Rose P.O.V.
Seven times... three days since Cade and I went to town, Seven times he had already somehow made me pissed off. First it was the laundry incident; he placed a red sock into the washing machine with white clothes (I wanted to help out). Then came the kitchen incident where he had placed a ton of hot sauce into the spaghetti, we knew it was him when we saw an empty 250g bottle of hot sauce (recently bought) under the table right in front of where he sat.
At first he kept denying it was him, but after a while he suddenly said that it was him. (ugh seriously?! what is wrong with that boy). Then came incident after incident after incident that... I can't take it anymore. I need a break! And it didn't help that he keeps getting in between me and Zack, not like I was trying to start a relationship with him but it was so annoying!!!
I looked at the clock. 10pm... ugh I need to get to sleep.
/dream land/
Running up stairs then entering a rooftop. the sky was died of black and the faint color of red. Someone was lying dead on the cold cement facing away from me, his blood slowly tinting the ground he was on.
This was the scene I came to, suddenly a loud 'gong gong gong' echoed through the air, the lands, the sky, it all vanished as if it were paper being burnt. Darkness spreads all around me.
The silence was broken by a whisper.
"Please... help... find... cant see... ... hurts..."
I turn around... D-devon? it was a man who looked like... him... but older. He was looking at something in the sky... no he was looking at nothing. his irises have dulled.
Only now did I notice the man's situation. cuts and bruises littered his body. flakes of dried blood clung onto his cheeks as if they were tears. chains shackled his arms, legs, and neck, lifting him up a few feet of the ground.
"w-what ha-h-happened t-to you?" I muttered barely above a whisper as I was still in shock seeing... this.
the man just continued to stare into the void. could he not hear me? I looked at the man's face and saw emotions that I did not notice before. in his eyes was a crows of feelings, fear, anger, hatred, regret disgust, and... love?
He continued to repeat his chant now a bit more audible.
"Please help... can't find her... can't see... it hurts... so sorry"
The boy started to vanish... no everything was and before I knew it I had woken up in cold sweat.
Who was that boy? Why did he look so much like my previous mate? god I need to get this out of my system.
Getting up from my bed, I made it out of my room towards the kitchen. I think we still had some leftover ice-cream... they wouldn't really mind if only a small portion would vanish right?
just as I had thought that the nerve of someone I hate just had to be there with the refrigerator wide open gobbling down the delectable frozen sweet. he just has to ruin everything now doesn't he?!
"Don't gobble everything down you glutton!"
I took my precious away from the beast's hands in less than a second. He just stared not blinking for a few second before realization spread onto his face as he complained about the fat hag who has stolen his ice-cream from him"
not minding his rants I just took his spoon and started eating the ice-cream but as soon as I had taken the first bite my worst nightmare had come true.
Zack aka. Mr. Perfect brains, abs, face, hair, & smile just has to see me in my bed-hair, bloodshot eyes, crumpled old t-shit and sweatpants,& ice-cream gobbling state. Why? Oh why hath the moon goddess forsaken me?!
"I-I can explain!"
"I couldn't care less about you two having your date but stop screaming at 3 am."
Zack proceeded to look at the refrigerator, then the ice-cream in my hands, then at Cade, and finally me. before nodding his head and leaving.
What was that about?
"You knew didn't you?"
"huh?" I faced Cade... what was this idiot even saying?
A warm smile had taken its place on his face... I didn't know he could smile like that.
"Thanks, looks like you're not that bad after all."
"The hell are you talking about Radburn."
he then smiled idiotically before holding the back of my head and, kissing my forehead. he then ran back to his room but not before facing me and whispering "I'll make it up to you tomorrow!"
... the hell was that about?
what just happened?