couldn't I make it back to the academy alive?
I made it alright, but my heart stopped beating two months ago…
I sat in the library watching Eddie and Mia and Mason, wondering where Lissa and Christian were. Probably being happy, show love for each other. They at least can. I wonder what would happen if they found out.
If any of them found out.
"Hello Little Dhampir." A voice said behind me.
"Wondered when I was going to hear from you." I snarled turning to look into the face of Adrian.
"I thought you died."
"Well guess you're out of luck." I said, rolling my eyes.
He was totally… Drunk. He would probably follow me if I asked him to. I could lead him out, use compulsion on the guards and get him out. I could change him into one of us….
"Did you hear me?" Adrian asked.
"Huh? What?" I asked, snapping myself once again out of the violent life I call my reality.
"Day dreaming about me aren't you?" He asked a sneer in his voice.
"Yeah, what it would be like it you disappeared." I made a poof-ing motion with my hands.
"That's not very nice." He said, as though I was 5.
"Get used to it, I'm not nice." I snarled.
"You smell different." He said, cocking his head to a side. Oh not again, I couldn't deal with this if someone else found out on my first day.
"Have to go," I said, standing up and walking away. They called me back but were shushed. I walked till I was alone than I ran, up the stairs to the abandoned room to see what was left. My stuff was already set out when I got there. A pink sticky note was on the head of the bed.
Thought Christian and I could set up for you so you could come to the party. –Lissa
So that's why is smelt bad.
I looked at my old life and I was almost ready to cry. I threw my stuff near the desk and walked into the bathroom. I stopped at the mirror and looked at my monster self. I looked like the same Rose Hathaway from before.
But I wasn't.
I was dead, immortal, I was going to live forever and watch Lissa die old, to age. I wonder if I could keep my secret long enough for people to see that I wasn't aging.
I can't even remember some simple things sometimes.
What was my favorite color? Was it red...? Or blue?
When was my birthday? What did I do with Lissa? All that stuff seemed to fade away at times and I had to fight to hold on to it. I walked into my room and anger washed over me.
It wasn't Lissa's emotions, they were my own.
Why did I have to be a monster? I tore something.
Why did I need to kill people? Something smashed.
Why did I have to be me? I went on a rampage breaking things.
I wasn't in the mood to deal with this. I soon gave up and curled into a ball on the now torn blue sheets of my bed. Not like it mattered, I didn't need to sleep anymore. I needed blood.
The thought sent pain through me.
Thirst.
I hated it, I really do. There was a soft knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I said, not wanting Lissa or Mason to see this. It'll just mean to Christian that he was right. I was insane.
"It's me." Dimitri's voice rang through the wood of the door.
"Come in." I said, not caring if he saw.
I didn't care about a lot of things anymore. He walked in and shut the door behind him.
"What happened?" He asked, but I didn't answer because he already knew.
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