Wow, and I thought I was dreaming that I was typing this so soon. This chapter has something about Damen. Suit yourself. ;)

I miss sitting on my favorite chair.

Gazing at all of the living room's decorations, Halloween did come and shared its solitude and creepiness. I shift my position to a lazy one as my back isn't really up to the chair's front. Changing into a black shirt and gray slender pants, I realized I'm in lazy mode now.

I touched my head, hoping for it to drain some thoughts I want to delete from my mind. It banged so much until now. I hope Drina's happy because you know, I'm not exactly glad tonight after I went home. Why?

Because Drina has this appalling habit of reappearing every time she isn't needed to appear, especially if not permitted and not prohibited to come. Even if it kills her, she's too stubborn and will really come.

Especially when such her habit almost killed her if it weren't for me.

Let's just say this is a very boring story of my life for those who yearn for horror stories in this time of the month for this is… what, fairytale? For Drina, yes although she hates to hear about it from me which makes it a block mail advantage for me (in any way, if it's needed)

So to cut my very long story of my life, I became a ward of a church in some view point of my once frivolous childhood life. I was once lonely kid who wants to be alone and always in privacy wherein in those times, I tried finishing what my father wanted to finish.

I thought that if he can do it, I can, too because I'm his son and an assistant to him, and besides, it's his ambition to finish this kind of project. I was sort of inspired to complete my father's last work.

Until then one day, Drina pulled me out of my comfort zone and we became friends. I was introduced to her circle of friends and look, sometimes we all hang out together, sing church songs and nostalgic memories like that. I felt a little light like the world suddenly was lifted out of my shoulders.

And one of the biggest mistakes and blessings of my life occurred.

I was commanded by the priest who adopted me to a task. He counted on me as protective cloak, gloves and any other face and body hiding materials are all on me. You know the 'Black Death' that happened in Europe in 1348 – 1350? Probably yes, because that's in history.

And that's the worst years until the 19th century. Unfortunately, we were around at that time where people started dying even on the streets and that's exactly the time that when I was about to go back to our church, I heard a frail familiar voice calling out to me.

There she was. Lying so peacefully at the baggage side of the coach, she's even smiling even if she's already infected with the sickness because of following me out of her stubbornness that she wanted to go with me.

The next thing I knew, everyone was on their death the boy with his blond tousled hair messed while his eyelids cover his deep navy blue eyes (yeah, complete opposite of me) looks like he's a corpse, yet he's sleeping with a very high fever. The one who shouted and strangled me the time I came back for making Drina sick was lying weakly before me.

I don't know what's gotten into me but, my hand voluntarily got what I needed and though it's perfected already, I don't know if it will work for it's not tested yet. Even if I knew this, I made her drink one, too after I drank one.

I was… afraid to lose someone who's been closed to me.

Then, that's where everything began. I still remember her young voice inside my head, making an oath that up until now, I didn't really mean to take it so seriously like her.

"We'll be forever together!"

The flames flickered in the fireplace as my eyes gazed over it. Even if the fire radiated heat and warmth as my roommate, it just feels so frigid and chilly to be alone in my dark living room.

Forgetting about things I want to forget even for such a short time, my mind answered to what I plea. One thing immediately conquered my absent mind.

Ever Bloom.

The current incarnation of the one who owns my heart from the very beginning we first met.

Crossing my arms folded across my chest, hoping to add a little glow of warm to my system, I want to close my eyes and deny the fact that I need to stay away from her. Yes, stay away from the enchanting goddess of my life.

To see Drina mingle with Haven and Evangeline like that, to discern how she seems to be bemusing me with her charms and to observe how she seemed to be pleased after meeting Ever properly. Oh yeah, I should've continued to persuade her to move on last night we were in St. Regis Hotel. Well, as if I could talk with her chats about her life and our life, whether it's past, present or whenever if possible, future.

She might blast on Ever. You know that I won't and you won't like that. So I need to stay away from Ever like I have the world's most pandemic disease. Even if it is to protect her, I will do that and resist being hurt in this process.

Knowing that it aches to stay away from Ever, I grinned after thinking a brilliant idea. One word: Dreams.

The last time I peeked into her dream was the time I admired her for seeing me.

"Riley?" She mumbled, mistaking me for her little sister, Riley. "Is that you?"

I was lazing around while observing her sleep but now she seemed to notice me. As I didn't move, she continued to mutter lowly, "Listen Riley, I'm exhausted, okay? I'm sorry if I was mean to you, and I'm sorry if I upset you, but I really don't feel like doing this now at-" She lifted the pillow and opened one eye to peer at her alarm clock. ''At three forty-five in the morning, so why don't you just go back to wherever it is that you go and save it for a normal hour, okay? You can even show up in that dress I wore to the eighth grade graduation and I won't say a word, scout's honour."

Wow, I would like to see that for myself of what she looked like then and I thought she was just dreaming another dream. "I said I'm sorry, okay? What more do you want?"

"You can see me?" I asked in surprise that she caught me (well, as a mysterious shadow form) as I pushed away from her desk. "Of course I can see –" and then she's awake after a couple of hours as daybreak entered into the horizon.

After recalling that, I shut my eyes and drifted away to the dream world.

Dreaming is important. Dreams are significant. ;) Hope this still works even w/out a beta lol.