She was only sixteen when she was diagnosed with cancer. The illness was aggressive and it took away four years of her life. She went in and out of hospitals. Her days marked by pills and chemo´s. The one was making her sick and the other was making her loose her hair.
At the age of eighteen the doctors told her that she probably won't be turning nineteen. The cancer had grown and none of the treatments would help her.
It had made her think a lot of her life and what she wanted to do as long as she could. She finished high school in a couple of months and she learned how to drive. Like that she close a couple of things on her list. But one thing kept bothering her.
She had never kissed anyone before. And she wanted to know how it would be to be hold, to be kissed by a boy.
She had never had the chance to experience love. She had been too busy with school and her friends to take a moment to notice boys. But as the days and weeks passed by and her death would reach her soon she wanted to experience it.
She got hospitalized a couple of weeks before she would turn nineteen. She had already made it further than her doctors thought she would. And about that she was proud. She was a fighter. She had always been and she would be a fighter until the day she would die.
In her time at the hospital she met a hansom resident. A tall Russian man named Dimitri Belikov. As soon as she saw him she knew that she would have loved to fall in love with a guy like Dimitri.
But she lay in bed. Sick, bald and ugly. She would never have a change a loving with someone like Dimitri. Not in the state she was in. Maybe when she wouldn't have been sick she would have a change with him.
She used to be a very pretty girl. She used to have long brown hair, a curved body and she was thin. But with all the chemo and medicine that she had taken during her illness there was nothing left of the beautiful girl she once had been.
He had been there a lot. He wanted to become an oncologist. Wanted to cure those who were fighting against their own body. Most of his patients were old people so he would enjoy spending time with her. He had told her one evening.
His eyes had been sparkling and he had a full smile on his face. That would be something that would make every girl weak in the knees. She knew that when Dimitri smiled that the girl would throw themselves in front of him.
She loved the days that Dimitri was present. He would always come by and talk to her. Even if he would only stop by to say hi to her. It brightened her day.
When the summer was approaching she became sicker and sicker. She would turn nineteen in only three days and everyone was afraid that she wouldn't make it. But she knew she would. She had to. It was her only wish at the moment.
Well, not her only wish. But she was ashamed to ask for the other. Because that had to do with a curtain Russian resident. She wished every night that he would kiss her. It was stupid, she knew that. How could someone so beautiful as him kiss someone as ugly as her.
She spent three days in hell in the hospital. Her parents were too sad to stay for too long. Her friends had stopped with coming by a long time ago. And when her birthday came she even asked her parents to stay home.
But her biggest surprise came that night. The night of her nineteen birthday. Dimitri had told her he would be changing hospitals. How could her birthday be any kind of good as he wasn't there?
As most of the patient turned to sleep and she was watching the nurses walk by, he came along. He stood there tall leaning against the wall. He wore a black suit. His jacket over his arm and the tie loose. It looked hot on him.
He told her that he had drunk a little too much. But he couldn't keep himself from coming by to wish her a happy birthday. Knowing how stupid that sounded. He sat with her on her bed and he hold her hands. It made her lit up.
They talked and he told her about him. About his past and what he wanted in life. She told him how she used to be and what her dreams used to be. It had felt good and it felt like they had been friends for a long time.
It was already past midnight when he told her that he should go. He wasn't supposed to be there in the first place. He told her that he had a weak point for her from the beginning.
And before he left he had asked her if he could do anything for her. Do something for her before he would be gone.
With a hard beating heart she had asked him if he would kiss her. He had laughed at her at first. But then she had told him that she had never kissed anyone before. And that she didn't want to die without being kissed.
He had been silent for minutes before he could even blink and look at her again. But he had come closer again. His hands cupping her cheeks as he bend closer to her. And then for a couple of minutes his lips had met her in a silent kiss.
And it was the best gift she had ever received for her birthday. It made her feel like she could fly. And it had released a spark of hope inside of her. Hope that she would survive the stupid cancer so she could kiss him again.
As soon as their lips had parted he was gone. There hadn't been another between the two of them. But she didn't care. She had been kissed and it was the best thing that ever happened to her.
As a miracle her body became better in the following months. The doctors couldn't find out where her sudden healing came from. But she knew it. It had been him. He had made her better. And she would life to the day that she could thank him for that.
When she turned twenty her body was in full remission. She could finally go further with her life and she would enjoy it. She wanted to become a nurse. Help them who needed it the most. Repaying for they had taken care for her when she couldn't do it herself.
I had recently turned twenty-five and I had finally received my diploma. I was a nurse from now on. And I was proud. Proud at what I had go through and what I was doing these days.
I had made a couple of friends and lived together with them in one apartment. Lissa, Mia, Jill and Sydney were the friends that made my life so much better. Even with the bickering and discussions we had from time to time.
Lissa was sweet and caring. She had let me in the moment we had met and we were inseparable from that moment. She came from a rich family which she hated. They had wanted for her to become a doctor or something high. But the only thing she wanted was to be a nurse. So she had left her family and we had moved to a small apartment together.
She had met a analyst on one of her internships, Christian. And they were together for a couple of years now. I couldn´t stand Christian some days. But in the end we were just like brother and sister.
In the following years we had met the other girls and decided that it would be the best if we would just go live together. So know we had a bigger apartment where we had room enough for the five of us.
Mia was a year younger than me and we hated each other when we first met. She had been dating an ex of Lissa´s and she had such a bitch about it. But a bar fight and a couple of drinks further we became friends. Mia was a model and she brought a different guy home every weekend. Something we had a lot of fights about.
Jill was like our little sister. She was three years younger and still in school. But I had loved her from the moment we met and she had this cute rambling thing when she was nervous. She was very smart and wanted to be a scientist.
Jill came from a strict family and she was already engaged to her high-school sweetheart Eddie Castile. He was a very nice guy and he felt like a brother to me.
And then we had Sydney. She was our bookworm. She was always carrying books around and studying. She recently got her diploma as an architect and she had started at a big firma. We all thought it was boring but she loved it. And that was enough for us. But we would never stop to tease her about it.
But the thing that surprised us the most about Sydney was when she brought Adrian with her. She announced that he was boyfriend and that we would just shut about it. Very unlike Sydney. And I still couldn't find out what it was about Adrian because he was good for her.
'Rose, bring your ass down here within ten seconds or I will make you regret it.' Lissa screamed from down stairs and it made me smile. She had insisted that we would celebrate that we had our diploma and we had already found work.
I had told her that we could celebrate it another time since we would be starting our new job tomorrow. But she wouldn't listen. So we had dressed up and I was dawdling in my room. Not wanting to go out. I was looking good in my black dress. But every time my eyes travelled over my body I could still see all the scars.
I take a deep breath and walk down the stairs. Knowing that they are waiting for me. All of them. Lissa with Christian, Mia, Jill with Eddie and Sydney with Adrian. They had all found where they were looking for. But I just couldn't find it.
And it was not that I haven't date before. I had and I had a couple of relationships before. But all of them didn't seem right. And I won't admit it in front of my friends, but there was a part of me that still kept dreaming of a certain Russian resident.
'Oh, Rose. You look beautiful.' Lissa says and she hugs me. I smile at her and tell her that she looks beautiful herself. Her eyes lit up and travel back at Christian.
I love Lissa to death. But when she is with Christian she has this thing that she forgets that there are more people around her. I let her go back to Christian and walk in the back of the group next to Mia.
'Maybe we find some hot guys at the club Rose. I can't wait to touch all the hotties there.' She says with a large grin on her face. And I can't help to laugh at her. She is such a flirt. Saying that she doesn't want to bind herself to a man. And who am I to disagree.
We keep discussing what kind of guy we want for tonight until we get to the club. Maybe it would be nice to flirt a little and have that teasing again. Even if it's for just one night. What could happen?
We sit down at a table on the balcony of the club. Down stairs is a large dancefloor and a bar. But here they are serving the drinks at our table. Everything for the owner of this club. Adrian. He wants the best for Sydney and as friends of her we get the best also.
Not that I'm complaining about it. But sometimes I miss the time where we would still be at the dancefloor all night dancing until we couldn't stand anymore. But as the most of our club has relationships things have changed.
'Come on Rose. Let's dance. I already some hot guys down and we have to get a better view.' Mia screams in my ear while she is dragging me down stairs. At these moments I just love her. At these moments it is nice to have another single friend.
'Where are those hot guys Mia?' I ask and she smiles a full smile at me. She gets what I am asking her and I know that it makes her happy. I haven't wanted male attention after my latest relation. It didn't end very well.
'Oh Rose. Finally! But let's go do a make-up check first, okay!' she screams and drags me to the lady's room. We are not even half an hour in this club so our make-up should be fine. But having a model as one of your best friends means that you always have to look good.
'So, what kind of guy do you want Rose? Some big, strong guy. Or a really hot looking one? I have seen a couple of guys in there that are worth giving a chance.' She says while applying some new mascara.
'I think I want to big and strong. That seems more like my type of guy. Then you can have the really hot looking guy.' I say and we both laugh. It have always been like this. I want a strong and big guy and Mia want a men model. It fits.
'Your order, I deliver.' She says and gives me a small kiss on my cheek. We walk out of there and throw ourselves at the dancefloor. We both know well how to dance and get male attention. And it doesn't take very long before Mia is dancing with a hot looking guy.
I leave her and go to the bar to get another drink. I need to loosen up a little first before I can just wrap myself around some guy.
I dance for a while but I can't enjoy myself alone. There are guys enough and some are giving me those looks that are telling me that they want me. But I don't want them.
Back at our table there isn't really anything for me. Christian and Lissa are long gone and I don't even want to know what they are doing. Ugh. And Jill and Eddie are talking and kissing a lot. They didn't even notice me when I got back. And I don't even want to think about Sydney and Adrian. She is sitting on his lap and they could just better go home.
Angry and feeling alone I go back down and even drink more. A lot more. And I know that I will regret it in the morning. But I just can't help it. It sucks to watch your friends having fun when you just can't seem to get any.
After a couple of numbers I feel two strong warm hands on my hips and they feel pleasant. I push myself back towards him and feel his breath on my neck. My hands travel to his neck and I push my ass more towards him.
'Oh, baby. How I've missed you.' His voice sounds in my ear and I freeze in that moment. That voice. It's something that I never wanted to hear again. He chuckles in my ear when he feels me freeze.
I try to get away from his grip but he just tighten it. I put my hands on his hands and try to get them off. But he won't move them. So I do the only thing I can imagine. I push the heel of my shoe in his feet, hard. And I throw my fist back against his nose.
He lets go of me immediately and I spin around. Facing him with a death glare. In front of me is Mason. My latest ex-boyfriend and an asshole. He cheated on me and then he was blaming me. And if that wasn't he enough he stalked me for months until he finally got enough.
'If you won't leave me along, you sick bastard. I will make sure you regret the day that you even met me.' I say with such a venom in my voice that he takes a step back.
Good. Perfect. I don't need him. I don't need any men that think that he can treat me like that. I've been through enough in my life to spend my time on guys that aren't worth it.
I storm back to the bar to get another drink. The guy behind the bar looks at me with a sympathetic look and it can just tell what he is thinking. Great. Just great.
'Having a bad night?' a deep and warm voice asks. If it couldn't get any worse. The guys flirting you from the bar are the worst. They are even too lazy to go to the dancefloor.
'Yes, but it's not of your business.' I say a little bitchier than necessary. The only reaction I get is a low beautiful laugh. It brightens my mood and I look to him.
And the moment I lay my eyes on him my breath stops for a minute. There he is. There my beautiful Russian resident is. He is probably not a resident anymore. But he is still beautiful. A little older then he was back then.
And I can't stop staring at him. How many times in the last six years have I dreamt about seeing him again. And now on this night he is right in front of me. And the only thing I have said to him is some bitchy thing.
His eyes are looking at me with amusement in them. Would he recognize me? Probably not. I've changed so much since that. And how can you recognize someone when you only met her when she was sick and bald.
'Can I help you?' he asks with a small smile. Oh my. I am still staring at him. What must he think of me? Probably that I lost my mind. And I have lost my mind. How can this happen to me?
'I'm so sorry. I know it's rude to stare.' I say and lower my eyes. Shouldn't have done that. Because now I'm just taking his body in. He has a dark jeans on with a blue shirt that shows of his muscles. And boy, he has muscles. Only the sight of him makes me go weak in the knees.
'I don't mind. I'm Dimitri.' He says and I look up. He doesn't remember me. it makes me even smile brighter.
'I know.' I say before I can help myself and I can hit myself at the moment. His eyes lit up with confusion as I say that. Know he really must think that I'm a stalker or something.
'My name is Rose Hathaway.' I say and I just wait. Watching him. I can see the moment he remembers the name and his eyes meet mine in surprise. His eyes show a lot of emotions before he stands up and his hands cup my cheeks.
'I have always thought that you were…' he says but doesn't finish the sentence. He doesn't have to. I already know what he wants to say. He didn't thought I would survive. I smile and lay my hands on his hands.
'Sometimes miracles happen.' I say and we just stare in each other eyes. I have always dreamt about meeting him again and it is even better than I ever thought it would be.
'I have thought about you so many times in the past six years Rose. You had this fire in you what inspired everyone around you. And I couldn't stand it that you didn't received the chance to find out what you wanted in life.' He says and he pulls me a little closer. It feels so nice to be this close to him. Even if it is in this club. And his words. They just set me on fire.
I always thought that we had a connection back then. He understood me better than my own parents did. And it is so sweet of him to say this. He has been thinking of me for all those years. Just as I kept thinking about him.
'May I kiss you?' he asks. And the only thing I can do is nod. He bends his head slowly towards mine and then his lips are on mine. I answer his kiss and our lips move together. It even feels better than I can remember.
His tongue traces my bottom lip asking for permission. Something I gladly give him. Our tongues battle for dominance for a while before someone clears his throat. Dimitri pulls back and give the person a death glare. I look to the person and see Jill, Eddie, Mia and some guy I don't know standing next to us.
'Rose, we wanted to go home. Do you come with us?' Mia asks. Not afraid of Dimitri. I bite my lip and look between them and Dimitri.
'Do you… Do you want to go home with me?' I ask him. A little ashamed that my friends are watching this. He lifts his brows in a surprised look. But he just nods and I pull him with me.
We walk at the back of the little group. Our arms wrapped around the other and neither of us speaks. We just enjoy being together. I can't believe I asked him to go home with me. Normally I flirt a lot but I'm not the kind of girl for a one-night stand.
I look up to him and see that his mind is far away from here. I wonder what he is thinking about. But in the meantime I have the time to study him. His long brown hair is tight together in his nape. He has beautiful plump pink lips that looks so good for kissing. And I know that they are wonderful when you kiss them.
He has a sharp straight nose and two dark brown eyes. His brows are thick but it suits him. He has a strong jaw and light stubble. It looks very sexy on him.
He looks down and he smiles when his eyes met mine. Knowing that I am watching him.
I take him up to my room and we stand there watching each other. My hands go up to his chest and I rest them on him. He puts his hands on my hips and pulls me a little closer. His lips back at mine. I slowly push him back to my bed and let him fall on it.
I straddle his hips and pull his hair loose. My hands go through his hair and he pulls me closer again. His hands roaming over my body.
'I just still can't believe that you are here.' He softly says. His eyes are taking me in with wonder.
'I can't believe that you are here, Dimitri.' I say and he smiles.
After that his lips are on mine again and we don't speak again. Soon our clothes are gone and we spent the night tangled together. Not wanting to leave the other. And it feels so good. We finally fell asleep in each other arms and I slept better than I had done in a long time.
I'm still discussing with myself if I want to leave this as an one-shot, or make it into a story. So I will let you decide! Just leave a review if you want me to make this into a story! If I get enough reviews I will update as soon as possible.