Unless… he finds another American girl he can marry in the two months they gave him before he has to go back to Baia.
Hey everyone! So, this is my new story, don't worry I'm not bailing on my other ones, but I've had this story in my head for a while now and nobody has done it, (if they did I couldn't find it so…)
Anyway, special thanks to my new beta: XxXLost-In-The-CrowdXxX
Disclamer: I don't own VA, just the plot and any character that you don't recognize.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
"Sorry, your application for a citizenship has been denied." The voice at the other side of the glass sounded bored. As if he had better things to do than this.
"What? But that can't be." Dimitri said, shocked. He had been sure that he was going to get a citizenship in the United States; he had given the tests, and his paperwork was in order. He had counted on it.
"We are sorry Mr. Belikov, but that is the way things are." The guy from the civil registration said.
This couldn't be happening. Dimitri was thinking as he exited the building and called a cab to get back the hotel he was currently living in; ever since his soon to be ex-wife had dumped him.
He had come to the states in a student's visa, all the way from Siberia. In college he had met Tasha. At the time, he had been so blinded as to what he thought was love that he hadn't thought twice about marrying her. And of course, he had stayed well after the visa had expired, he didn't care though, since he had married an American women, he could live here.
Of course, not 2 years after they had gotten married, Tasha started to act strange. She would stay working late, and go on working trips that took whole weekends.
But Dimitri didn't think much of it. He loved his wife and wanted to support her decision to work, even when he could have easily supported both of them with his work.
He was so supportive, that one night, he decided he would surprise his beautiful wife with a romantic dinner, maybe a picnic in the moonlight he thought to himself, and went to her office.
What he found make him dump the basket with the food to the ground. Her wife, the love of his life since college, was having sex with some guy on her desk.
The rest just happened after that. They had separated, and not a week after, she had filed for divorce. He accepted it; he couldn't bear to look at her after that. And he became a cold man, he stopped trusting people.
What he hadn't considered though, was that since he was divorced of her now, that meant he had to go back to Siberia.
That meant he would lose his job, would have to say goodbye to his friends, his whole life was here now. He was not about to let that happen.
And just as he was about to get into his car, a perfect solution occurred to him.
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