Dark Possession ✔

Chapter 10: Declaration

Adrik drove up the parking lot of Rosalie's house around eleven thirty at night. They had finally left after finishing dinner and an impromptu dessert. Ashley was insistent on getting Rosalie comfortable with being around everyone, which Adrik was grateful for. He knew that the plan had worked because they all ended up forgetting the time and shared a few drinks too. While all of that was happening, Adrik saw that no one noticed when Zeiden had left the house to meet up with Marcello.

Adrik wondered how that went. Hopefully, Zeiden got to talk to Marcello and they worked out their differences.

Damn, cursed Adrik. He's was becoming an optimistic now.

"We're here," Rosalie's voice broke Adrik's train of thought.

Adrik turned the ignition off.

Rosalie hopped out of the passenger side and went straight to Vivian to help her out. Adrik grabbed the bag and drawing that Vivian had done at their house. He shut the car's door and followed the girls up the cozy house that had a green front lawn with a mailbox too. There was even a wooden porch with a few chairs placed on the side. Rosalie quickly fumbled out the keys and opened the front white door. Vivian grabbed everything from him before she went inside the house.

Adrik stiffened the moment he felt the sudden shift in the air. Standing outside, the cool night breeze kept him at bay. But then, sensing the wholesomeness of the home that Rosalie built for herself and for her niece, it had rendered Adrik immobile. He knew it was because of the fucked-up past that he was about to tell her. Adrik wasn't sure if it was something that any sane person would accept.

This wasn't right, thought Adrik. He was making a mistake by coming into this family.

He would probably only bring them danger and a fuck ton of trauma. What did he possibly have that he could give to this family? he thought. Nothing, he knew that. Except, he didn't want to walk away. He didn't want to leave Rosalie and Vivian. There was a pull between all three of them, that Adrik found himself sinking deeper and deeper.

"Hey, you coming inside?" asked Rosalie.

Adrik's eyes refocused on the foyer in front of him. Rosalie was taking off her shoes and so was Vivian.

"I can't come in there," he told her.

Rosalie tilted her head. "Um- okay," she said looking down at Vivian before she faced him. "Well, we can sit in the backyard. Is that better for you?"

"Yeah," he answered sternly.

She smiled calmly. "If you go around the house, there will be a door and you can just walk on in," she directed.

Adrik stepped back from the house, that wasn't meant for a man like him. "I'll wait for you there," he said.

"I'm just going to get changed, put Vivian in bed and then I'll meet in a few minutes," she told him.

Adrik turned to leave, when suddenly, his coat was caught onto something. He looked back and found Vivian's small hand holding the end of his trench coat. Her big green eyes looking up at him and they were focused onto his expression; maybe even his thoughts. She seemed as if she knew exactly what was playing in his head.

Vivian let go of his coat and then abruptly grabbed his free hand.

Blood drained from his face and a needle-sharp chill crawled all over his body. He stared at the way her small hand dwarfed in his palm. Lost in the sensation of her soft fingers on his calloused fingers, he didn't even notice that she had placed something in his hand.