Adrian (Abe's Devilish Ideas)

I woke with a start. Sweat all over my face. I just wanted these dreams to stop. I was sick of waking up with dreams of how things could've worked out with Rose. Like how we could have still been together if she hadn't stayed with that Russian idiot that couldn't give her a future like I could. A future with kids, but this time, that's not why I woke up. I woke up because my mother was yelling at me. I had a hangover, (like usual), a bad one.

She was getting tired of what was going on with me. It almost seemed like she was about to kill me if I didn't get off my ass a do something. I wouldn't be surprised if my dad didn't want me to do something as well. I'm surprised he hasn't yelled at me.

"Abe's here to talk to you! Adrian!" She was pounding on my door and it wasn't helping my headache at all. God, I need more vodka. But that's not a good idea.

"What does he want?" I mumbled rubbing my eyes. Trying to get used to the sun. Yeah. We moved.

"Well open the door and let us in," Abe said. I pulled my ass out of my bed and went to unlock the door. "Well hello." Abe said in a way to high pitch of a noise and a little to cheery.

"What do you want?"

"I have a mission for you." I should have known. Abe doesn't just wake anyone up for the hell of it. Well maybe for the hell of it too. But he also always has another reason to.

"Why should I go do anything for you, your daughter broke my heart?"

"Because you need to keep someone safe for me," he said.

"Hell no," I yelled in outrage. "I'm not doing your daughter any favors. I'm not saving her ass. So just forget it, Abe." I yelled and started to slam the door in his face but he stopped it.

"It's not for Rose." I took a sharp breath in at the sound of her name.

"Then who do you want me to keep safe?"

"Sydney."

"Why? She hates our kind. The only one she doesn't mind is..."

"Rose. I know but Rose isn't a Spirit user."

"So you want me for my element?"

"I guess you could put it that way." He said with one of his wicked smiles.

"I still don't get why I should want to? I don't have any money so what's the point?"

"Well, you mom has already agreed to pay for everything, your classes start next week." He said and turned around.

"Old man, were the fuck do you think you're going?" I yelled and he stopped and turned around. "What classes?"

"Well Sydney wanted to know what college was like, but well the Alchemist are after her for helping Rose. And she has a lot of free time now. So she wanted to go to college for a while, so I thought I would help."

"I don't see why I need to college with her."

"Adrian, did you not hear me? The Alchemists are after her, mainly two of them, I believe one's name is Keith. There's always been something about him that Sydney hasn't like, but just in case something happens your there to heal her." Abe explained.

"What's in it for me?"

"All the vodka you can drink." I thought about that for a second and then shrugged.

"And anything else I come up with."

"As long as you make sure she doesn't die." Abe agreed.

"Why do I have this weird feeling like I shouldn't trust you?"

"Because I'm a mobster," He asked.

"Yeah that's it."

"Will you do it?"

"Do I have a chose?"

"Nope. So it's done. Tomorrow a limo will pick you up and you'll go get Sydney and you'll head off to college in Spain." Abe said.

"Spain, why Spain?"

"Because that's where she wanted to go."

"Anything else I should know?"

"Yep, you have all the same classes' except for your elective. You're taking art. And she's taking some weird history thing. And here's your new phone," he through the new cell at me.

"Okay..." I said catching the phone as Abe started to walk off down the hall.

He stopped and turned back to me. "Oh, and no hooking up with girls or failing out of school."

"You're worse than my father!" I yelled and slammed my door close to go back to bed.

...

When I couldn't fall back asleep I got out of bed and went down stairs to find some vodka.

"I don't think that's a good thing to do Adrian." My mom said taking the vodka out of my hands.

"You don't know what's good for me and what's bad for me. This helps me stay sane." I yelled at her and reached for the vodka but she wouldn't let me have it.

"No, Adrian, Your job is to keep Sydney safe, not to drink your life away, which means staying sober."

"I didn't want this, I don't see how this is my job."

"Abe wants you to do this so you will. Now stop complaining and go pack."

"Just get one of the Mexicans to do my backing they must know what I should wear in Spain. They've lived there."

"Adrian!"

"Just a joke mom, just a joke, but still gets one of them to do it."

...

The next morning there was a honk outside; I got up out of my bed, with a really bad headache. Great! I though, time to go back to school; I thought I was done with this.

"Adrian! The limo is here!" My father called from the bottom of the grand stair case up to my room.

"Yeah, I heard. I'm not short of hearing just yet Dad!" I laughed at my own joke as I headed out the door of my room and down the grand staircase.

"Don't be stupid, Adrian please. Remember that there are people after her, you need to keep her safe." My mom said to me giving me a big hug. "And stay in school."

"You forgot to tell me not to get into drugs and not to drink." I said with a smile and she laughed.

"It seems you've already covered it. Now go on, and keep Sydney safe."

I went out the door and the limo driver was holding the door open to the back sit for me. I slid in to the back and looked around. Two things of vodka...I was out of the reach of my mother... YES!

I grabbed one and a glass, put three ice cubes in it, and then poured the vodka into the glass. A few glasses can't hurt right?

...

Twenty minutes later we pulled up to where Sydney must have been staying. It wasn't her house I knew that much.

"Should I honk or do you want to go get her?" The driver asked me.

"Honk," I said, I didn't really want to go in her house. It wasn't that I didn't like Sydney; I just didn't really understand the Alchemist. Maybe this was my chance to. But I didn't really want to go to school. Now I didn't have a chose.

I don't know when life got this unfair that I would have to be sharing it with a human. Great, for all I know, I'm going to have to get a job. I'm not good at working. I'm good at sitting on my ass and doing nothing.

"Sir," the driver asked.

"What?" I said in a snappy tone.

"It's been fifteen minutes do you want to go and get her?"

I didn't have a chose; I was going to have to get her. "Yeah I guess." I opened the door and got out.

When I got to the door I knocked, there was no reply. Dang it! I wished I hadn't drinking any of that vodka now. I concentrated hard. I pushed all thoughts away, and listened and tried to feel for any sign of spirits still left.

There was a tingle, a small one, but not much. I could hear shallow breathing. I opened the door and went in.

Sydney laid there on the couch, breathes deeply. She had a large cut on her arm. She wore a dress, a nice beautiful sundress to be precise.

"Sydney?" I asked moving towards her. "This won't hurt a bit." I placed my hand on her arm using as much spirit as I could with it so numb. My mom as right I shouldn't be drinking.

Sydney's breath started to even out and go back to normal. But the cut on her arm was still there. And it was deep. I couldn't do anything more. The spirits are to numb.

Sydney started to open her eyes slowly. "Adrian?" She asked.

"I'm right here. We need to get you out of here. Do you think you can walk?" I asked her.