Chapter Eight

ARROW POV

I searched the halls for Rose, Snow had found me in the library, last night, spouting off some story about Rose being a bitch to her or something. I hadn't really been paying to much attention after she said something was wrong with Rose. She hadn't come out of her room last night, I had watched and waited almost all night, I needed to see for myself. She never made an appearance, and I hadn't seen her in the dining hall when I arrived this morning, however Snow had been which had been concerning, I thought the girls had become inseparable. I round the corner, frowning at the body passed out on the alcove. Seriously? Did no one have any decency these days? I move closer, my heart dropping when I catch sight of the fiery red hair that could only belong to one person. "Rose!" I call her name shaking her shoulder gently. Her eyelids flutter but don't open. I try again shaking her a little harder this time. She mumbles something incoherently and shifts closer to me.