Last Sacrifice

Chapter 1

They say when your about to die, you see your life flash before your eyes. But all that was flashing before my eyes as I was sitting in this crummy cell is, 'why can't I get a break'? Seriously my entire life has been about protecting Lissa, they come first, seems to be the worst set of words that I have ever heard in my life. Honestly, I throw myself into danger to save who? Moroi, and Royal Moroi and for what? To be wrongly accused and stuck in a jail cell for "killing the queen" yeah that's bullshit because I hated the queen don't get me wrong I really did, but I would never kill her. And if I did I wouldn't have of made it so obvious to it being me.

Arguing outside brought me back to reality. It was Lissa; she was so determined to see me. I sat down so I could safely slip into her head.

"What do you mean she doesn't want to see me!" Lissa yelled at the guard, who I recognized from the café.

"Sorry Princess, she's too dangerous, and she asked for no visitors." He said, guardian mask on like it didn't affect him at all.

Anger boiled in her and than I, or Lissa felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She looked up and stared I saw Dimitri. Jealousy ran through me. I don't know why I felt this way, I knew Lissa never felt this way about him, but the fact that that's HER shoulder he was comforting. And not mine. Never mine. Not anymore. Love fades, mine has. I shuddered I couldn't think of it that way. I had to move on. I knew I had to, he did. And Adrian was always nice to me. He wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't tell me he loves me than take it back and break my heart. I had to focus on what Lissa was saying now because I could of stared at Dimitri all day and never get tired of it.

He finally spoke "what about me? does she want to see me?" Dimitri said, almost as he wanted to see me. I think I saw hope in his eyes. It was just a flash so I didn't take anything by it. I couldn't I couldn't have him break my heart again. But my heart wasn't broken. It was shattered.

"Sorry Belikov. She had especially said to not let you in." the guard said. Looking at Dimitri I could see that it hurt him bad. He looked shocked, confused, and hurt.

Good it serves him right. Now he can see what he put me through. I hated him; I wanted him to suffer.

Wait. Why did I want that? Where did this random anger come from?

Lissa, I realized, was using spirit. Compulsion to be exact. I pulled out of her head and yelled to the guard, "Look away! She's trying to compel you!" I heard him gasp. And than Lissa mutter something than storm away. I breathed slowly. I didn't want them to see me like this. I didn't want them to see the oh so powerful Rose Hathaway look so broken. No I didn't want their pity.

I dozed off. I realized I was in a church. I was sad. Why was I so sad? I looked to the front of the church and realized why. Lissa, Dimitri, Christian, Eddie, Mia, and my parents were all in the front looking down at a casket which, I realized, had my name on it. I looked so peaceful, and well dead. But there was a huge mark in the middle of my chest. They stabbed me with a silver stake. Ironic right? I used that thing my entire life, for them to use my stake to kill me. Than I realized, Adrian wasn't at my funeral. Why wouldn't he be here? He says he loves me. He would be here. Anger flowed through my body. Than I felt he dream change.

I was in a garden wearing the normal belly shirt with the belly ring in it.

"Still wearing that protection I see." Adrian's voice came from behind a tree and he stepped out. He looked good. And I mean he looked really good. I haven't ever seen him look this way before. But it could just be because I haven't seen anyone in the 3 weeks I've been in this hell hole.

"Yeah it was a gift. From 2 people." I replied, well technically it was just from my mother, but my father had given it to her. So I consider it 2 people. "Look I really don't want to see anyone. Leave me alone." He looked at me. And I mean looked right through me.

"You just don't want to see the people who care most about you." He replied almost begging for me to agree.

"No, not true, Dimitri doesn't care about me. And I don't want to see him either." I flinched at my own words. Dimitri.

He looked angered that I would even bring up him. "Yeah well Belikov doesn't deserve to see you.

I really didn't want to argue with him about that. Because the jealousy coming out of his voice told me everything I needed to know, he believes Dimitri still loves me. Well I don't. And I know he doesn't. He told me.

But what broke my heart the most is that the one I loved with my entire being and soul, doesn't love me anymore, but the one that loves me with all his being, I don't love him as much as I love Dimitri.

Adrian looked at me like he was examining me. Until I realized he was looking at my aura. I turned my face from him. "Let me go." I told him.

He almost argued with me to stay. Until he looked at me, and really looked at me, without the change of clothes he put on me himself, well in the dream. I can only imagine what I look like. Honestly I barely get fed and I haven't showered in a few days. And I'm pretty sure he sees the blood and bruises on my body from me beating myself up pretty much. Fighting in the cell of death. He walked forward to hold my hand. I let him. He kissed me, I found myself kissing him back. Like I wanted it. And honestly I did. It wasn't that I need you in my life kiss like Dimitri and I shared. How I still felt about him. But it was sweet. I was the one who ended it.

"Please." Within the next few seconds I found myself crying in my cell.

I heard someone walking in my cell, than I smelt the scent of aftershave.