A/N: Hello everyone! this is a little one-shot wrote a few weeks ago about Dimitri beating up his father, and I just decided to post it. So, I hope you enjoy it :) Rated T for Language
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.
I shut my eyes tightly for a minute as I made my way home from school. I was slightly annoyed from the day because Zoran and his group of followers were saying horrible things about my sisters; Sonya, Karolina, and even little Viktoria. Normally, I would have kicked his teeth in, but I was dangerously close to being expelled for the amount of fights I've started. So I had to keep my control. I hated walking away from fights, but I had to. It was the second time this week I had to.
For Ivan.
He is counting on me to be his guardian when I graduate. So because I walked away, I subjected myself to Zoran's constant taunting and ridicule. Every day for the past week it's all I've been hearing and I was so done with all of it. I didn't want to ever go back to school. So when I was offered a chance to go home and visit my family for a week I jumped at the chance.
My feet hurt when I finally made my way to the front door of my house and pushed open the door. "Mamma, I'm home."
Silence.
"Mom?" I called.
"Dimka?" a quivering voice asked me. I looked to the voice of Sonya who was huddled in the corner with Vika and Karolina. All of them were in tears.
It was only now that I noticed the condition of my home. Glass shattered in pieces on the floor, books thrown across the room and a hole in the wall the size of a fist.
"What happened?" I asked.
Karolina opened her mouth to speak, but I was answered by a blood curdling scream. Time froze as I heard glass break. Before I could even think straight, I was up the stairs and kicked my mother's door in.
She was on the floor shaking, covered in cuts and bruises. A large gash on her forehead was bleeding badly and she was crying.
My father stood over her with a murderous look in his eyes. "You stupid Blood Whore!" he screamed
All of that anger I'd been keeping locked away for months. I was a ticking time bomb and all I needed was a spark to set me off. Everything that I kept hidden exploded within me. And then I lunged at my father.
My fist connected with his face and I heard a satisfying crack as his nose broke. I aimed a kick to his stomach, which knocked him off his feet. I leapt at him, landing on his chest; I pinned him and kept punching and punching.
I saw white, and as far as I was concerned this man was worse than any Strigoi. I wanted nothing more than to have this excuse of a man die painfully by my hand. But a weak voice stopped me.
"Dimka…stop…. Please, he's had enough….." My mamma said with tears in her eyes. My arms fell weakly to my sides, with my head down and tears falling down my cheeks.
"It will never be enough."
Then the reality of what I did hit me like a ton of bricks.
I looked down at my father who was unconscious and bloody. I didn't even know if he was still alive.
What have I done?
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I slowly stood up and walked over to my mom who was still on the floor.
"Dimka, What were you thinking?" she asked.
I stared "Mamma, he was trying to kill you!" I almost yelled.
"No, he would never do that he loves me. I was out of line with what I said to him."
I gave her a confused look.
If he really loved her he wouldn't beat her within an inch of her life over a little argument.
"This is what you think love is?" I gestured around the room. "He does not treat you like a woman, he treats you like a punching bag." She flinched.
"You are my mother, the one person in this world that I love more than anything. And to see you like this hurts me, it kills me inside to see that you won't fight back!"
Tears ran down her face as I finished talking. "Dimitri-" I cut her off and walked over to my father, who was still unconscious on the floor but breathing. I picked him up and carried him down to the living room where my sisters were.
"Sonya, put Vika in her room please." She nodded grabbed Vika's hand and walked upstairs. Karolina stood quietly beside me.
I set my father on the couch and stared at him. All of the hate I've felt for him was still radiation off my body. His eyes opened and he stared at me. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and jerked him towards me.
"Do not EVER come near my family again. You will die If I ever see you anywhere near my mother." I said in the most menacing voice I could produce.
He glared at me "Oh yeah? You're Thirteen. What are you going to do? You can't kill a royal Moroi you will be in prison and you think you can stop me from seeing your mother, that's not happening."
"Oh yes it is."
I turned around to see Abe Mazur standing at the front door. He stalked in, looking like a Turkish mobster in a black and white suit. "And it won't be him throwing the punches, it will be me."
My father looked wide eyed. Abe Mazur had a reputation for doing exactly that.
"Now get your shit, and get away from this family. Or I will put you through a slow and painful death. Hell, even a thousand deaths won't even make up for the pain you caused them."
My father stood up, grabbed his car keys and limped out of the house.
Zmey looked at me with one eyebrow raised. "Dimitri, I will be sure to never let this man harm your mother or your sisters ever again. You did a good thing, your mom will be thankful that you did this for her. When she realizes what you have done for her."
I nodded and Karolina hugged me. "Thank you Zmey." I turned to Karolina "Can you go upstairs and get Mamma, she has a cut on her head and I need you to clean it so Yeva can help her when she gets home."
Karolina nodded and went up the stairs leaving me alone with Zmey. He smiled and looked at me
"Kid, you will be one of the best guardians, I know it." I smiled.
"I see great things in your future kid, great things."
