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A.L. Mitchell
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Chapter two
RPOV
I rolled my eyes at the slamming door and heard a small chuckle from Dimitri behind me followed by a snort from Tasha.
"That went well" Tasha said annoyed.
It wouldn't be the first time they've given me this lecture, yet they have never tried to stop me. If I had to go with someone to the markets other than Lissa they could get a guardian for me but they didn't and I can't figure out why, unless they didn't want me. I shook my head they couldn't possibly not want me I'm their only child and my mother is barren.
Again I rolled my eyes, still facing away from them. Dimitri laughed out loud this time, I had to smile, getting away with these things were easy and hardly any work on my part, but I felt a little bit upset. They treated me like a child and had me sit at home all day doing nothing but cook and clean. I hated that and longed for adventure, like the ones in my books but sadly that won't happen because they're fiction and this is reality, where a women's greatest adventure is in the bedroom and the man gets ALL the credit….bastards.
"I suppose so but it isn't over" I said, there was a sigh,
"You really should listen to them Rose" it was Dimitri who spoke.
"And why is that?"
"Because they're your parents and you should listen to them."
"Maybe they should listen to me as well." It was partially true that they do listen to me, only when I need something materialistic like money or cloths but as far as emotional support there is nothing but a cold heart and shoulder. Often I would be yelled at for trying to speak with them about anything. So I've decided not to talk to them at all unless they talk first.
"It takes two to fix a problem, Rose." He said. I rolled my eyes and started up the stairs.
"Well than they have a lot to fix between our relationships, like you said it only takes two." I walked to my room and opened my door, as it was shutting I added "against one." And with that it creaked closed.
Supper came by faster than I thought, I wasn't crying, why should I, their the problem here, I try my best to please them only to get all my hard work thrown back in my face. So I decided not to try so hard if they can't be pleased they can bedispleased or disappointed; whichever comes first.
The knock on my door signaled supper and it was time for me to go downstairs. Skipping down the floor to the table I sat down gingerly on my father's left hand side, three seats down. My plate was served by a maid whose name slip's my mind often. I gave her a smile in return saying 'thank you' she returned it with a smaller 'you're welcome.' The food was ate in silence, forks often clinked on the glass plates and cups were constantly sipped out of, my father sometimes took earnest gulps to my displeasure and the maids refilled it to the brim with more liquid; red wine for father, tea for mother and I.
I hardly drank any tea it was bitter and tasted like plants; well itismostly made of herbs but still it's awful stuff that I could not believe people drink. Maybe they disliked it just as much as I did but would never say it out loud because it was fashion just like the god awful dresses, corsets, and shoes we stuff ourselves into just to look like we had a head.
I sipped at the distasteful drink and chased it down with the last of my bread. I finished and walked up back into my room to get ready for bed.
The next morning I was up before dawn, nobody was awake, the house stood silent. Thank the heavens I didn't have to be forced into a corset because it was early so I slipped on a nice loose fitting dress with flat shoes that fit comfortably on my feet- I could walk all day in them without feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable- and snuck out of the house. The air was cool and crisp when I finally shut the door with a small bang. Dancing down the darkened pathway I spotted Dimitri down at the middle, whom happened to be walking up at the worst possible moment.
I quickly tried to hide behind a tree but it was too late he had already spotted me.
"Beauty like yours Rose can never hide behind a tree" I paused, he has to be joking, I peeked around the trunk and looked him dead on- the sun was coming up to near dawn- his hair looked darker than usual so that must mean he bathed, a slight breeze floated by bringing me a strong scent of grass and herbs, never again will I look at tea the same way again. Dimitri was very handsome; his perfect chiseled face looked like God had hand made it as well as the prominent muscles that stood from his shirt, his height gave him more of an edge that defined his fierceness and authority tenfold, not to mention intimidating others and his don't-mess-with -me attitude just added to everything. He could be God and I would be his eternal worshipper.
"Well your handsome height could give you away whereas mine is perfect for it" I retorted, he gave me a crooked smile that made my heart flutter.
"But you got caught anyway."
"Only because you caught me off guard,"
"Well then next time be on it and don't sneak away," and with that he continued walking up to the house. I stared at his back. Unbelievable he let me go! I smiled happily and went into the early markets. Everyone was putting out their supplies tiredly, I smiled again it was nice being out in the early morning without the hot sun beating down on you. People smiled as I walked by nodding their heads in a respectful manner only merchants and their families get because they're well known. I smiled and nodded back politely.
As the day wore on so did my hunger. I stood in the small line at the same booth I went to yesterday and bought a small slice of bread. After it was eaten I was thirsty so I went to stand in another line for the well in the middle of the market square. Ever so slowly it moved up and I was up. Drinking a dipper full I was satisfied.
"Rose!" my name was shouted after I left so the next person could have their turn, I looked to see who had called me and saw Lissa waving her arm in my direction. I skipped over and saw her parents talking to one of the men who ran a booth.
"Hey Lissa" we hugged briefly.
"What are you doing here, aren't you in major trouble from yesterday?" I just shrugged my shoulders in a 'who cares' manner. She gave me a small smile.
"You want to go walk around?" I asked getting bored with just sitting here, she nodded and we strolled away from her parents.
"So you're not in trouble?"
"No they let me go."
"You're so spoiled you know that Rose?"
"Yes I do, now let's get out of here I'm getting claustrophobic." I said as it neared the busiest times of the day where people are pushing and running into you in all directions and seeing three people in front of you is impossible. She nodded and we broke away from the crowd, I led us to the edge of the woods- the only woods left near us- and sat down so we were far enough in that no one would see us and it was quiet enough to talk without shouting. We sat at the base of a trunk of a large oak tree; we waited in perfect silence, just what we needed after a long week.
"So you parents guardians seem….nice."
"Dimitri does but not Tasha," I laughed she looked at me puzzled.
"You call them by their first names?"
"Yes but only to anger my parents."
"Oh…"then she added "Why do you do it Rose? Anger them I mean." I laughed at her
"I don't know really." I looked around the sun already set below the mountains casting darkness throughout the forest. "Come on we should leave" I said and helped her off the ground as soon as I stood up and stretched. A branch snapped up above us and I looked up thinking it was a tired tree animal but was met with a pair of red rimmed eyes. I backed up and grabbed Lissa's wrist and ran like hell.
The markets were our only hope of safety so I ran us there. To my dismay everything was closed up for the night and nobody was awake restlessly wondering around. I looked around for something to fight with if it was my last chance to keep us both safe. I went for a lit street lamp and a forgotten oil can. Spilling the oil around us I dashed for the street lamp. The post was higher than I imagined, a foot tall at the most, the metal rod holding it above the ground didn't budge if I pushed, frustrated and frightened I jumped for it. The lamp fell to the ground with a clatter and broke apart, the fire that was keeping lit by oil flared up. I grabbed for a stick nearby and had it lit running to Lissa just as the Strigoi came running from the forest I dropped the lit stick and the oil burned catching the Strigoi by surprise and burning them as well.
Both Lissa and I screamed out of pure terror as we witnessed the Strigoi disintegrate to a pile of ash.
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