AN: Hi again
This is the first actual chapter (obviously) I hope you like it and please review, much appreciated.
Katey xx
Lying on my crappy, thin jail cell bed. I wondered how I was going to die. My theory was that my 'executioners' would tie me down and stake me through my shattered, pain filled heart.
Shattered? You ask. My ex-mentor, former Strigoi and owner of my heart has abandoned me and told me that his love for me has faded. As much as I don't want to believe it, I suppose I have to…
I sighed, Dimitri Belikov, why did you do this to me?
I just realised, my situation sort of reminds me of Romeo and Juliet, with the tragic death of the two lovers and all.
Dimitri, Dimitri, wherefore art thou Dimitri. If only I knew.
I chuckled to myself and turned over to face the bars of my cell. I could see two of the many guardians assigned to my cell outside, one sitting at the door and one standing, facing me. I smiled at him, just for something to do. He blinked. Oh, how nice of you.
I closed my eyes and tried to gather my thoughts, as that was really the only thing I could do to keep me from going insane. I decided to arrange the stuff in my life into good or bad categories to pass the time.
I'm going to die tomorrow-bad. (Duh!)
Dimitri doesn't love me- bad.
This leaky-roofed dreary cell used to be Dimitri's- good.
Dimitri doesn't love me-bad.
Lissa, Adrian and all the others are trying to prove my innocence-good.
Dimitri doesn't love me-bad.
As per usual, the bad outweighs the good. I sighed again, trying to get Dimitri off the brain.
"Hathaway, dinner," a gruff voiced called, snapping me out of my musings.
"Hmm?"
"Dinner, come and get it," a big, burly guardian stated slowly, like he was talking to a child.
I rose stiffly from the narrow cot, staggering my first few steps towards the tray on the floor.
I picked it up and inspected it carefully. Great, a piece of bread, probably stale, a chunk of hard cheese and a few thin slices of what looked like ham. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, come on Rose, you can do this, I thought. I took a bit of the mystery meat and cringed, it was ham, salty, over-processed ham. I reluctantly swallowed it. I was so hungry, but this food was horrible. I shrugged, I was gonna die anyway. I wolfed down the rest of the gross prison food and gulped down the small bottle of warm water put there for me as well. Just to annoy the guards. I dropped the tray on the ground, it landed with a clatter and the guard against the wall jerked up his head, scowling when he saw me smirk.
I sat down on my cot, sighing once again. I lay down and turned on my side, facing the bleak wall of my small cell. I let my mind drift away and my eyes soon drifted shut and I fell asleep.
I saw a man, a tall man, walking through the tree lined path of my old school, St. Vladimir's academy. I increased my pace, trying to catch him. He had shoulder-length brown hair, tied in a ponytail at the base of his neck, and he was wearing a long brown coat-a duster, I thought it was called. I tried to remember his name, but I couldn't, like there was a block in my brain that I couldn't shift.
"Hey!" I called out.
He turned around.
"Dimitri!" I called out, finally remembering his name. But everything else flooded back, the love, the pain and the confusion involved with just this one man. I loved him, I still do. He abandoned me, left me to myself. Why should I care? I asked myself. I had to.
"Dimitri! Wait! Please!" I cried, desperate now. I reached out towards him.
He was so close now, I could hear him sigh as he stopped and turned to face me.
"What, Rose?" That voice, oh god, that voice, that accent. I missed it so much, saying my name, that he loves me, forever.
I jogged towards him, near enough to touch him.
"What's wrong?" I asked, taking in his sad expression. "Why do you look so sad? You came back to me, I love you."
I yearned to reach out and touch his face, run my fingers through that silky hair.
"I know," he smiled a sad smile.
I put my hand to his cheek and pulled him towards me. He didn't really react to my touch. As I raised my lips to his, he whispered, "Roza, you know my love has faded, I can't forgive myself for my past."
"No. It's okay Dimitri, really," I replied, saddened by his words. I pushed the stray strand of silky hair back from his face.
I pulled his face down and our lips met, erasing all of my worries, all of his protests were silenced as we kissed. Finally, I was in his arms, we were together aga-
"Hathaway!" A voice woke me from my dream. God, did that suck.
I groaned, putting my hands over my eyes.
"Rose!" the guardian called again, getting frustrated.
I shifted to a sitting position to face the guard.
"You have a visitor, now," he said.
"Oh, uh, okay, send them in then," I muttered, rubbing my eyes.
My visitor strode up to my cell and grabbed the bars. I sighed deeply and shook my head as I saw who it was.
"Why so great a sigh, little dhampir?"