A/N: This story and Life is Haunted are 100 pages in word! Wow, Yay and all good things.

Now, you have to review this chapter for two reasons:

I don't know if it's in English, makes sense, fits in the plot or is "realistic" for the story

I did this chapter for you, when I was half dying and none of my friends noticed I was sick.

I'll explain, I was sick when I wrote this, like -sleeping and waking up with no energy and no sense of time and then dreaming you were making food and believing you were and then waking up hungry- sick. I don't know if I had a temperature because I was crazy and can't remember much of the stuff that actually happened in reality when I was sick, just the dreams. Anyway, the point is that you have to tell me if it sounds like it was written by someone who was insane and then you have to review anyway (yes, this is a pity review) because I bothered to do this when I was sick.

Sorry to be annoying with long A/N but to lizzie3Dimka: Thank you, this is cruel of me but that means a lot, that was kinda my goal when I wrote that, ha-ha, I hope it gets happier for you.

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Now on with the story, I promise it will get less confusing and more revealing (you might actually get to see a whole day through one POV!) very soon, as in chapter after this soon.

Chapter 27

Song: I don't care by Apocalyptica (yes, I'm doing that now...)

Adrian's POV

Everybody has limits.

This crosses a line.

How many times can I be expected to try?

I was extremely worried, but I hadn't helped so far, so what was the point?

I was literally going crazy for her, not drinking and letting the effects of spirit get to me.

But she was doing absolutely nothing, she didn't want me around.

It can't be all about her, sometimes I have to think of myself, but I don't anymore.

If she's hurt, then I have to be there.

Well, not tonight.

Tonight, she had crossed a line. We had an agreement. She lied.

So here I was, in my room, drinking as much as I liked- which happened to be a lot. I didn't want to feel the sting of betrayal and the constant ache of fear for her. Tonight I was going to pretend to be as blind as Lissa because she had pretended that she was sleeping.

I had had a suspicion at the time that it wasn't true but I knew now that it wasn't.

She might be doing it for a reason, but I don't care.

I had snuck in using compulsion on the dorm matron, but now I regretted it. Her room was silent, empty. She wasn't asleep, she wasn't even here! If she hadn't lied so well, I would have gone to find her. But she didn't just hint that she was asleep here, she had outright said she was. I sat down on the bed, staring into the darkness. I felt rejected. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, I was Adrian Ivashkov!

"I wish I could trust you, Little Dhampir."

I'm not saying this is time for goodbyes, but I trusted you, I loved you... I still love you.

Tomorrow – with a hangover – I'll find out what's happening.

But not now, now I'm giving in...

I left her room with an increasing feeling on oncoming doom and the sinking sense of deceit. It felt like I had been evicted from my own house. Something that I had thought was so perfectly sweet and spicy suddenly turned sour. I had my self control hanging on by a thread...But I was letting it go, willingly.

The fuzz covered my mind, my powers blocked, I felt safe. I felt invincible. But I wasn't a superhero and she wasn't an innocent victim to save. Liquid courage or not, I knew the truth, she didn't want to be found.

Rose's POV

I thought I had known what it felt like to be alone.

But I had been wrong, my friends were there for me then and my subconscious had known that even if I had not accepted it.

Now, I knew.

Because I had told them I was asleep, nobody knew, nobody cared. But most importantly, nobody would come. If I screamed, who would hear?

Everything seemed so pointless, where was I even going? My feet were moving but it wasn't purposeful. I had been forced to leave the cabin by the creeping sense of danger in my mind, I felt like someone was watching me. So, I had left to find somewhere else to lay in self pity and self hatred.

Why the hell did you do that?

Are you on a mission to destroy everything?

If this was a movie, I would get killed now and nobody would realise for weeks because nobody would know where I really was and they would believe I was fine.

I deserved that, so of course death did not come.

This was more torturous anyway.

I left the CD addressed to me playing on repeat, as I sat on the bed in the Cabin.

The song was so sweet, if only used in some other context it would have been beautiful.

I had to distract myself from crying, I hadn't shed a single tear yet. I wasn't giving in yet.

Standing up I walked towards the CD player...

"Love is forever..."

And we'll die
we'll die together
And I
I will never Don't trust me.
Cause our love
Will be forever

The words stood out from the page suddenly as I was standing over it.

"And we'll die
we'll die together
And I
I will never
Cause our love
Will be forever" They rung out from the speakers now, too.

But this time, I was not weak. I had come to the realisation now, and the mystery person's threats were empty. Let him burn in hell. He was gone from my life. I saw with my own eyes, he left! I didn't know all the answers yet, but it's obvious. Like the flames against the night sky, so clear yet so easy to not see.

Why was he here?

How was he here?

Why me?

What was his problem?

Well... I could guess what his problem was.

I gasped, composed myself, turned off the CD player, sent a deadly glare out into the night through the small window and left.

I would not care.

Yet, with that determination in my head, I still couldn't force out the whirlwind of thoughts.

What has Christian got to do with this? Since when did anyone else call him Pyro?

And Lissa? Why was she getting a CD?

I had grabbed the CDs on my way out, once I had closed the cabin door I had thrown mine against it, effectively shattering it and then torn up the sheet of lyrics. But Lissa's? I was going to give it to her.

That was the nature of this depression, I wanted to hurt everyone else.

Now, as I walked along the tree line bordering the school I wanted Lissa to have it so she could have some clue, some idea, about who I was now. Or maybe it was fear of him.

Eddie's POV

"You can't be serious!" He cried, distressed.

"Look, it's not like that... You were there; you know what it's like with her... I don't like her in that way!" I half shouted back.

"So, what? I'm supposed to ignore all this?..." he continued on.

We sat here, glaring for a long time. Christian had seemed to come to the realisation that I was in some way a risk to Rose. I had also come to a realisation that he knew something that he wasn't saying. An hour after the others had left; I broke the silence and the tension hanging in the air.

"I don't understand this exactly, but I'm sorry. I just can't help thinking your hiding something that we all need to know."

"Oh, I'm the one hiding something?" and so it had started.

Christian thought that I was in some way hurting Rose, yet had to explain how. I had thought Christian knew something about Rose that he wasn't saying but now, I realised. He had known something about me he wasn't saying. Which was good, we didn't need this to cause anymore chaos in our small group. If he could believe it, so could they. He was wrong and I had to convince him of that.

"Calm down," I interrupted him, "What exactly are you saying?"

"Are you trying to destroy her? I mean, she can't deal with this right now! She already has fans but she trusts you! This has gone too far!"

"Whoa... What are you talking about?" I stopped him again, trying to understand.

"I see the way you look at her. Rose doesn't need another love sick guy following her around, much less someone she trusts going psycho on her because they have an infatuation."

"What?"

"No, I do not have a crush on Rose. I can see... why other people are attracted to her but I don't think of her that way. She's like my sister. You were in Spokane. Things changed after that, even you protect her. And as for the things you're accusing me of doing..."

The conversation continued on for what felt like forever. We didn't agree but curfew was fast approaching so he let me leave and vowed to ruin my life if I did anything to her overnight. Great, he was my friend. Hate to think what enemies were like.

Christian's POV

I sighed and stared out the window, today had been long and tiring but I couldn't sleep until I had figured out my thoughts.

I was taking my frustration out on Eddie when he wasn't entirely at fault. But he wasn't perfect either. I had heard the rumours for the first time on my way to diner.

"Rose and Castile..."

"Yeah, they're totally together!"

"What about Ivashkov? I thought she was with him..."

"Whatever, she's a slut."

"She's probably with both of them."

"At least with Castile she doesn't have to worry about having another abortion."

"Ooh, Another abortion?"

"Didn't you hear? That's why she was gone for like 2 weeks. The guardians said she was sick."

I shook my head and walked faster towards Lissa's dorm, making sure to avoid going in ear-shot of anyone as we walked to the cafeteria together. This would kill her.

Eddie probably started this to get Rose's attention. How could he do this to her?

Adrian had assured me after lunch that she was okay for now, but how long would that last once this got out?

I needed something bigger, something to rule this out of the gossip chain before it spread.

And I knew exactly what I could do.

I had a little vengeance to be repaid.

Courtesy of Jesse and Ralf this would be over tomorrow.

Adrian's POV

Goodnight Rose...

I laughed as I watched some war movie that was playing on the TV; it was one in the afternoon for the humans. They were all blowing each other up and screaming obscenities at each other. If only it was this easy to kill Strigoi.

I laughed again and pretended to be shooting things around the room with a rifle, making sound effects.

After a while I fell onto the bed and let the night swallow me.

Lissa's POV

I smiled happily imagining all my friends in bed by now, sleeping peacefully.

Adrian was probably dream walking with Rose, still trying to seduce her.

Christian would be dreaming about having his parents back as he so often did.

Eddie would be surrounded by friends in the boy's dhampir dorm, sleeping restfully.

Tomorrow we would finally get to hang out, all of us for once, happy.

I put my head on my pillow and fell asleep with a small smile still on my lips, imagining us all sitting in the sunshine laughing. Of course we couldn't go in the sun but it was a pleasant dream.