Rose POV
I froze looking across the courtyard, I watched Dimitri embrace my best friend Lissa.
In that moment my entire world shifted. It was like everything had frozen along with me. I started to see Lissa in a different light. It was like her true colours were shining through her angelic façade.
I fought the temptation to confront her on my feelings. Which would without a doubt turn into me hurting her. Possibly physically but definitely emotionally. My nails were digging into my palm with the effort that I was exerting.
I knew though that it was the darkness. It just seemed so real at times. These false feeling of resentment towards Lissa. I knew they were for Dimitri but I was transferring them onto her because I couldn't get close to him. At first it was just a nagging sensation in the back of my mind. But gradually over time it came to the forefront of my mind and eventually it was all I could think about when I saw them together. Every time this happened I felt like I was seeing it for the first time.
This strengthened my resolve to get away. We had graduated and I was appointed as her guardian. As much as this was what we had always wished for, things change and people change. And the situation had definitely changed. Now whenever I was around her hate swirled inside of me like an out of control tornado. And even though I knew it was darkness induced, I was afraid that I would hurt her.
So without her knowledge I had resigned as her guardian but made sure that she would get an adequate replacement. Eddie would guard her. And if society accepted it then I'm fairly positive that Dimitri would do so to.
A lot has been going on at court recently, other than my ex boyfriend troubles. I wasn't self-centred enough to ignore the surrounding world as much as I wanted to.
Lissa had broken up with Christian. In a un-Lissa-like moment she had allowed Adrian to kiss her. At that exact moment Christian walked in. They broke up then and there. And it seems Lissa hasn't looked back. Which is peculiar considering how in love she was with Christian. But hey, to each their own I suppose.
Christian on the other hand had some serious pent up rage. He approached me earlier and gave me a proposition that I couldn't refuse. It gave me the perfect excuse to get out of here. I knew I couldn't say goodbye to Lissa. She wouldn't let me leave. But I could say goodbye from a distance, even if she didn't know that was what I was doing. She would find my note though, when and if she realised that I was gone.
As Christian's newly sanctioned guardian I made my way to the jet that would take both him and myself out of this hell hole. Who knows if we will return. Maybe if we both get our anger under control and forgive those that we were once closest to but only time will tell.
