Amongst the Shadows.

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(Amy's POV )

It's been a few weeks since my back to back brushes with death. Jake has been practically glued to my side the majority of each day. For the first week he didn't even let me leave the room. Not that I'm complaining, I was so exhausted, and sore. Once my body was healed enough I started working out lightly to get my strength back. Jake would follow me around in the mornings while I did my exercises. He is always nearby, unless he has 'work' to do in which case he will leave me here locked safely in my room for a few hours at a time. We go on that boat weekly with one of Dante's men, Toni.

He has been helping me learn Italian ever since he saw me reading one of the children's books in the library. Now I basically have a private Italian lesson with him every morning. I think he is just happy to do something with me other than sit in silence or watch movies. I would be lying if I were to say that I haven't enjoyed his company a little bit. Not that I have a choice in the matter. Someone is definitely trying to kill me. Alice didn't write that note, and she didn't leave those pills. Which were apparently fentanyl, I'm lucky to be alive. I have mixed feelings about the whole ordeal. On one hand I've had a desire to die for most of my time here. On the other hand I am thankful to Jake for saving me. Which is a very complex feeling to have.

Currently I'm alone in my room, Jake left a bit ago to go handle some work... which I try not to think too much about. I'm looking at my painting of the view of the sunset outside the window at sunset. It's almost completed, and where the excitement of finishing a piece is nothing but emptiness. In frustration I take my brush dipping it in white, and brushing it all over the beautiful landscape. Once I'm done only the edges are still visible under the white. I clean things up feeling a bit upset with myself, then I go to my vanity, and write a quick note for Jake. I ask if I could possibly get some fresh air later, maybe a walk. Folding the paper I slide the note under the door, and a few seconds later I hear someone walk over picking it up. With some time to kill I smoke, and turn off the lights before getting comfy on the bed for a nap while I wait for Jake.


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(Bella's POV )

I wake at my usual time a few hours before daylight. Gracefully I slide out from under my deep red velvet covers, and turn on my lamp. It's lamp shade lights up the room in red. Then I freshen up before putting on some sexy red lingerie, and one of my many black dresses. I grab my cloak, and throw it on with the black side facing out. Then I shut off my lamp before sneaking out into the hall, and into Jake's room. Once inside I search the pockets from the pants he took off after work. I find some notes from Amy discarded in his trash can. Quickly I make my way back to my room, careful to not be seen amongst the shadows.

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