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When Roses Grow Black Chapter 32 ææææææ The Dream ææææææææææ "Rose¦Rose, please, my dear Princess, wake up," I heard a very familiar voice calling me. I looked from blackness into the deepest pair of blue eyes I had ever seen. A smile broke out on to his face, and comforted me. Vance's words echoed in my head and I shuttered thinking about them. 'I hope you enjoy the new set of dreams in store for you.' What did he mean? I already saw millions of people killed right in front of me, what else could go wrong?? "Nickolas," I said quietly. I was partly afraid that if I spoke too loudly he would disappear from in front of me. He was clothed only in his pants and his shirt was working as a bandage for his shoulder. "Oh, my! Are you alright??" I asked worriedly. I already knew his answer, but the dream controlled me for the time being. "Now that I can look in to your eyes, I will be," he replied brushing some hair out of my face. I smiled and couldn't help but blush at the comment. "That is such a cliche," I reprimanded him as I laughed. I already figured this would be my new recurring dream, but I didn't mind that. "You still blushed," he chuckled. I playfully slapped him in the arm as I tried to stop myself from blushing again although I knew it was no use. "Now Prince Nickolas, I know you wouldn't be in here flirting with my baby sister, now would you??" came a deep raspy voice from the door way. Nick quickly shot around in his kneeling position by my bed to face the doorway behind him. I didn't bother peeking around Nick. I already knew who was there and smiled. "Would you??" The question came again. "I was just seeing if she was awake," Nick answered, stuttering. "Get out of here," AJ laughed as Nick quickly got up and bolted from the room. AJ gave him a little shove to make him go faster. That was the first time any one's changed actions caught my attention so early in the dream. "Hello, Alexander," I smiled as AJ walked over to my bed. I looked him up and down and noticed his stature had changed also. He was standing differently. I pushed the calm feeling of love and happiness away as I tried to focus. I couldn't let the memory feeling take me over. This was AJ in the dream with me. I don't know how, but this wasn't just his dream alter ego. It was him. It looked as if we were in a log cabin some where. I couldn't see out any of the windows because it was night time so I couldn't tell the location. The room I was in was medium sized, and held one other bed across the room from mine. To my right was a fireplace. The fire in it threw welcomed heat onto my cold skin and filled the room with light. To my left was the doorway which led to what seemed to be the parlor or common room. Light from the other room shone brightly into mine. "How is my baby sister doing?" he asked me gently. Did he just call me his baby sister, I still had to get used to that. It did show that AJ needed someone to pull him out of the memory stage. First, I needed to listen to the injuries, so I'd remember them. "I'm doing all right. I should be asking you how you are doing," I replied as soft smile formed on my face. His right arm was in a sling, and he had cuts and bruises on every part of him. "Besides a broken wrist and being hella soar, I'll be perfectly fine," AJ chuckled as he shrugged. "How is everyone else??" I asked worriedly. "We're battered but we're fine. Kevin was stabbed in arm during an attack on you when he was carrying you. Nickolas gave us quite a scare when he had Vance's sword through his shoulder. We almost lost him. Brian took a good knock on the head, and Howard somehow only managed to receive cuts and bruises." AJ informed me. I listened closely, realizing that this would probably be the last time that their injuries were so minor. I sighed in relief knowing they were all right, "Thank God." Kevin, arm stab; Nick, shoulder; AJ, wrist and scratches; Brian, head; and Howie, banged up. I mentally noted these and prayed to remember them. "Hey, your guardians will never let you down!!" AJ said as he got up to leave. Guardians?? That one word bounced around in my mind like a rubber ball on a hard wood floor. It just sounded too strange to me after only hearing it for the second time. Time to snap AJ out of it. "AJ, snap out of it. Control yourself in the dream. Please, I know you can hear me. Fight the memory feeling, don't leave me alone. Help me." I begged as I held AJ's hand in mine. He stood above me looking down. He wasn't looking at me, but through me. Unexpectedly, he changed, and came out of his daze. "You all right, sis??" he asked me as I felt tears well in my eyes. I had done something to cause AJ to wake up in real life. Or maybe he was affected by the outside world. Either way, I was left alone in my own dangerous mind. I cursed myself a thousand times over. "Hey, hey, now, why are you crying?" he asked as he sat down on the bed next to me and began rubbing my back. I cried on his shoulder while allowing the memory state to take over. I cried harder when I realized it wasn't returning. This was the first dream. The dream that would probably dictate the others to come. Abruptly, AJ fell limp against my body. I clung onto him for dear life as I timidly lifted my head to look over his shoulder. Through my tears I watched as Vance came forward out of the darkness. I bit my tongue down and forced myself to sob quietly into my mouth. I constrained my fresh tears to stop falling. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of making or seeing me cry. He slowly reachedout and ripped AJ out of my grasp as he pulled out a long knife. I jumped out of the bed and kicked him where the sun didn't shine causing him to drop AJ. He slumped to the floor in pain and looked up at me before laughing. Fear coursed through me as I realized what trouble I was in. I had two choices. One, I could watch tearfully as he murdered each of the guys, or two, I could die. The best odds were for me to die. "What did I ever do to you?!" I screamed as he worked his way back to his feet. The scene around me fell away as the question echoed in my head. Candle light lit up the room I was in and I looked around, fearful of what I would find. I didn't want to be here, alone, unprotected. In the middle of the room was a large bed with flowing white transparent curtains surrounding it with it's side facing me. Straight ahead was a large balcony looking out over what I believed to be a lake. To the far side of the room stood a dresser and a full length mirror. The room was beautifully decorated with tapestries of white unicorns and silver stars and moons. The walls were stone, and the floor was covered in thin, rough carpet. The sky out above the balcony was speckled with celestial objects, and the moon orbited the earth high over head contentedly. Curiosity overtook me as I walked carefully over to the bed. I parted the curtain and stepped though, bringing myself next to the bed. I gasped in shock of what I saw. There I was asleep in the bed. It was then I realized I was no longer a player in the dream. It was my turn to sit back and learn. This part was unavoidable and unchangeable. Vance sat on the edge of the bed watching the dream form of me sleep contentedly. Unexpectedly, he looked up at me. "I loved you," he sneered at me as he looked me dead in the eye. He then proceeded in wrapping his hands around the neck of the sleeping me and tightened his grip. I felt his hands cutting off my supply of air and grasped where his hands would be, but they weren't. There was nothing there for me to be pulling away. I continued to claw at my neck as I struggled to breathe. I looked at the sleeping form of my self to see she wasn't enduring any pain. In fact, he wasn't even choking her. Then, I spotted it. The necklace. I needed the necklace!!! I reached for it with the rest of the air I had left, but the world went black. I was too late. The last question I had was whether I was dead or not.Next: Chapter 33 |