This Fic has no real place in the Vampire Academy storyline, somewhere after Shadow Kissed, but it doesn't mention anyone Dimitri related (as in him, his family, Abe or Sydney) as of yet, I am still undecided about whether I am going to put them in anywhere.

The story so far: Christian and Rose go looking for Lissa and decide to check Adrian's room. They open the door to find he and Lissa getting hot-and-heavy on the bed…

I do not own Vampire Academy (but if I was a Moroi I would learn to use compulsion really strongly and use it against Richelle Mead and make her think that it is me who wrote Vampire Academy and that she worships me as my no1 fan!)

RPOV

"LISSA! ADRIAN! WHAT THE FUCK?" I screamed at the top of my voice. Christian was beside me in utter shock. I could feel the trembles in his body moments before they actually happened. Lissa and Adrian both disengaged from each other so quickly it was a blur. They hurried to put a sheet around them before saying the one thing that makes a situation a helluva lot worse.

"It's not what you think!" Lissa cried out desperately. I could feel Christian's betrayal exactly the same as my own. I could feel his cold resolution snap into place as soon as she spoke.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME LISSA? I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME?" He yelled hoarsely. His fists began to bunch up and tighten almost imperceptively until his entire hand was as white as a strigoi's. My own disgust and betrayal finally kicked in when I felt her emotions course through me from the bond.

Shame. Guilt. Sadness. Anger. And one emotion which immediately made me feel anger like I haven't felt I years.

Smugness.

"What do mean Chris? This is all just a misunderstanding! Let me explain!" Lissa said soothingly, "Come here and let me tell you just how much I love you!" I heard the compulsion in her voice stronger than ever before. Christian started moving towards her, I snatched his arm and yanked him so he faced me. He looked at me angrily.

"What the hell Rose!" I could see just how much he wanted to be told that all of this was just an elaborate hoax.

"Don't listen to her Christian! She's using compulsion on you!" I said loudly. This broke her hold over him and his fury took over.

"I'm going to KILL YOU IVASHKOV!"

Before I could stop him he sprinted over to Adrian and began to lay his fists into Adrians face over and over. I saw Adrians feeble attempts to push him away, heard the compulsion in his screamed words to get Christian off. I could hear Lissa's sobbing and yelling for Christian to stop, and I would have gone over and dragged him off. Except I was enjoying it far too much. Lissa knew just how much I liked Adrian, how I was going to ask him to go with me to a dance in the city. I'd told her this only last night. It wasn't only Christians love and trust she lost.

It was mine too. And this was something I just couldn't forgive her for. Not now, and not ever.

Christian finally stopped punching him when his knuckles were open and bleeding and Adrians face looked like it was massacred. He pushed me so he could get through the door. It surprised me just how strong he is. I fell against the door frame and then straightened up.

Lissa looked at me in anger, 'why didn't you make him stop!' she sent through the bond.

I stared at her long and hard. When she finally became uncomfortable under my intense scrutiny, I answered.

"Why Lissa? Why should I have? You knew that I had feelings for him! You knew what I wanted! And you still stabbed me in the back. Why should I have stopped Christian when he did the exact thing I wanted to do. Better him doing it than me. Adrian wouldn't have survived if I was the one." A solitary tear rolled down my cheek. I immediately hated them both for having broken me and Christian in this way. I admit, I'm not Sparky's biggest fan, but even he doesn't deserve this!

My emotions locked up, I pulled myself into order, shutting out everything.

"Goodbye Princess Dragomir, Lord Ivashkov. Good luck wherever your future takes you." I said in an unemotional, stoic voice, trying to stop myself from falling apart on the spot. I bowed stiffly and walked out the open door, leaving behind a crying Princess and an angry Lord.