Hey guys :) I'm sooo sorry it took me so long to update. I know the chapter is really short, but I'm trying to figure out what to do with Stark and stuff. Hopefully in the next few chapters Stevie Rae will join the story :D
Stark
I awoke with a start, the memory of Zoey's soft skin on mine still vivid in my mind. I looked at the clock 9:48, we should have enough time to get back to the House of Night. I quickly started packing my bag, along with Zoey's. I glanced over at her body, her mouth had turned slightly upward sometime during the night. Hopefully she was doing good wherever she was. Just as I was about to open the door Damien walked in.
"I hope you don't mind, I came to see Zoey. Oh, and we're leaving to go back to the House of Night in an hour… because some of us are still fledglings," Damien said, walking towards the bed.
"She's doing okay I guess… I think she's in a different realm or something. I was talking to her in my dream lastnight," I told Damien.
"What!" he exclaimed, jumping up from the bed.
"Yeah, it didn't last long at all though; a minute max. She seemed to be searching for things to get her marks back. We didn't really have enough time to talk about it."
"Well, this time try to get more information. We probably need as much as we can get. Now come on I'll finish packing Zoey's stuff, you get her to the car."
I nodded and gently picked up Zoey's body, trying to avoid Damien's curious stare. "What?" I asked, still holding Zoey.
"You hold her like she's a porcelain doll," he commented.
"Well, she kind of is!" I almost yelled, infuriated that he would think Zoey would be any less fragile than a doll.
"Sorry, it's just… she's still a vampyre Stark. If she falls or trips or whatever, she's still going to be okay. You don't have to stress as much."
"I'm not stressing," I snapped, walking out of the door and out into the cold night. I felt Zoey shiver and realized Damien was right; I would have to start treating her like a regular vampyre even if she wasn't here. I wrapped my coat around her and set her down into the car, buckling her in. Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes once again as I looked at her limp body. I quietly got inside next to her and waited for the others to fill up the rest of the seats. Soon we were on our way to the airport, and I tried to sleep again… to see Zoey. I thought about what Grandma Redbird had been telling me about asking spirit for help. I don't want to do it in front of everyone though… I'll wait until we get to the House of Night.
Soon enough we were getting onto the plane and I once again buckled Zoey into the seat next to me. I started thinking about how much Heath had meant to Zoey… would he be with her? Where was Kalona? Why did Zoey have to die to kill him?! Soon a soothing voice filled my head and the last thing I heard before the darkness was, 'Sleep dear warrior, Zoey is strong.'
Zoey
"I see that even death could not keep you apart from your consort," Kalona said, walking up to me.
"Leave Heath alone!" I yelled, fed up with all Kalona's crap.
"Chill Zo, I can protect myself here. I can even protect you," Heath calmly said, grinning at me.
"My sweet A-ya, your goddess must not love you if you are dead. Come with me," Kalona's voice was so tempting, and I almost took a step forward. NO! my mind screamed , I frantically started backing up into Heath… but it wasn't fast enough. In two long strides Kalona was less than 6 inches away from me. I felt his cold touch along my cheek, and my body quickly responded.
"Zo, be strong," Heath whispered into my ear.
"Leave us be!" Kalona screamed as he flung Heath back into a tree. Thick ropes appeared and quickly tied him up so he could not move or speak.
"You know you want me, just give in. Leave your goddess, seeing as she has already left you," Kalona murmered into my ear. His wings enclosed me and were brushing against my arms, the cold making me shiver. "Make me warm, A-ya." All I could do to resist him was shake my head and keep repeating Nyx's name in my mind. But soon, his hands were travelling down my body and under my shirt. I squirmed in his grasp, and I couldn't deny the pull I had for him. That's it! Even though I didn't love Kalona, A-ya did! And so I relaxed into Kalona's arms and let myself enjoy his cold touch. As he planted kisses along my neck I could feel him smile, he thought he was victorious. But I could also hear the muffled screams that came from a tree behind me, and I wanted with all my heart to explain to Heath what was happening.
Kalona continued trailing kisses up and down my body, and soon my shirt had been discarded. My heart sped ahead, anticipating what would come next; but Kalona gently kissed me. I was confused at first, but then I understood. He wanted me to lead… so I deepened our kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands explored my welcoming body, leaving trails of fire across my skin. Once I had finally gave in and responded to Kalona's touch I felt an all too familiar burning along my waist and back.
Surprisingly, pulling away from Kalona was easier than I expected. I quickly put my shirt back on and ran back to Heath; untying him.
"A-ya?" Kalona shouted, furious that I had stopped.
"I'm not A-ya. And I've told you before. You are pure evil Kalona, and I will never love you like A-ya did," I responded, turning my back to him and walking away.
"You can't do this!" Kalona screamed, trying to grab my wrist as he followed me through the woods. I finally turned around to face him.
"No Kalona, YOU can't do this! You can't destroy innocent peoples' lives just for pleasure. You are going to die Kalona, and I will be the one to do it."
"You are going to be very sorry Zoey Redbird, because you will only live to see the death of your loved ones," was all Kalona said before he flew up into the air and out of sight. I turned around and looked for Heath, but he was no where to be found.
"Heath?" I shouted, running back to the clearing. I panicked, what had happened to Heath? As I got back to the clearing I saw him sitting on a log with his head in his hands. "Heath?" I said softly. He smacked my hand away and looked up at me.
"What the hell Heath?" I snapped.
"What do you mean what the hell?! I just saw you almost fuck a fallen angel! How about you try explaining that to me?" Heath yelled in my face. I had never seen Heath this way, and to tell you the truth I was scared.
"It's hard to explain Heath, but I promise it was only to get back to the House of Night. Look, I got my markings back," I replied, lifting up my shirt and turning around.
"Damn Zo, I'm so sorry… I don't know what came over me. I just thought… that you had given up. And I never thought you were that kind of person," Heath whispered, hugging me.
"I'm not Heath…" I whispered, hugging him back.
"So what markings are you still missing?" He asked observing my body.
"Just the ones on my face… the ones I got first," I replied.
"You got the ones on your scar back?" Heath asked surprised.
"Yeah, I saw Stark in his dream… and I got them back when we talked for a minute."
"Okay, well lets walk off all this stress. You need a break Zo, I never thought someone could look so bad here," Heath said, standing up with me and walking in a random direction.
