Here's chapter two… sorry for right now the story doesn't seem to be going anywhere but I'm leading up to it kay! Read read read tell me what you think! Reviews will make me upload :) ideas welcome
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I woke up later. I don't know how much later. I had an uneasy set in my stomach. I felt hot and sticky. I turned to get off the cot but my stomach turned another way and bile rose in my throat. I clamped a hand over my mouth and made my way over to the tin can toilet. I spent the next five minutes wrenching my lungs out. Damn cold food. I didn't think it would have made me sick. Then again scarfing it down like a mad woman didn't help the cause.
I rinsed out my mouth in the tiny sink adjacent to the toilet. My stomach already felt sore from the heaving. I noticed a bottle of water in the corner of my cell. Lenny was sitting looking occupied with his head ducked in the newspaper. I picked up the bottle and took a few swigs of water testing to see if I would get sick again. Then I crawled back on the cot overwhelmed by tiredness and fell back asleep again.
I slept hard again. When I woke up dazed with grogginess I noticed a platter with some food on it. Even at the sight of food I got queasy again and I threw my legs over the cot and stumbled back over to the toilet barley making it.
When I washed my mouth out again Parker called out to me.
"Everything okay?"
I just nodded like a bobble head and collapsed back onto the cot. I eventually fell back sleep and when I did Adrian was there walking around in his room. I was curled up on his bed.
I didn't know what to say to him, he apparently didn't either since he stayed silent.
"I had to see you." He said simply. I stayed quiet. "I'm sorry, about last night, it caught me off guard, and it's been driving me crazy." He started mumbling and I couldn't catch what he was saying. It was the side effects from being a spirit user talking.
For a few minute after that it was silent.
"The Queen's funeral is tomorrow." He stated like he was making casual conversation.
I still had nothing to say. That was until I remembered the note that was still in my pocket.
"Adrian... I might have something that could help." I said unfolding the piece of paper. From the look on his face he looked like he'd hoped that the something that could help had been a bottle of liquor. I handed it to him and as he read it his eyes kept widening and widening and I think he even gasped.
"Rose! Why didn't you say anything about this letter? This is hard evidence! How- how did you even get this?"
"Ambrose gave it to me after addressing the courtroom yesterday… or the day before that. I lost track of time. What day is it?"
Adrian didn't answer; he kept looking at the paper. I studied him and observed the bags under his eyes.
"Adrian when was the last time you got some sleep?" I asked
He looked up at me and folded the paper back up handing it back. "Hold on to that Rose whatever you do don't let anybody see it and don't tell anybody about it." He looked very stern. If his eyebrows could go any lower they could pass for mustache.
He kissed my forehead and then he slowly kissed my lips.
"I love you little dampire. Now let's both catch some sleep." He squeezed my hand and then left me to my own dreams.
The next 24 hours were a blur. I slept and slept. There was nothing else to do. I had asked Parker to wake me up the nest time food was brought. I wanted to avoid the food poisoning escapade again. Eating my food while it was still fresh and hot and taking littler bights would help avoid that.
It was mostly quiet between Parker and me. None of us spoke but his presence was comforting all the same. It could be worse… I could have been alone. It could have been worse than that even. I could have been being guarded by Lenny. He took the day off to go to the Queens Funeral. I thanked my lucky stars.
It was a little after ten in the morning. I had asked Parker. The queen's funeral had started at 9:30. I decided to slip into Lissa's mind and see what was going on for myself.
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She was sitting in the front of a fancy church in the second row. I guess all the royals had been asked to sit up front. She had a tissue in one hand and Christian was holding her other hand. She was sniffling and Christian kept rubbing the outside of her hand in comforting patterns with his thumb.
She wasn't listening to the eulogy given up at the front of the church by the Father. She was concentrating on Christian. It was very comforting to be sitting next to him. She remembered observing him earlier this morning. He looked so good in his black suit. It made his shaggy hair look even more jet black and his eyes popped with the contrast stunning her.
Through her I could feel the immense love she had for him. She looked up at him and he looked back. He wiped a tear that had escaped with the back of his hand. The feeling of him touching her sent a jolt of shock and satisfaction through her body. If I didn't know any better they would have started making out right in the middle of the whole memorial. Lissa leaned against Christian's shoulder.
Man they had only been back together for less than a week. Good to see things were back to normal between them. I felt happy for her. I'd been more or less worried about Lissa when the two of them split. Christian and she were like one beat of the same heart. The two of them together was right. At least one good thing was coming out of this whole mess.
Through Lissa's eyes I looked around the rest of the Church. There were flowers everywhere. They looked like pink white and red roses. The queens Casket was in the Front of the church dead center. No pun intended. Around it were purple Lilac's. Off center there was a huge portrait of Queen Tatiana. She was in a gold gown sitting on a thrown looking chair. A stern look as on her face but it was a face of authority. In the front row all the Ivashkov's sat together. I saw Adrian Sitting next to his mother. He had a look on concentration on his face like he was thinking of something really hard.
I started listening to what the priest was saying. He invited a member of the family to come up and speak a few words on the Queen's behalf. Adrian's dad rose from his pew and made his way up to the front of the church behind the podium.
"Queen Tatiana, was my very dear aunt." He began. I could tell that he was going to be theatrical. "When I was a little boy, I was very close with her. I thought of her as more of a second mom. She helped teach me and formed me into the man I am today. Her views and passion in politics are something in which I have tried hard to pass over to my own children." He took a deep quivering breath. "She was the greatest ruler our world has long since known. Her decisions and rule have made our world a better place. She was a great woman, who to our sorrow endured a wrongful death. Right so, her found murderer, in her name, will be avenged." He was looking at Adrian then, the look on his face dripped in disappointment.
"Go to hell." I heard Christian mumble under his breath, and Lissa squeezed his hand.
I looked over at Adrian. He looked so pissed. I saw through Lissa's eye him try to stand. To do what? It looked like to tackle his father to the ground. Daniella pushed him down in his seat and I saw her whisper something in his ear.
Behind the podium Adrian's father spoke again.
"Furthermore, we will miss Her Majesty more than dearly, and even as a new Queen will take the thrown with a different name, the Ivashkov family will right so carry on her legacy. And in our world we will remember her forever, and she will reign on." He took a deep breath and did the sign of the cross. "God rest her Royal Majesty Queen Tatiana Ivashkov's soul." He said with loud clarity.
The congregation repeated the words and Lord Ivashkov went back to his seat.
A piano and Orchestra started playing then. I noticed the song, Redeemer by Paul Cardall.
It was beautiful; it made me want to cry along with everybody else in the church. All of the royals rose and filed in a line making their way to the casket. Each of them lit a candle in The Queen's memory and filed back to their seats. Lissa and Christian lit there candle, and turned to go back to their seats, but Lissa noticed Adrian still standing in front of the Coffin with an unfathomable expression of pain on his face. He was the only one standing up there. It was heartbreaking.
"Go on without me." she whispered to Christian. She walked over to Adrian and touched his shoulder. Adrian just stood there, looking like he'd never move again.
"Rose didn't do it Auntie I know you know that. Please help us find the truth." He whispered finally.
Lissa wrapped her arms around Adrian and He hugged her back holding on. Lissa had tears running down her face. I heard Adrian choke, a sound of sobbing and I could feel through Lissa one of his tears escaping and falling on top of her hair.
I got out of Lissa's head. I'd seen enough. And when I snapped out of the reverie, there were tears running down my own face.
"You okay in there?" Parker asked.
I wiped my tears away with the back of my hand embarrassed. "Yeah I'm fine, something at the Queens Funeral made me cry."
He looked at me questioning my sanity.
"Me and Lissa have this bond. I'm spirit bounded to her. I can get into her head and witness everything she does. She's at the funeral so that's how I saw." I gave him a rough conclusion.
"Huh. That's interesting." Parker said rubbing the stubble on his face. I'm pretty sure he still didn't understand what I was talking about.
"Yeah it comes in handy." I allowed.
A few minutes passed.
"So… what's going on in the funeral?" Parker asked
"Lord Ivashkov just gave a speech on his aunt's behalf on how he's going to avenge me."
"That's cold. I thought you two were together."
I chuckled, thinking of what would stir up if I was actually seeing Adrian's dad.
"No, I'm with his son Adrian." I sighed, thinking of Adrian, and how miserable he was at the moment. I wished I could have been the one there to comfort him.
"This is just my opinion but that's even colder. I'm guessing he doesn't approve?"
His comment made me laugh darkly. Adrian's dad defiantly didn't approve. I thought back to the night I spent at Adrian's house eating dinner with his friendly. "You always this good at guessing games?"
"I'm good at reading people. That's probably why I'm bad ass at Poker." Parker wiggled his eyebrows and I laughed.
That surprised me. "Oh yeah? I bet your all talk." I said
Parker walked over to a desk by the door and pulled out a deck of cards from the drawer and shuffled them in his hands.
"You want to bet?" he asked with a sly smile rising from the corner of his mouth.
"Bring it on." I said, waving my hand like a character in a kung Fu movie. A little friendly competition could be healthy.
He sat on the outside of my cell door cross legged and I sat cross legged on the other side. He shuffled and dealt out the cards between the bars of my cell. I mentally prayed Lenny didn't walk in. I wasn't that good at card games but I forgot all of that. Parker obviously wasn't either because I won the first 3 hands.
When we got tired of poker we played a friendly game of Bull shit. We were both really good at keeping a straight face which made the game more difficult. Parker was better than I was at calling bluffs. Eventually I called one of Parkers Bluffs though and erupted in a chorus shouting "Bull SHIT!" it felt so good to say since everything right now was bull shit in my life. We cackled on the ground together, the whole thing was ridiculous.
As the game progressed I forgot of all of my worries, and let loose of the tension in my muscles. I felt like my old self, and I had the most fun I had in 3 days.
A little while later I was still sitting on the floor of my cell. I was thinking about Dimitri again and then I started thinking about training. While I got out of this I really needed to hit the gym again. 3 days without practice and I knew I was going to have to seriously tone up again. After all I was still a guardian; I had to be physically up to the part.
Parker had gotten a call and had left me for the moment. When he came back he told me I had a visitor.
"You can let Abe down, you don't need to ask."
"It's not Mr. Mazur." He said looking at a piece of paper on a clipboard. I wondered idly who I could be. Adrian would wait till I was asleep if he wanted to talk. Maybe it was Lissa, but she was probably still at the Funeral.
"Who is it?" I asked
"Someone by the name of Bel- Belikov?"
My mind spun and my stomach dropped.
"I deny the request." I said flatly. Two could play at that game. I couldn't visit him when he'd been locked up, why should he see me?
Parker spoke my words into a speaker.
Words came back through the radio.
"Why?" I recognized Dimitri's voice.
I asked parker for the speaker and replied to Dimitri with my own voice.
"What's the matter comrade? Don't like the taste of your own medicine?"
"Don't call me that." He retorted.
"I deny the request of visitation."
"So you'll talk to me through a radio, but you won't let me in to see you? Why are you so stubborn?"
I liked hearing the sound of his voice. This was the most we had talked in a long time.
"See, you say that like you don't know the answer to that question. I'm not going to be the person that cracked."
"Your pride will get you in trouble."
"A little late for that Dimitri." I said. I recognized sadness in my voice. I more than liked the sound of his voice… I loved it. But I didn't want to see him. It would make me buckle at my knees and remind me of how he didn't want me anymore and I had a little too much on my plate to deal with those emotions right now.
I heard him sigh. I sighed too.
"It's going to be okay in the end Rose, you need to think positive and not let the others who don't believe in you opinions get the best of you. Keep your head high." It had been a while since I'd heard him give me a Zen lesson but instead of making fun of it this time, I tried to embrace his words.
"Thanks for the Zen lesson comrade."
"I can't see your face to tell if your being sarcastic or not. I'm guessing you are 'cause that's how you are Roza.
The old nick-name stirred emotions up inside of me. Why was he playing with me like that? It wasn't nice.
"I'm not being sarcastic." I said and I sighed.
"A first, I should write this day down."
"I haven't seen Lissa since the funeral and she was pretty upset. Take care of her for me." I didn't want Lissa to be upset, she couldn't take it. The dark magic would mess with her.
Dimitri could tell I was done talking. He said goodbye and he left. I gave Parker back the speaker. He had a look on his face that looked like he wanted to ask me a million questions.
"Later." I said simply.
I laid back on my cot trying to distract myself from Dimitri by making pictures out of the scaffolding on the ceiling. The exercise helped clear my head. Minutes after that I feel back into a deep sleep.
