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When I woke up I had to assume it was not long after I fell asleep, except I wasn't awake, I was in a dream, Adrian's dream. We were in Saint Vladimir's church, the attic to be specific. Adrian was sitting under the stain glass window smoking a cigarette.
"Can you not?" I wanted to go hug him but I can't stand the smell of cigarettes. He dropped it and instead of stamping it out, it just disappeared. "I walked over and gave him a hug."
"Little Dhampir, house your jailhouse slumber party going?" I rolled my eyes. Adrian pat his lap and I sat on it hugging his neck. He stroked my hair for a while. "I'm waiting for someone else to fall asleep so I can bring them as well. I raised an eyebrow but he simply shook his head. I told Adrian everything my father told me earlier and he just laughed. "I'd like to make fun of him but I have a feeling we shouldn't take what he said at face value." Just like earlier I decided to ignore the nagging feeling I got.
A moment later I seen someone materialize in front of me, my mother. I wasn't expecting her at all. Adrian didn't seem to either, he looked confused, "Where is Lissa?" My mother looked confused as well, she's never been in one of these dreams. "I'll explain when you wake up Ms. Hathaway. Where is Lissa?"
"How do I get h..."
"Where is Lissa?"
"I just went to sleep, she said she was going to bed too, but I don't understand how I'm..." I coughed.
"Wait!" I looked into Lissa's head, it was hard. Her mind seemed foggy. She was crying in the bathroom. She was leaning against the bathtub in the downstairs bathroom in our townhouse. She was in pain, she wasn't just missing me, she felt bad for me, and her arms hurt. She looked down and her wrist was slashed open. I was absolutely horrified. I was so shocked I felt like I fell out of her head. In a way I did.
When I was back in the dream Adrian and my mother looked at me with matching scared expression. I literally screamed at my mother. "Wake up and get Lissa! She's hurting herself, get Christian, get Dimitri, get Eddie! STOP HER!" I completely lost it and was crying hysterically. Adrian held me and let me cry. "Adrian you have to go too! You have to..."
"Shh, I'll stay here so you can tell me when she gets help." I started to calm down, I looked at him. I stopped crying but then I seen his eyes. He was compelling me!
"How dare you! Stop that." I see Adrian blink to focus on me. "Send me back, let me go to her!"
"Your in prison Rose! Check on her, I'm sure your mother is there now." I grabbed both of his hands and focused all of my thoughts on Lissa. I slipped into her head and felt the foggy haze in her brain before anything else. I seen her still on the bathroom, but my mother was there. Thank you, oh thank you. Goodness. She was cleaning her arms, being motherly. She wasn't very helpful emotionally, but just being there seemed to help Lissa a little.
Dimitri came into the little bathroom, he let his pain show. Immediately he did the same for Lissa, my mother stopped him. "Go to Rose, be there when she wakes up, she's going to be heartbroken. She knows she told me in a weird dream." It felt good to know my mother was thinking about me too. Dimitri hesitated for only a moment before leaving.
I kept watching my mother cleaning my, Lissa's, arm and putting the bandages on. It was a rare moment I seen her being maternal and it made my heart ache. I had always wished she was like that with me, all the time. The few times I seen this made it extra special though.
Lissa eventually stopped crying. "Princess, you need to drink more water, you'll feel much better when your sober." I hadn't even realized Lissa was drunk again. I feel the haze in the bond, but I looked right through it because I was so concerned. Now I felt angry, and it wasn't from the second hand hangover beginning to form, or darkness, it was from jealously and betrayal.
She told me she was taking her anti-depressants. Lissa promised me no more alcohol, she shouldn't have had to drink. I was subconsciously going through her mind, when I found something that pulled me from my rage. Lissa felt a sadness not caused by darkness, but by me. It was almost like she thought... I died.
I was pretty sure I was crying in my own reality, but I couldn't pull myself away from the sadness in Lissa. I started to get angry again. Victor did this to her, to me. I wasn't sure how but it was him.
I heard my name being called but it took me a while to process it. "Rose, Rose!" I seen seen Dimitri standing at my cell bars once again, he had a mild look of sadness and worry but he masked it well. "Roza, come her." I got up slowly and went to him. Just like earlier he wiped under my eye. "She's okay now, you did all you could, you warned us." Unlike what he was trying to do, his statement pushed me off the edge.
"No! It's not. This shouldn't have happened to me in the first place! She was doing so much better, and now she basically thinks I'm dead! Dimitri he won't leave us alone, he did it so I'd get killed. He wants her alone so he can take advantage of her..." Dimitri shushed me with a confused but reassuring look.
"No, I told you I'm going to get you out of here. No one did this to you, it's just a mistake." I swatted his hand away. Rage was building up inside me again.
"No! Sleeping past your alarm is a mistake. This is Murder! I was set up! Someone used my stake and left it at the crime scene." I felt like I was about to explode. "Victor Dashkov set me up! I know he did, I..." I felt my knees give out and I dropped to the floor. I grabbed onto the bars and pulled myself up to a kneeling position, I was breathing heavily. My mind was spinning, I seen darkness on the sides of my vision. Dimitri came down and held my face forcing me to look at him.
"Roza calm down!" He pulled himself together, "Roza, Roza please calm down this isn't good." I tried, but my eyelids began feeling heavy and everything around me started to fade. "No rose hold on." He let me go and ran to the door he came through.
When he came back 2 guardians where with him. One of them was on her phone and the other was looking at me warily. He slid a card on my cell lock. Before the man could come in Dimitri pushed past him and kneeled in front of me. The guardian quickly regained his composure and tried to pull Dimitri away. Dimitri didn't even flinch when he grabbed his shoulder. He simply shrugged him off. The guardian looked closer to my age and looked as scared of Dimitri as I would, internally, a strigoi. I didn't however, I felt safe with Dimitri.
Dimitri pulled me into him and I slowly felt the pain in my whole body, go away. He began stroking my hair, and whispering things in Russian. The guardian tapped Dimitri on the shoulder. "We have to take her to the hospital, no one can come this late at night so we have to take her and you need to leave." He seemed unsure of himself but the guardian continued. "If you could follow me, we'll let you know when she gets out." Dimitri didn't budge.
"I'm coming with you, wherever she goes I go." If Dimitri ever gave me the look he gave him I would have agreed as well.
"The ambulance will have a stretcher down here in a few minutes." Dimitri shook his head and picked me up as if I weighed nothing. He held me bridal style as we went up the elevator and continued talking to me probably so I'd stay awake. I managed to get out one lame joke.
"I'm so glad I've gotten to play damsel in distress a lot recently, but honestly comrade, I like kicking your but in the gym a lot more. Can't wait to get back to that, But I guess we'll be playing house soon. I'm sure that'll be just as fun." I tried to sound excited about that last part but the thought made me more uneasy.
Dimitri smiled at me, a genuine one that made my heart stop. I still didn't understand how he could be so excited for this baby when at times I feel it's ruining my life. I scolded myself for thinking such a thing. Dimitri brought me outside and loaded me on a stretcher. I was put in an ambulance and Dimitri hoped in the back with me. He kept stroking my cheek and playing with my hair. Out of pure exhaustion, and not whatever got me on this hospital field trip, I fell asleep. Getting pulled into a familiar sensation, Adrian's spirit dream.
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