CRIMINAL LOVE
Summary: Rose walks along the beach after a fight with her parents and her supposed 'fiance'. While walking, she bumps into a sexy stranger, not knowing his personal background, or anything, she follows him. She soon finds herself in love, and vice versa, but when she finds out his secret… will she still love him? Will she follow along-side with him? Or will she dump him? AH, OOC
So, you can kinda guess what might happen due to the title… but give it a shot? Please?
So I thought of this while listening to 'Criminal' by Britney Spears. It seems like every story I have, I thought of it from a song I was listening to…
Anyway… hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy, nor the song/lyrics. Everything belongs to the rightful owner(s). I do, however, own the plot.
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CHAPTER 1
Rose POV
I kicked the sand in front of me, as I slowly walked on the beach, right next to the blue ocean water. The sun was setting, so the sky was a mixture of purple, pink, orange, and a slight hint of blue.
My head was down, and I watched the cool water brush against my feet. My thoughts drifted back to what happened not even an hour ago.
"You're marrying him and that's final!"
"But, Baba," I pleaded, "I don't want to. Why can't I marry out of love?"
"Because, you marrying him, can make both his and our family more powerful."
My father owned Mazur Inc. where we bought hotels around the world. My now fiancé's family did the same. Working together will bring us more money and fame.
"You and mom married out of love. When I was little mom told me I could do the same."
"Things change." Baba argued.
"He's a drunken, playboy who only cares about drugs, alcohol, and girls. He will never treat me good."
"I don't care! You will marry him! That's that!" Baba slammed his hand down on the table that was between us, glared at me, and walked away.
"Sweetie-"My mother said. I cut her off.
"No! You knew about this, and just sat there, not stopping him! You knew this wasn't what I wanted! You knew," I whispered the last part.
My mother opened her mouth to say something, but I just got up and ran to my room. Locking the door.
After lying in my bed for a few minutes, I had made a decision. I was going to run away.
I didn't take much; just put my hairbrush, toothpaste, toothbrush, and a few hair ties in my purse. I also stuffed some toiletries, and enough money that would last me at least a year.
Hey, I had a pretty big purse…
The last thing I took was two pictures. One of my parents; my brothers, Eddie and Mason; and I. The second one was of my best friend, Lissa, and her family with me.
I left my cell phone here, not wanting a thousand texts, and missed calls. I would just buy a new one.
I could hear shuffling downstairs, so I decided to use the next best exit… the window.
I made sure I had everything I needed, once more, before slowly opening the window, making sure no sound was heard. I swung my legs over the side, and looked around for anyone or anything that could see me.
It was clear.
I grabbed onto the big tree branch that was in front of me, and swung down to the next one, almost like a monkey.
I finally got to the ground. I ran towards the front of the house, down the very long driveway, typed the code to get out/in, looked back once more; taking in the look of it and memories I had here, before I ran out into the town… away from my home.
I broke out of my thoughts. It was now dark, and everyone had most likely left the beach… it was just me.
I let the tears fall, knowing no one could see them. Well I was wrong.
"I'm so sorry." A deep, manly accented voice reached my ears. He had bumped into me and I fell back on the ground. I tried to wipe my tears before he could notice them.
"Why are you crying? Are you okay?" He seemed honestly worried. I looked up, meeting his eyes for the first time.
And I have to tell you… they were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen.
Hell, he was beautiful. His dark brown hair reached just below his chin, you could melt just looking into his chocolate brown eyes, and don't even get me started on his body… he had muscle everywhere and it wasn't overdone to make him look like he was taking steroids or look unattractive… he looked like God has sculpted him himself.
"I-I'm fine." I lied.
"No you're not. You're crying." He was one stubborn man.
"why should I even tell you? I don't know you at all."
"I'm Dimitri. Now can you please tell me what is wrong? I want to help." Dimitri pleaded.
I sighed. I felt like I could trust him even though I barely knew him.
"Okay, well it's a long story, but I will make it short. My parents are forcing me to marry a drunken playboy, to make money and fame. If I marry him, I will never be treated the way I deserve. I met him once… he hit me after I told him I didn't want to marry him. So I ran away, and here we are."
Dimitri sat there for a moment.
"Come with me."
"What?" I asked.
"You can stay at my house with me. I live alone. I promise I won't hurt you. Also where does your 'fiancé' live? I want to give him a piece of my mind."
"I-"I thought about it… do I want to live with someone I met only about fifteen minutes ago?
So what did you think? Should I continue?
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