Hey guys,

Well heres chapter two. Remember this is an adopted story from Dimka'sGirlforlife so if you wanna read the original story it's call "WTF is happening?"

Thanks a lot Hoobeehoo.

"Rose, please c'mon and stop this nonsense. I have to go to work and I need to trust that your sane enough to do what you normally do!" He said rather annoyed thinking that I was playing around. I followed him with Tristan in my arms tightly (I was scared that I was going to drop him. We soon stop when we walked into what looked like the kitchen.

"Where do you work?" I asked questionly.

"Seriously Rose?, I work at the Academy with you, as well as Lissa and Christian" He told me sitting Midnight down on a high chair. I did the same with Tristan not knowing anything different and to scared to continue holding him.

"Oh" I said not wanting to get him fired up.

"Rose please can you stop fooling around with me" He said seriously angry and annoyed.

"Dimitri I'm not fooling around with you" I yelled at him getting fired up myself.

"What's wrong with mama?" Tristan asked dumfounded.

"I think she's going crazy" Midnight whispered smirking.

"Oh shut up" I yelled at her.

"I'm calling Lissa and don't say that to your children" Dimitri said determined but still annoyed.

"I'm going to get dressed" I stated snobbishly and stomping back to my room.

"Fine" Humphd Dimitri grabbing my arm and kissing me on the cheek before letting me go.

As soon as I got to the bedroom I walked into the onsuite bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

"AHH" I screamed. I heard fast footsteps and then saw Dimitri behind me.

"What's wrong?" He asked with his stake pulled out.

"I'm ,…OLD" I sobbed.

"Rose, your twenty five that's not old at all" Dimitri said putting his arms around my waist and bring me to him. Twenty-five? HOLY SHIT that means Dimitri is thirty two he's an old *****. "Well your lucky, you don't look old, why do I have to look old?" I yelled breaking down into sobs. Looking at myself in the mirror touching my face.

"A ha, can you put Lissa on?" Dimitri was on the phone now, probably calling someone to help get rid of my oldness.

"Hello, Queen. Yes I'm sorry to bother you but Rose is um… well how do I say this nicely? Is rather well unstable at the moment" He said to her whispering her the last part.

"QUEEN! LISSA IS QUEEN!" I yelled putting two and two together God I had missed a lot.

"A Ha that was her….. please come quickly" Dimitri finished, shutting his phone. Then I heard foreign yelling coming from the kitchen. God I wish I could do that.

"MIDNIGHT! DO. NOT. TALK. TO. YOUR. BROTHER THAT WAY OR ELSE" Dimitri yelled walking out of the onsuite.

"What did she say?" I asked running behind Dimitri.;

"Ugh! Rose this is not the time for me to teach you Russian!" Dimitri responded and kept walking.

"What you teach me Russian?" I yelled.

Then I could hear Midnight say something else I didn't understand. Then Dimitri responded.

"WHAT THE FUCK" I screamed.

"Mom. Swore" Midnight stated.

"Ohhhhhh get use to it" I grumbled to them.

"DADDY! Something is wrong with mommy!" Tristan cried waving his hands in the air.

"Ohh don't worry she's just probably insane" Midnight replied. God for three year olds they have language issues. Actually I kinda like her, oh crap she's a mini me.

Then all of a sudden I heard the door open with the following cooing of Lissa chiming "I'm here". Wow Lissa looked well older but not by much, I wonder all my other friends are and what they look like.

Lissa paused "You weren't kidding Dimitri" Lissa stated looking at me as I studied her.

"Where's uncle Chrissie?" Midnight whined.

"I'm here don't worry" Christian almost shouted running through the door. I wonder if that means she has tantrums like I use to. I still think he looks like a pian in the ass. And who the hell was that adorable little boy walking behind him?"

"Who's that?" I asked gently. God I'm so mean I complement other little kids rather than my own.

"Rose that's my son your nephew Alexander" Lissa said as rather a reminder to me.

"Hi" I said sweetly and rather childishly. He looked around three the same age as Midnight and Tristan.

"So what's wrong?" Lissa asked happily. Geez is there nothing she isn't happy about.

"I I I I'M, DREAMING! THAT'S WHAT WRONG I'M DREAMING!" I started smacking myself in the face trying to wake myself up. Shit. I wasn't dreaming, and everyone was looking at me weirdly like I had ten heads or something.

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