You hate me. I know. Please don't. I have like 5 chapters to upload! It's my forgetting to upload not my forgetting to write! Of course I wouldn't forget if people reviewed, because I like making reviewers happy, so I try to upload when I read reviews.
Anyway, I know you can't wait anymore. This is like the crazy-worst chapter in the whole story. I think it was because I was reading Gossip Girl when I wrote it... Hmm... Never mind! It is kinda funny...
I don't own anything (in this story) you know what I mean.
Chapter 15
Eddie was seeing signs. Adrian was seeing darkness. Christian was seeing something so obvious, so fixable that it couldn't be fixed. They were all seeing Rose.
Rose wasn't seeing anything, flashes of light sparked thoughts that she refused to acknowledge.
Lissa's face. Smiling and young, before all this.
Dimitri's form the first time she'd seen him, outside the window hiding in the shadows.
Lissa's screams that night as she dreamed. The only reason she'd seen Dimitri outside the window.
Suddenly Lissa's feelings crashed into her, she'd been avoiding them, putting up a mental wall but it crumbled.
She got to her feet, not knowing where she was going, but desperate to get out.
Can you believe in dreams, Rose? Or are you too far gone?
Somewhere a clock was ticking, so cliché, thought Lissa. She hurried from the library, letting the cold, harsh wind whip her hair into her face and sting her eyes.
But there was a clock ticking, one the guardians were watching carefully. Waiting to catch late students after curfew.
Why are you bothering with curfews and small issues of the naive, Dragomir Princess? Whatever happened to best friends forever? I think you are forgetting that those with big hearts may have more room for love in their hearts but also more to shatter, a greater space to fill when that heart is shattered.
Poor Vasalissa, you're forgetting more than the time, you're forgetting what life really is - Not that simple.
Adrian wondered what had happened to Rose. He missed her. Only, he knew all too well what had happened to her.
He wondered if it would have been better if he'd convinced her to love him before the attack on or if it would have been better to leave her alone so she could love Dimitri fully, spend all the precious time she had, with him.
Too little, too late, Ivashkov, daddy can't pay for this problem to go away.
Why do you care party boy? Has something happened to you, too? Call an ambulance, I think I'm delusional, this looks like love.
When is it too late to save someone?
Maybe this was the question they should have been asking themselves. Hello, nobody cares about curfew or whether you made the right choice, Rose certainly doesn't.
Can you here the sirens? I'm calling this an emergency.
Oh and it's not short, it's fun-size, in a very dark way.
I'm uploading more chapters now so hold off on the sigh, it's not the end of the world.
If you don't review of course... well... bye-bye chapters.
Jokes... or maybe not. Review just to be safe!