A/N Second fanfiction, SO PLEASE DON'T JUDGE. Huge fan of Adrian and Rose! Adrian didn't deserve what Rose did to him, so this is my alternate version of The Last Sacrifice.

*Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy. I own only my story's plot.

Adrian's POV

I took another swig of alcohol. It ran through my veins, taming the spirit in me. For now.

Weeks passed since Rose rejected me. I had thought about what she said. I had also spent those weeks drowning myself in drinking. And while I was at that, why not start smoking again? Rose obviously doesn't care.

Rose. Just remembering her name made the remains of my heart break again. I stared blankly ahead, only vaguely realizing what I would appear to an outsider right now. Drunk, heart-broken. And I couldn't care less.

I gulped down more alcohol. Somehow it made enduring all this a lot easier.

Rose, Rose, Rose. A little taunting voice in my head was chanting her name over and over. A part of my consciousness that refuses to give her up. Screw this voice. She's gone, you idiot. I let out a bitter laugh. Talking or more like dissing myself? First signs of insaneness. But then again, who said I was sane to begin with?

I saw the bartender eying me warily. To him, I was just another typical man trying to drown his sorrows. Which is exactly what I'm trying to do.

Several bottles later, I staggered through the door outside. There was shapes and shadows dancing across the line of my vision, mocking me. I struggled just to stay on my feet. My eyes are apparently failing me, because all I see is Rose's face. Her dark hair, dark eyes.

How could she do this to me? Leaving a trail of heartbreak in her path, and I'm part of it. I gritted my teeth and tried not to think who she left me for.

Dimitri Belikov. Tall, dark, handsome. Definitely enough to make girls swoon. But then, I can, too. Rose insists he understands her. Maybe it was their guardian kick-ass attitudes. Maybe it was because they both take their honor seriously and devote their life into protecting the Moroi. I wish it was me that understood her like that.

I should have realized at the beginning loving her was a lost cause. The wistfulness in her eyes when she thinks of him. The look on her face when she hears his name. All signs. I was too blind-sided by my love for her. Yet I ignored all the signs. This is the price I'm going to pay. This is the price I am paying. Every day that passes is full of torment. I probably look like crap too.

When I finally reached the apartment suite I am currently living in. Wobbling a bit, I took the elevator up to the penthouse suite at the top. I burst into my room and flopped myself onto the bed.

The next thing I knew, it was afternoon, I had slept for twelve hours straight.

I took a quick shower and slipped into my clothes. The time of mourning Rose is over. I can't let her take over my life now.

I decided to pay the court and Lissa a visit. Phoning my chauffeur I slipped on shades and within minutes, my ride was here. Let's do this Adrian-style.

Once the car was moving, it gave me a lot of time to think. I decided to get over Rose. But to tell you the truth, just because you decide something's going to happen, doesn't mean it will. Which means, in reality, I might appear to get over Rose. But somewhere buried in my subconscious, I know I'm not over her. Not yet. Even the thought of her bedding another man isn't reason enough. My love for her is too deep it goes beyond that.

I glanced outside the window. While I was buried in my thoughts. I had lost track of time. We were already here. I briskly open the car door and stepped out.

Of course, with my luck, the person waiting in front of the doors just had to be Guardian Hathaway. Rose. My breath caught in my throat.

Rose's POV

Adrian? Honestly, that was my first thought when I saw him step out. Only a person who understood him well could tell despite his facade, he was hurting inside.

Well, I was the reason he was hurting. Seeing him again brought so much more feelings I had tried to bury back to the surface again.

I told myself again and again, we weren't meant to be. Adrian was made for lounging around, I have to be prepared to risk my life for the Moroi I will be assigned. And the Moroi is Lissa, the queen. Which if you hadn't already figured out, need a lot of protecting. Like a lot.

Now before I gave a dozen times when Lissa was attacked, I saw Adrian take a step forward, almost tentatively.

It hurts me to see him like that. And you know what hurts me more? Knowing that I was the cause for his pain he's going through. Not a very good idea to have your heart-broken if you specialize in spirit. One heart-break just might as well mean how stable your mind will become.

Even though I said I didn't think Adrian and I would work out, it didn't go that way in my mind. I still love Adrian. I gave up Dimitri for this. I might as well talk to him sooner than later. I started to take small steps toward him. It's either just me, or did he actually flinch every time I took a step?

My guilt grew bigger. It was like weighing down my every step. Soon I was face-to-face with Adrian Ivashkov.

"Adrian." My voice said softly, very unusual for me. Adrian looked up surprised, and even though I couldn't see his eyes, I could practically feel the hurt radiating from him.

"Yes?"

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