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The Darkest Days ch4

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Chapter 4 - Eating For Two

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"Rose," Liss said from behind me, "How you doing?"

"Not good," I told her honestly, "Dimitri left this morning." Lissa came over and hugged me tight. I hugged her back just as tight. She pulled away to look at me but didn't let go. I looked into her jade-green eyes.

"Okay. What do you need to tell me?" I asked.

"The queen set a date for Adrian and Tasha's trial," she said slowly, carefully. I stiffened at the mention of the two people who caused me so much pain. I nodded.

"And when is this happening?"

"Three-weeks from today." I nodded again.

"I'll be there," I said, sounding way stronger than I felt. The dream started to fade and my body started shaking slighty.

"Someone's waking you up. Bye Rose," Lissa said sadly.

"Bye Liss. Love you."

"Love you too."

"Rose. Wake-up kizim," Abe said as he continued to shake me gently, "I need to tell you something."

"If it's about the trial, I know. Liss just told me," I said, wipping sleep from my eyes. He nodded.

"You need to get ready for school," he told me. I nodded and started to get up. I got really sick then and ran for the bathroom. I threw up the contents of my stomach. Abe kneeled behind me, held my hair back, and rubbed my back.

"God damn morning sickness," I muttered. Abe chuckled at me.

"I know how you feel," mom said from the doorway. I grinned at her. I brushed my teeth and gave my mom a hug. Then I went to my room to get ready. I pulled on a pair of black leggings, a white cami, and a purple crop top that says 'I Love Vegas' on it in black sparkly letters. It also has a couple dice and casino chips on it. I pulled on a pair of fake UGGs. I refuse to wear the real ones because of what they do to those poor sheep. I put on a little masscara and the lip gloss Dimitri got me, grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.

"Miss Rosemarie!" Opal called from the kitchen. Opal is my dad's personal chef. She is the most amazing cook ever. I mean it. Well, I'm lying. Olena's the best but Opal's a close second. Plus, she's super nice.

"Opal, how many times do I have to tell you? Call me Rose!" I called back.

"Oh, just come in here! I hope you're hungry," she pratically sang. Opal's really pretty too. She's Moroi so she's super skinny and everything. Then she has long dusty blond hair and bright blue eyes that could make Taylor Swift jealous. I walked into the kitchen and grinned a little. There were bacon, eggs, pancakes, waffles, and a big bowl of fruit on the counter.

"Jeez, you feeding an army in here or something?" I asked.

"No, Rose," she put extra emphasis on my name, I rolled my eyes, "I've just seen you eat. I know that even this," she gestured to the food, "might not be enough."

"Well, hardy-har-har," I said sarcastically, "I do not eat that much." I said while filling a plate with some of everything. But then I thought about it.

"You know what, Opal?" I asked.

"What are you thinking?" she asked back.

"With me eating for two, I just might eat that much," I joked, half-heartedly. I just have a bad feeling something's going to happen to my Dimitri.
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