Chapter 7 “A crow and a bullet”

She laid on the bed motionless. Adam was trying to cut my friends off from me. Did he something ot say something to Dylan, to make him leave? Rose was on the edge of dying.
Did that mean Andrew was next?
I got up from the chair and looked at Rose’s side was bleeding. I carefully moved the gown up, a huge bite, and she was beaten up badly. Looked like she got abused before the attack,
I called the nurse in that bite mark wasnt there before.
I went out in the hall way and watched from the window, “You know Rose wont live through the night.” Adam said chuckling coming over to me.
:”What did you do to her!”
“Me? ph I dont leave that kind of damage.” Adam said, smiling at me.
“Where is Dylan?” I said low, glaring at Adam.
Adam pushed a strand of hair out of my face.
“My dear, if I knew where he was I would be taking him to hell. The Devil would find him a great addition to his collection.” Adam said, smiling at me.
“Then where is he?” I said, confused.
“Who knows…and who cares.” Adam said, smiling and kissing me.

Rose was my best friend now she may be dead.
I knew her story so did Dylan.

I was out playing waiting for my mother to finish paying at the grocery store, a girl sat alone on a swing-set. Long black hair a pink dress on. I looked at her, I went over to her.
“Hi, I am Alice.”
“Oh, hi I am Rose.”

I never knew what happened to her at her house. Her brother who is still in prison who would rape her, She never showed weakness around others, so it seemed like everything was fine. We fake emotions around loved ones so they wont worry about us. Dylan has the most tragic past out of us three.
Yet he tells me never to speak of it, in his eyes it like a movie playing over, he can’t look away can’t close his eyes or look away.
How I wish I could help him but how can you help someone when they don’t want to be helped?

Brittany was talking to my mother, trying to get along with her future step-mother. Brittany had on a Hollister shirt with flowers on it, was white.
“Hey Alice, me and mom were talking about the wedding.”
Mom…your serious?