Okay, this the first chapter of Southern Love!

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~!Rose!~

Dimitri Point of View

I wanted to run. Wanted to cry, scream, hug her, kiss her, anything. I jerked my head anywhere but them, needing some relief. I always thought Rose would be mine. And I guess that's why in some way I had this huge weight taken off my shoulders when Drake died. I know that's horrible but at that point I knew I had another chance with Roza, now? No, I shouldn't have left her after Drakes death, if I continued on on the what if's I might never finish. I gulped down un-cried tears and turned around. Lissa was obviously looking for Rose. I point Lissa to her, Lissa eyes lit up as she hurried toward her. I watched them exchange happy hugs as I took my place along the wall.

I have no idea how much time passed. Hours for all I know. I was lost in sweet memories, some with my family, some when I was in school, and a lot with Roza. But someone soon brought me back to harsh reality.

"Hey, stranger," A very sweet southern accent spoke to me. Carrie, sweet, sweet Carrie. When I met her at Drakes funeral we stayed in touch and even dated for a few months but I just couldn't give it my all. She made my happy, just not like Rose did. I just couldn't get over Roza.

"Hey, how are you?" I asked. We broke up a little of two months ago, but we still called and talked to each other multiple times a week. She understood that I was never getting over Rose and was really just a rebound. But the feeling was mutual. Carrie was also still hung up on a past love, Brice. I could tell by the way her eyes lit up when she talked about him. She looks exactly how I feel when I think about Roza. She and Brice had dated for four add years, all the way through high school when one day he just left. He was apparently a year older than her and as soon as his senior year was over, he left her high and dry. I have no idea why, neither does she. She bumped into him about six month prior to meeting me and well let's say she watched his perfect love life with the one person she hated. She even went to their wedding, crying the entire time but still there. It upset me to think that someone would leave such a sweet, kind woman like Carrie.

"Oh, God's been good to me, I can't complain, yourself?"

I shrugged not wanting to lie.

"Dimitri, what's up? Something is bothering you pretty bad, I can tell." She told me up front.

I nodded in Rose and Raven direction, I could see her heart breaking for me.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry," She then hugged me. I hugged her back, needing it. She pulled back and for the first time, I noticed what she was wearing. A long white dress, the only glitter was on the edge of the sweetheart neckline and under the breast area. You could see her curves but it wasn't tight but rather free flowing. Her blond hair was done in a complicated bun, curly pieces of hair falling here and there. A braided piece circled the outside of the entire bun. She was stunning, but nothing compared to Rose. She was tall - probably 5'11 or 6 foot even with large green eyes, dark eyelashes framing them. She could easily make a living as a model with her slim built, she could almost pass for a Moroi minus the long lean muscles you could see in her shoulders and arms which determined her as a Dhampire.

"You look amazing by the way," I told her. She blushed and smiled in thanks. We just stood for a while not saying much just watching. She grabbed my hand and let me to the bar.

"You sir, need to loosen up," She grinned.

"I can't, I'm guarding."

She rolled her eyes and waved around the room.

"Do you realize you are in a room full of armed and ready Dhampirs?" She reached down and hitched up her dress, showing me a stake lethal and ready on her thigh. I just can't help to think that she'd have trouble getting it out. I sighed knowing I wasn't going to win. In some ways Carries was like Rose, and in others they were so opposite it was unreal. I sat in the bar stool next to her.

"Coors light." She ordered. The guy probably wasn't from around here and asked.

"A wine for you little lady?" He was hitting on her.

"In case you were referring to man beside me, I ordered a Coors Light, not a wine. Don't confuse the two." She shot him down pretty hard but I had to hold in laughter. Moments like that when she made me think of Rose, who was probably talking with Lissa in Raven embrace. The thought made my stomach churn and I had to resist the urge to turn around look.

"What'd you gonna get? If you don't order, I will for you and you might not like it," She told me. I grinned and ordered a glass of Brandy. She wrinkled her nose and the Brandy, guess she didn't like Brandy either. Rose doesn't either, nor does Lissa or Mia I noted. Weird.

Soon I was on my second glass, then my third, then forth and so on. And then Carrie and I were dancing and I kissed her. Carried looked gorgeous or maybe it was Rose. Or maybe neither one of them. The woman was six foot or so with a white dress. She had Roza's hair and face but with green eyes. I don't know what drink I was but I knew that the awful gaping hole I was feeling beforehand had faded to a mere throbbing. I slurred my next order to bartender when someone came behind me and grabbed me.

"Dimitri, that's enough. We need to go, now." It was the woman was green eyes and my Roza's face. Maybe she wore contacts.

"Okay, Roza." I didn't even know if it was Roza but more I studied her the more she looked like Roza.

"Dimitri, c'mon," A different voice said this time. I turned to look at a smaller short woman with a really bold red dress on. For some reason my heart sped up. My brain wasn't processing as quickly as it should. Then I realized this was my Roza. The other woman wasn't Roza. This was her. I didn't fight either one of them as the walked me toward the door. I could walk on my own just not a straight line. My Roza said to the other woman….Carrie I think her name was.

"I've got this, go back inside."

Roza put me in the backseat and buckled me then walked around the drivers side. Before I knew it we were at the hotel. I don't how we got here so fast but we did. Everything was fuzzy as it was but things were getting really blurry now. Rose came around and helped me out. I basically collapsed on her, resting my cheek on the top of her head. She smelt amazing I might add. That thing happened again where time seemed to blur and within seconds we were at my room. She opened the door. How did she get the key? I was too tired to ask question. She laid me down on the bed. She sat on the edge beside me. I took her in. Her red dress was slightly wrinkled from the dancing, her curls had gone a but flat and her makeup smeared a bit but she was still a heavenly sight. She brushed my hair back and I felt a lazy grin spread over my face. I was going to regret this…well maybe not.

"Goodnight Dimitri," She whispered.

"IloveyouRoza," I slurred. She just merely nodded, turned off the light as I fell into the darkness.