Disclaimer: I own nothing, it all belongs to Richelle Mead the wonderful, talented author of the VA series.
Waking up, I turned to glance out the window. The last traces of golden light was just being erased from the sky. Sliding away from the soft bed and warm covers, I slid my feet across the carpet until I reached my closet. I slipped out of my pajamas and yanked on my workout clothes. Grabbing hold of my gym bag, I set off to meet Dimitri in the gym.
I made my way into the gym all smiles, ready to see my love. I wasn't ready for what I saw, never could have been prepared. Dimitri's body crushed Lissa's against the wall. His mouth was pressed to hers. The worst part was, she didn't struggle, she didn't scream it was wrong. Instead, she was kissing back. I could call it a dream, but that would be too easy.
With hurt invading my heart, easily shattering already cracked pieces, I threw my heavy gym bag down onto the floor. It slid easily across the highly glossed wood when I kicked it. Dimitri leaped away from Lissa like she had been socking in acid and it hurt to make contact with her skin. The back of his hand racked over his lips, eyes pleading me to stay, pleading me to listen, pleading me to understand.
"Oh my Roza, I am so very sor-" I cut him off by holding up a single hand, standing my ground.
"No. Do forgive me for interupting. Guardian Belikov have a lovely life with Princess Dragomir." Their voices slid off my tongue like poison. Turning to leave, one more thought flitted through my head. Turning to Lissa, I jabbed a finger at her, accusingly.
"You tell Christain. Or I will." I stated, firmly. With that said, I turned on my heel and left.
The tears rolled hot down my face. I didn't know where I was going, not sure I needed to, not sure I wanted to. Bumping into something, I looked up into calming blue seas I called eyes. Wrapping my arms around him, I snuggled into his chest, breathing him in.
"What's wrong, Rose?" He questioned, stroking my long dark hair.
"Lissa, Dimitri, kissing. What did I do to make them do that to me Mason?" My voice, barely audible, below a whisper. Mason kissed the top of my head, and began whispering sweet, comforting words to me.
We stood there like that for several moments, before it was time for us to seperate and depart. I walked, slowly, numbly, half dead. Another broken heart, somehow still beating. When the full darkness of night consumed me, I refused to go to breakfast. Couldn't face Lissa, couldn't face Dimitri, not quite yet.
My feet carried me to the gym, where everything fell apart. Slipping on my gloves, I pranced over to a punching bag. All of this mornings emotions flowed into my punches. BAM! Minor irritation in my knuckles through my gloves. BAM! SMACK! Minor irritation blossoms into pain. BAM! SMACK! HIT! Pain bleeds into agony.
"Rose stop!" Hands pulled me away, a body flattened me to the floor.
"Get off me!" I screeched, anger flooding me.
"Rose! Calm down." The same voice ordered, dangerously low. Just like that, Mason held me for the second time as I fell apart.