Hello! I'll make this shirt: I give you the sequel to 'It Has Its Risks'. (I apologize for taking so long, I was having some computer trouble.
Disclaimer: All rights go to Richelle Mead (and The Script for that matter).
I wasn't depressed, or at least I wasn't admitting that I was depressed. Because that's the first step to getting better, right? You have to admit to yourself, say out loud that she's gone. But she wasn't, Rose was still alive, somewhere. And that's not me denying reality.
I wanted so bad to tell someone, to tell them that she was after me and that she was alive (in a manner of speaking), in Portland, just waiting and plotting. What if-
"Dimitri?" Someone shook me, "Dimitri!" I opened my eyes quickly and there was Mason, hands on my shoulders and shaking me awake.
I rubbed my eyes, "What?"
"We're gonna be late, you idiot." He said, straightening up and allowing me to sit up in bed. He was dressed and Eddie wasn't anywhere to be found.
"For what? Classes have been canceled for the next month."
"For Guardian Hathaway's funeral, silly. C'mon" Mason said but there was nothing sad or mourning about his tone of voice, he was grinning at me like this was some sort of game.
Shit, shit, shit. No! Dimitri, you know something is wrong. A little voice shouted in my head. But then Mason was wearing all black, and so was I. We were walking into the church on school grounds and people were stuffed into the seats and grinning, a casket was at the end of the aisle.
Rose sat on he edge of the half open coffin, hands gripping the wood and feet swinging, her heels bounced against the casket and rang like a bass drum in my ears. I don't know why I continued to walk, even when Mason vanished from my side. I had no control on my body, and I couldn't look away from Rose, her eyes ringed with red and skin the color of snow.
She smiled at me, fangs pressing against her lips. Strigoi Rose (because she clearly wasn't my Rose) slid down off the casket and held out her arms to me. Every fiber of my being was screaming to stop, to turn and run, to grab a stake for Christ's sake. But I kept walking.
"Dimitri," She purred, "how good of you to come. I've missed you so."
My heart jumped, NO! Stop! Get a hold of yourself, this isn't Rose!
Never the less, the word rolled off my tongue. "Roza," It was soft and barely audible for even me and rose smiled again.
"Dimitri?" I glanced away from Rose for a moment Mason was sitting with our friends, they were grinning and looking at me but his tone didn't match that expression. "Dimitri!"
I looked back at Rose and was almost in arms reach, she held her arms out to me. Oh God, I was so close, I didn't even care that it was a Strigoi, I just wanted to touch her. "Roza," I said again.
"Dimitri!" Mason shouted and the world shattered, the image of Rose broke into pieces and I screamed.
"No!" I yelled and blotted upwards. Mason stumbled back and looked at me, worry written all over his face. I couldn't breath, a clenched sheets to me chest as I tried to settle my mind, I didn't even know what was going on.
"Dimitri? You okay man?" Mason said, edging closer.
I looked up at him, realizing the I was finally awake. I glanced down, I didn't remember falling asleep but my sheets were soaked with sweat and twisted. My breathing slowed to a normal pace and nodded to Mason.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just a dream."
"Some dream, you were screaming the weirdest stuff. I was about to get the nurse." Mason said and crossed his arms.
"He awake?" Asked Eddie from the doorway as he walked in.
"Yeah," Mason said over his shoulder and I stood up.
"Who's Roza by the way?" Eddie asked.
I faltered a little, "O-oh, no one." I paused and glanced at the clock, "I going to take a shower. You guys want to meet for lunch?"
Mason and Eddie looked at each other quickly, "Yeah, yeah, sounds good. We'll gather up the gang." Eddie said and started for the door. Mason waved and looked me over one last time, probably to make sure I wouldn't go apeshit. As he was about to leave he glanced at my desk.
"Dude, when'd you get an iPod? Present from the mother country?" He asked.
First off, that joke wasn't even funny. Second off, it was back, that little voice in my head guiding my every move.
What's a little lie now, huh Dimitri?
"Oh, yeah." I replied smoothly.
"What's on it? Bad eighties music?" Mason asked.
Third of all, yes and no. I had eighties CDs under my bed but I wasn't telling them that, I'd never live it down. I merely rolled my eyes and grabbed the device heading to the bathroom. I turned the water on and made sure they were gone before actually letting me guard down. I had to get to Portland, I had no choice, I wouldn't be able to sleep until I knew... Until I knew Rose was actually dead.
After I took a shower I packed a bag, the basic only: tooth brush, jeans, a few t-shirts, socks, shoes, iPod (because I had some creepy attachment to the damn thing), and then I grabbed Rose's leather jacket, which I stole from her room before the cleaned it out and sent her things to her mother. It still smelled like her and the leather was wore, God I missed her.
I had to sneak past the commons, that was the only problem. People would be too engrossed in their own conversations and drama to pay attention to the transfer student but my friends were waiting for me and Eddie and Mason would no doubt have told them how I seemed to be off my rocker. Lissa would be worried out of her mind, I could already feel it, she was freaking out. I couldn't go down the main stair way. Which left me with what? The window? I'd have to give it a try.
Apparently, I hadn't lost my touch because I landed without a hitch. Depression suits me.
Don't get cocky idiot.
"Am I not eighteen?" I asked, out loud because talking to yourself is totally heathy. Insert sarcasm.
That's no excuse.
I ignored him and started for the front gate. I'd never actually done any sneaking out the middle of the day (actually in was pitch black but all the same) but I couldn't stand the wait till it was light out.
I must have been two minutes from the front gates when I heard my name.
"Dimitri? Hey Dimitri! I thought we were meeting for lunch?"
"Shit," I muttered, I think it was English maybe Russian, I couldn't tell anymore. But I had bigger problem than the language I was swearing in, Ana was running up behind me.
I spun around, hoping a could lie to her. "Errr, Ana, hey."
"Come on, we're going to be late. I hear it-" She started and I cut her off.
"Ana, can I ask you a favor?" I paused and she nodded, "I have to go away for a little while, there's something I need to do. And I need you to tell everyone that I'll be back and also..." I trailed off, not sure if I really wanted to ask her for money.
Ana blinked, "What? Where are you going? You sound like you're going to you death, are you alright?" She rambled.
"Yeah, yeah, I can't really tell you. Just don't let anyone do anything stupid."
"Anything." She said simply, "Anything you need."
I nodded, like that was all I need to hear to know it was okay to ask. "And Ana, I need to borrow some money." I asked quietly.
Ana blinked and reached in her back pocket, pulling out a rather thick wallet. "Here," She said matter of factly and handed me a plastic card. "This is my allowecne from my parents. They stick a sum of money in there every month, it's smaller than the one from my great-aunt, so it's been building up. Take it, they won't notice."
She smiled and I looked at the card so a moment, I wasn't use to this type of money, when we were running away Lissa used her inherances to get us around but even then. "Thanks," I replied simply. "I've gotta run." I started to turn away.
"And Dimitri?"
"Yeah?"
"Come back safe."
So yes, Dimitri is going after Rose. And Ana isn't as much of an ass as Adrian is (sorry Adrian fans :) ) Anyway, Review Please!
