I do not own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does.

RPOV

I was standing in Sonya's living room with Robert, Victor, Sydney, and Dimitri. Sonya was still chained to the recliner. Dimitri was standing next to me and so was Sydney. Robert and Victor were both sitting on the couch.

I was injured, a small trickle of blood was leaking from the top of my head and onto my forehead. Dimitri had pointed it out to me. He was starting to tell Sydney to led me upstairs and watch me when Robert pulled out a silver stake, ran up to Sonya, and staked her in the chest.

I closed my eyes so I wouldn't be blinded by the bright light. When the light was gone I opened my eyes to find a normal Sonya crying in the recliner. I guess I must have moved towards her because Dimitri pushed me back.

I don't think Dimitri realized how much power he had put into that push because the next think I knew I was hitting the wall behind me. I could feel more blood pouring down my forehead and I couldn't find the strength to get up.

I tried to find Dimitri and Sonya. Dimitri was carrying her like a baby up the stairs. I realized then that I wasn't going to make it through this battle wound. This was going to be the last time I saw Dimitri alive. He would most likely feel terribly. He would feel like I died at his hand.

I said in a weak voice.

"Sydney,"
Sydney had tears coming out of her eyes. I said.

"I need you to tell Dimitri that this isn't his fault, I don't think that this is his fault."
"R-Rose . . . why don't I go get Dimitri so you can tell him?"
"No, it would just break his heart even more to watch me die."
I reached into my holster and pulled out my stake. I handed it to her and said.

"You may not know how to use it, but Dimitri can show you. I'm not going to be here to keep you safe so you have to save yourself."
Sydney was almost sobbing, she said.

"Is it always like this when one of . . . of your kind dies?"
"I don't know, I've never stayed with someone during their dying moments."
I could feel my heart beating faster and faster in my chest. I said.

"Don't let Dimitri see my body. You need to bury me in the backyard before he comes downstairs."
"R-Rose, what if he wants to say his l-last goodbyes to you?"
"He can say goodbye on my grave,"
My eye lids were getting heavy, with my last breath I whispered.

"I love him so much."

SPOV

Rose's body was limp against the wall. I turned to Victor and said.

"Will you help me?"
He looked somewhat disgusted but said.

"She was an amazing guardian; I will help you lay her to rest respectfully."
While Victor made sure that Robert was going to be fine while we buried Rose I went to look for a bed sheet to wrap Rose in. I found a purple one, and even though I knew Rose wouldn't like the color I couldn't find another one.

Victor and I carefully wrapped her in the bed sheet before carrying her outside. We placed her in a rocking chair. She looked so strange wrapped in a purple bed sheet while sitting up in a chair. Especially because we had left her silky dark brown hair out of the bed sheet. There hadn't been enough sheet to cover her entire head and I thought that if Dimitri did end up seeing Rose's body he would like to stroke her hair one last time.

A few hours later Victor and I had dug a hole big enough to fit Rose's corpse. He picked her up and tried to throw her into the grave but I stopped him and said.

"I thought you wanted to bury her with respect."
His eyes turned into fiery pits when he said.

"My brother is inside all alone. I have no idea how he's doing after completing such powerful magic. Now is not the time for respect."
Victor didn't even let me take the body from him; he threw Rose into the grave. I was happy that we had wrapped her legs together and her arms against the sides of her body. If we hadn't her limbs would be sprawled awkwardly around the dirt floor. She wasn't lying perfectly inside like I wanted, but it was close. I felt guilty for not fixing her body's position.

Victor went inside to cheek on his brother while I started to refill the grave. I couldn't help but feel like Dimitri wasn't going to be happy that we hadn't let him see Rose before we buried her. Even if they didn't have a relationship anymore they were still guardians, they were still kind of friends.

Victor came out twenty minutes after going inside to help me finish piling dirt over Rose. When we had finished it was getting dark and we knew that Strigoi might show up. We put the shovels back in the shed and started to go back into the house when I said.

"We didn't say a pray,"
"There is no time for one unless you want to be killed."
I still didn't want to leave Rose's grave without putting something on it. I ran over to the nearest flower bed and pulled up some kind of yellow floor. I laid it on the grave and said.

"I'll miss you Rose, I know Dimitri will too."
Then I went inside the house after Victor.

DPOV

I had finally gotten Sonya to fall asleep in her bed when I heard the back door open and close. I quietly walked down the stairs with my stake when I saw Victor and Sydney come in from the kitchen and sit down in the living room. It was just them. They must have wanted some fresh air.

I put my stake away and sat down. That's when I noticed that Rose wasn't here. I said.

"Where's Rose?"
As I waited for one of them to tell me I noticed that Sydney was crying. She coughed out.

"Sh-she's . . . she's . . ."
Victor cut her off and said.

"Rose has joined the world of death."
My heart broke; it felt like it was exploding inside of me. I was somewhat lightheaded and panicked. I said.

"R-Roza is dead?"
Victor nodded and said.

"Died a few moments after you went upstairs with Sonya."
"Why didn't someone come up and get me? Why didn't you let me talk to her before she died?"
Sydney choked out.

"She thought it would hurt you more if you watched her die, she told me not to get you."
"H-how did she die? Why didn't you try and help her?"
Victor said.

"There is no help for people who are already halfway in death's hand."
Sydney said.

"H-her head wound . . . when you pushed her . . . it got worse. She hit the wall and couldn't get back up . . . I didn't know what to do."
My mind combusted. I whispered out.

"She died because I pushed her?"
"She knew you didn't mean to be so hard with her. Sh-she said that it wasn't your fault and that she didn't blame you."
I had killed Rose, I had killed my Roza. She had died so young. I hadn't even had the chance to try and save her. I didn't even know that she was dying.

As I struggled to control my vast grief I said.

"Where is she?"
Sydney said.

"She's in the backyard."
I instantly assumed the worst. I stood up sharply and said in an extremely angry voice.

"You set Roza on fire?"
Sydney sobbed out.

"No! We buried her in the ground; we wrapped her in a purple bed sheet."
I sighed and said.

"Roza didn't like purple."
"I know, I couldn't find another bed sheet."
With my heart pounding I walked out of the house and to the rectangular patch of overturned grass and dirt that was Roza's final resting place. I knelt down and said.

"Oh Roza, why didn't you come get me? Why didn't you call for me? I could have tried to stop the bleeding . . . I could have carried you to the hospital . . . . they could have saved you . . . it would have been risky . . . we would have to have a cover story and new names. But you would still be here with me."
I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to see her. I started ripping the dirt away from the grave. I must have made a lot of noise because Sonya and Sydney came running out. Sonya said.

"Dimitri what are you doing?"
I cried out.

"She isn't dead! She can't be dead!"
I continued to throw dirt around the yard; Sydney touched my shoulder and said.

"Dimitri, let's go inside."
"No! I have to see her myself!"
Sonya said.

"Leave him to his grief,"
I heard he grass crunching as they walked away.

Hours later my hands were bleeding, the blood reminded me of so many times that I had clean out Rose's training wounds. The blood reminded me of the night we had made love. I would never make love with her again; I wouldn't see her again.

I could see almost half of Roza's body. I still needed to dig the upper half out of the ground. When her body was completely out of the dirt I stared down at her. She was dead. No movement came from her chest and she had no pulse. My body was slightly shaking as I stroked her hair which had been left out of the purple bed sheet. I whispered.

"Your hair is still soft, even in death."

It wasn't right that Roza's hair was shining while her eyes weren't. I jumped out of the grave, walked into the house and got a white towel out of the bathroom. I slid back into the grave and wrapped Roza's hair in the bath towel. Now nothing on her was shining, she really was truly dead.

I kissed her cheek before saying.

"Good night my Roza, I love you."

I know this is a cheesy story and parts of it have been done so many times in movies but it had been playing in my head and I just couldn't get rid of it. Please read my other stories.

Tell me if I should continue, feel free to leave ideas. I'm mostly blank on where to go from here.

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