Author note

To say that I am incredibly nervous about posting a new story is an understatement. I have been away from the world of fan fiction and fandom for over two years due to some very personal issues and to be honest I went to hell and back and came through the other side smiling.

I decided to use what I have gone through as the basis of my new story and it will be very hard going at times, I'm not going to lie but I am hoping to find it very therapeutic for me as well as entertaining for you.

Please read and review as your comments are so much appreciated and give me the confidence to continue.

What's the worst that can happen playlist.

These are songs that helped me with the writing of this and also songs that I think are really appropriate for what happens throughout.

Turning tables – Adele

A thousand years – Christina Perrie

Jar of hearts – Christina Perrie

Read all about it (Partlll) - Emilie Sande

Say Something - Big World

All of me – John Legend

Hurt – Christina Aguilara

Clown – Emilie Sande

You lost me – Christina Aguilara

Thank you – Jamilia

Better in time – Leona Lewis

Fighter – Christina Aguilara

Bleeding love – Leona Lewis

Because of you – Kelly Clarkson

What doesn't kill you – Kelly Clarkson

Tremble – Martine McCutcheon

Talking to the moon – Bruno Mars

Mama – Spice girls

Goodbyes the saddest word -Celine Dion

Now lets begin lol.

Shit! Falling in love on my regular Friday night out with Lissa and Sydney had never been part of my plans. All I had been after was an escape from my alcoholic husband Adrian and our four children Twins Jill and Mia and sons Viktor and Robert, but Dimtri Belikov was six foot seven of pure Russian perfection.

With his shoulder length brown hair, tightly muscled body and captivating chocolate brown eyes Dimitri had started out as a friend of Lissas but had quickly caught my attention with his quick witted sense of humour and gorgeous smile. And if I'm being honest with myself after living with Adrian for so long and hearing the things he had said to me and what he had said to others about had left me increasingly susceptible.

It had taken me a long time to build up the courage to even speak more than two words to Dimitri as my confidence was at an all time low. I believed that I was fat and ugly and that due to me having a young family that I could do no better than Adrian as nobody else would ever want me and when someone tells you that for long enough you begin to believe it as manipulative people are so clever at messing with your mind.

I had been sat on the huge speaker near to where the DJ was situated in our local bar The Witching Hour happy within my own little world, waiting for my chance to get up and sing when the realisation that I felt more for Dimitri than just friendship hit me like a wrecking ball.

He had walked over to me and rubbed himself up against my leg bringing me out of my day dream and bringing to mind the image of a kitten that is desperately trying to get your attention.

"I really do love your ass in denim." he whispered softly in my ear before smiling gently and walking off leaving me sat there stunned and shaken and more turned on than I had ever been in my life.

My name is Rosemarie Hathaway and this is my story...

I am so nervous about this and really hope and prayer that none of you will judge Rose before you hear her story. Please let me know what your thoughts are and if I should carry on.

Thanks sarah.