I left her room and went back to my own. I hated leaving her alone but I knew it was for the best. She needed to get back to her life and find a way to move on from what happened. And besides, I wouldn't really be leaving her. we had a bond and I would always be connected to her. I don't know why or how it happened, all I know is it is probably the weirdest thing that has happened to me in a while and that is saying something.

Back in my own room, I couldn't help but feel suffocated. Its wasn't just Lissa that had suffered from her parents passing, I had suffered to. I may have had a mother to raise me, but she never was really my mother. I was her debt. She never cared, and the moment that I was catching on to the truth, she gave me away to save herself. The Dragomir's were truly the only people who cared for me, and now they are gone. My mother was worse then my adoptive mother. I can see how she resents me. She wishes I were never born. I give up with her, and whatever Moroi man that could be my father.

That night I went to sleep only to be sucked in to Lissa's head again. The feeling was still so new for me. It felt like it was me that was living as Lissa. she was having a bad dream. She had had many bad dreams recently. Every dream was the same and I was almost used to so used to it that I could not tell if it was her dream or not. It wasn't until I saw my own dead body before my eyes that I would leave her head and wake up in my own. Sweat clung to my neck and back, my breathing was deep and heavy and my heart was beating so fast it could almost beat out of my chest. Eventually I would calm down enough to lie back down. No matter how I tried, I could never go back to sleep. After a while I would give up, have a cold shower and get ready for practice with Dimitri.

Weeks went by, yet nothing changed. Each day there was a new rumour about Lissa and the Accident and all I could do was listen and comfort Lissa as she cried. Lissa was already going through her own personal shit, why did people have to do this to her. I needed to do something to stop the rumours about Lissa.

One night, when I went to my room, I felt that suffocating feeling I felt after the crash. Everything was so light, bubbly and happy. I felt sick to my stomach. I had changed and I was no longer that person. My rage took over. I pulled out my old clothes, throwing most away but keeping and changing some of the others into something that suited the new me. In order to stop the rumours I would have to get Lissa and me to the top. If she had the power no one would dare speak about her. And if they did, I would break them.

Basically just a way to wrap up this story before moving on to the sequel. let me know if you want a sequel because i will only do it if i get your support. i know i left a lot of things left out and i plan to have them all unveiled in the sequel. thank you for all you have done i couldnt have written this without all your beautiful comments.