My Entry in XxXLost-In-The-CrowdXxX contest.
Topic – Injury
Story Type – Short Story (Three-shot(s))
Title – Wounds Of My Heart
Rating – M (For disturbing scenes and lemons)
A/N – Enjoy this chapter. Remember to Review! My chapters are a bit wordy, sorry. But since it's a three shot I have to cram as much as I can in only three chapters. Special thanks to georgia D. rose for the tip of the P.O.V's. Also, I'm not sure if I can make the third chapter before the deadline, which is November 1. If I can't I'm not allowed to update for a month due to voting. I'm giving my fingers quiet the work-out by typing this and finishing it (its 19 pages on Word) so not sure if I can make the third. But I'd try my hardest and if I can't I'll at least give you guys a snippet of it before the deadline.
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_ Wounds Of My Heart _
Part II
All or Nothing
Rose's P.O.V
"You like it?" Asked Dimitri as I gazed at what I assume is Dimitri's house. The house looked like a modern mansion, surrounded by vast fields of nothing. We were several miles out of town, far away from any people – or emergency services. On the bright side I'm surrounded by vampires at night.
"It wasn't what I was expecting." I admit. It's true; I was expecting some Dracula-like castle, surrounded by his corpses and a scary fog. It actually looked peaceful, almost. I look up at Dimitri, who has a ghost of a smile on his face.
"I get that a lot." He said and placed his hand on my lower back and guided me to the cobblestone pathway, leading up the doorway. He was quite friendly with my boyfriend being only a few feet away. I told Adrian about Dimitri's advances in the car, he non-surprisingly told me, and I quote "I don't care if you have to fuck him, don't screw this up!" was his answer. Well, fuck Adrian. Adrian pretty much screamed it, so I won't be surprised if Dimitri, with his vampire hearing heard it from their car.
Adrian is behind us, looking at the mansion in wonder while Christian, Lissa and Tasha are behind him. "It's bigger than it looks." Comments Dimitri, who gestured to the house. "It has an underground system; it's where most of our kind lives. Reasons, sort of obvious."
"What happens above ground?" I asked, intrigued.
"Not much, mostly it's servant quarter. They are humans we hire, they work for us in hopes of becoming immortal or they're paying off a debt." Dimitri explains. We finally make it to the white wooden door. It isn't locked, Dimitri only has a turn the knob and it opens.
The door creaks, but inside it isn't as scary as I'd imagine. The insides are bright and elegant. The walls have many paintings, from that look to have been painted hundreds of years before. Besides that, everything looked high tech. The lights, not candles and there was a radio playing somewhere – playing classical music. I step inside and Dimitri shuts the door when all the others are in.
A maid, I assume, comes down the spiral steps. Her face is young and pretty but she seemed shy and slightly frightful. She bows slightly to Dimitri and then begins speaking rapid Russian, all of which I didn't understand. Dimitri returns some words and then dismisses her. She scurries away from view.
"Mr. Ivashkov, the banquet is ready, Vasilisa will escort you." He said and turned to Lissa, who looks at him with a scowl. "Make sure you have Inna dress him properly, and make sure he is ready." Lissa only rolls her eyes and calls out to Inna. She escorts him to the stairs; I'm guessing they aren't entering the vampire dwelling just yet.
"Meanwhile." He said and looked down to me. "I can escort you to where you'll be spending your time for quite a while, hopefully." He gives me his arm that I take. His words confuse and frighten me. A thousand idea's rush through my mind. He could be taking me to some underground graveyard. I briefly consider that Dimitri may be using me as the main course for this banquet. The three dead girls quickly flash in my head but I push my fear down. It isn't as if I have another choice. If I run, he follows and maybe out of annoyance kills me quickly.
"Your mind is a rather complex device," Dimitri said, breaking me out of my frightful thoughts. "Sometimes I find it tiring to even try, but the prize underneath makes it very much worth the effort. Don't you agree, Roza? For they are your thoughts." He stops walking and steps in front of me and walks slowly towards me, making me back against the wall on instinct. Looking around I can assume we've walked into a sitting room of some sort, a Victorian England couch and a fancy rug on the floor. No windows and the room is somewhat small, plain.
Dimitri encases me, his arms on either side of me. It felt safe, yet daring. This encounter could go either way; he may be feeling lustful and simply kiss me. Or hungry and kill me. I momentarily think of the pros and cons of each side. Pro - If he kills me than I won't see A- I don't have time to think over it. Dimitri's made his choice and his lips are on mine once again.
Like the last time, his kisses are addicting. First finding myself hesitant and in a moment's notice a light flips and suddenly I'm hungry for me of him, for more of his lips and body. He's right – I am imbalanced. Only because he makes me that way. He breaks the kiss to quickly leaving me breathless and thirsting for more. "I know what you want most, Roza." He whispered into my ear, trailing a couple of kisses down my neck, stopping at a certain point. I tangle my fingers in his soft as silk hair.
"Really, and what is that?" Because all I can think know is that I want him. All of him.
He stares me in the eyes, those eyes so beautiful it seems as if they can looked deep into my soul. He strokes my hair softly and leans down to my ear again. "A child."
The simple word causes my body to go rigid. 'Child' kept flashing through my brain, taking me back to memories I long ago buried deep inside of me. It causes an ache in my heart that I painfully tried to ignore. All of it brought to the surface with one word. Child.
He buries his face in my hair. "I can give you one, one greater than any that he could." He said to me but the words rolls off me like waves. The mind drifting back to a few years ago, four to be exact. I was only sixteen when I experienced the worse pain that was labor and even more so when the baby I craved so much wasn't even alive. Seeing its small fragile body, unmoving and lifeless, it broke my heart. Worse than any injury Adrian gave me.
"Roza, are you listening?" Dimitri asked gently. It seemed as if I was going through the motions, and I nod. He gently strokes my cheek and lays a kiss on my head. "I'm truly sorry if I brought up unwanted memories." He apologized.
I shake my head and look into his eyes. "No, you didn't. It's still a tender subject." I told him. "Your right as well, I want a baby. So badly…" I admit, in some ways Alice left a giant hole in my heart and I wasn't sure another baby can just take her place. She'll always be my first born, my child. Alive or not.
"Would you mind the two of us creating a small being?" He asked and moves to place another kiss on my lips but I quickly move so he hits my cheek.
"Again, being too quick for comfort." I said and placed a hand on his broad chest and pushed him back an inch. "You want to be together and now create a 'small being'. Don't know how they did it in medieval Russia, but here in modern America we have a grace period."
He looks slightly taken back so I explain. "Meaning we don't marry those we just met. Unless we're hammered beyond belief." I said to him and lean back against the wall, feeling pain from my broken leg. My crutches were beside me but all I wanted was to rest, my body ached from today's events. It wasn't even half way over either.
"Sorry, Roza. I'm just restless when it comes to you." He said and hooked his arm behind my back and pulled me closer. "I want to shout to the world you're mine."
"But I'm not." I retort. "I'm not anyone's and again I just met you. You're charming, I give you that, but you're going too fast for me. Ironic considering your immortal and have an endless amount of time." He looks down at me, digesting my words.
"Very true, but you my dear have only a handful of years." Dimitri said. "Plus the womb of yours won't stay fruitful forever."
Slightly taken back I glare at him. "Are you suggesting that I'm old? I'm only twenty and either way, like you should be talking!" I argue.
He backs away from me. "Very well," He didn't seem angry, just taken back. I have a feeling he doesn't get turned down very often, I mean, look at him! "Still, you must come with me. I don't want you at the banquet. They may mistake you for a meal. Instead you'll be housed in my room."
"You're bedroom?" I asked, he nod and smiles down at me.
"Yes, you may rest there till I find out what to do with you. You might want to go back to pretend this experience never happened and move back to Florida." Hmm, he really does know about me. Or at the very least where I'm from. Don't know whether to be comforted or horrified.
"Okay, Dimitri." I agreed. "Where's your dwelling?" He just smiles at me walked over to the rug on the floor. He bends down, taking a corner of the rug and flip it over. Revealing a large trap door. I tried to cock an eyebrow, can't say I'm surprised. Especially with today's events.
"This," Dimitri said gesturing to the trap door. "is one of the entrances to underground. There are around ten in the mansion, mostly on the first floor but a few on the second." He explains. He unlocks the hatch and opens the door, a dark stair way leading down.
"It'd be hard to go down with your crutches, so I can carry you." Dimitri said. "That is if that's not going to fast…"
I glare at him. "Smart ass." He smirks and quickly picks me up bridal style in his strong arms. "How big is the 'underground'" I asked as we began to descend the staircase.
"You had seen the fields outside, it's roughly around that size. I house over five hundred vampires, many haven't been outside the underground for a while, decades even. Most prefer the seclusion I give, others like to venture out. Either is fine with me, as long as they respect the rules."
"And if they don't?" I asked.
"Then there are consequences…" He said, his voice telling me what the consequences may be. Vampires may be 'immortal' but I'm sure Dimitri finds some way around that rule.
"So I'm guessing you're the leader of this undead establishment."
"You'd be correct, Roza." He said. "This has been my coven for the past thirty years, I taken it over from the past leader when he decided to go savage. Meaning he didn't want to be stuck with rules. It happens from time to time."
"They respect you right, since you're their leader and all."
"Of course." Dimitri answers. I can no longer see him, we've been walking for the past five minutes down these steps and I can't make out the light from the floor above. I'm plunged in darkness with only a deadly vampire for protection. I cling to him, instinctively. The stair case was pretty narrow, so I didn't think there could be any other vampires with us but you never know.
"Are we almost done, these stairs are pretty long." I said, voicing my worries.
"Yes, we are actually a few stories below. Don't worry Roza, we're here." Once he said that a door came into view. Two torches were placed on either side of the door, their small flames flickering. From the small lights I could see that the walls were made of grey stone and the door made of wood. It looking more like a medieval stairway, instead of some the Victoria mansion it seemed from outside. He sets me down against the wall, I struggle to remain steady.
"What are you doing?" I asked but before the words can fully come out of my lips, Dimitri's gone. Only leaving a gust of wind behind. What I guess is a second later he comes back down with my crutches in hand. I take them from him cautiously.
"You're kidding right?" I asked. "Vampire speed yet you took forever to walk down the steps with me?"
He only gives me a playful smirk. "I wanted to spend more time with you, Roza. Can you blame me? Would you want to be separated with a beauty such as yourself?"
I roll my eyes, corny but romantic. I had to give sarcasm to stop the blushing that was bound to occur. However when I try the words fail me, the way he looked at me told me it wasn't some stupid pick-up-line. He actually meant it, just the thought is…overwhelming.
He opens the door and like a polite gentleman, allows me first. With my crutches I walk into the hallway. It's wide and long, going on either side of me. More medieval looking torches hang on the stone walls giving it an eerie feeling. On one side of the hall I saw a beautiful stain glass window, which I'm sure doesn't bring in light – probably connected to another room.
"This is the hall where important residents stay, such as Christian and Lissa." He said and closed the door behind him. "I also live in this hall, just a few doors down at the end." We walked down the hall in silence. I take in everything around me. There are about ten doors on each side of the hall, far apart from each other and little wooden plaques on each door with a number.
"This place seems so…gothic." I told him. "Intentional?"
"Sort of. It's based on a castle in Europe, where the last leader was from." He briefly explains as we head to his room. We make it there in only a few minutes. His door was hard to miss, it was at the center of it all and had double doors. Dimitri takes out a key and opens the door.
I walk inside, a little cautious. Dimitri, so far that is, doesn't have dead bodies hanging from the ceilings and blood splattered on the floors. Still, it was a possibility. Inside it wasn't what I was expecting.
His room was large, humongous is more appropriate. The walls were a dark cherry wood and the floors were covered in black carpet. Along the walls were many paintings, some I recognized as Dimitri others were strangers. A large fireplace was also in the room, its raging fire being the only light source, a little sitting area was near the fireplace as well. The couch seemed similar to the one above. The bed was across from the fireplace, and it seemed to be bigger than a king size bed. If I laid in it, I'll only be a fraction of its immense size.
And I couldn't miss the large library above us. The room was circular, and against the wall was a staircase that leads up to a platform above the fireplace where it seemed to be a tower of books. The books circled around the walls, pushed together and went up and up. It had to about a story high worth of books.
"Why so many books?" I asked him.
"I like reading, plus I've been around for quite a long time so the collection…collects."
Astonished I turned to him. "You've read all of these?" I asked.
"Every single page, my darling." He answers back proudly. "There are many different genres here, from sci-fi to westerns – my personal favorite."
"An old Russian vampire likes westerns?" I asked. "Comical."
I walk over to his bed. It was made tidy and the on the bedside I could see more books stacking up on the stands, apparently for late night reading. Some of the titles on his bedside I recognized, others were written in a different language in a different time. I sit on his bed, feeling exhausted. I wanted nothing more than to sleep and hopefully wake to find this has all been a horrible dream. But I'd be damned if I slept here, no matter how comfortable this bed is.
"How long will the banquet last?" I asked him. He came towards me and sat next to me, in a comfortable distance.
"Many an hour, but that's after the turning ceremony which Adrian's currently getting ready for." He answered. "That should last for around thirty minutes, mainly because he has to give a speech to the coven. Some recruits tend to be wordy."
I give a humorless laugh. "Don't worry, Adrian's not one for words. He'll just want to get it over with." I said. "What do I do in the mean time?" I'd most likely be in here worrying about my next plan of action. No way will I be with 'vampire Adrian' he'll be stronger, faster and I'll be dead in one hit. I could always ask Lissa to drive me to the airport. If I'm lucky I can get a flight back to Florida and beg my parent's forgiveness, hopefully they'll take pity on me and accept me back but it's a long shot.
Another option is being with Dimitri…
He'll take care of me, keep me safe. Downside I'd probably have to see Adrian on a daily basis and of course being a vampire's girlfriend. For all I know Dimitri could be ten times worse than Adrian…
"You're in a room full of books. Just sit back and relax Roza." He tells me. "I'm sure I have Twilight in here somewhere." This time I laugh sincerely. He gives me a gentle kiss before getting back up.
"A maid should check on you ever once in a while if you need anything just ask her." He said. "Don't go exploring outside, they get a bit rowdy when we have a newcomer. It's for your own safety." He warns. He said his good-byes and leaves, leaving me alone for the first time.
_ Wounds Of My Heart _
Dimitri's P.O.V
Her thoughts still echo in my head. She wasn't very trusting, I could see that. I may shower her with affection but what she needs is time to deal with the ever-changing events of today. I may never have Roza as my own but I at least want her to be happy – to feel safe.
I walk down the long corridor. My hearing picks up nothing from the rooms, except for Lissa's and Christian's. Inside I hear the sound a child crying. They leave their son, Bennett, with a horrible nanny. The girl is fifteen and is constantly high off the vampire bites, no idea as to why they allow their young son to be in her care.
I walked past down another corridor, which lead to the banqueting hall, where I could already hear the sound of my excited and slightly tipsy coven. Vampires can only get sloshed if they drink from a drunk human. Most humans probably drank extra just for those purposes. I push the doors open and the festive sounds stop immediately. They know I wasn't the type to indulge in such enjoyments, except sex, and I wasn't the type to promote it. But I never told them to stop, they wanted to be celebratory, so be it.
"Don't stop on my account." I said and as if it was a switch the annoying giggling, drinking and moaning started up once more. I look out for Christian, I see him in the corner. From my hearing I could tell he was politely turning a human down for a feeding. I could see from the fresh bites on her neck and her lack of balance she already was too low. Like that would stop her.
"Come on." She said, trying to be seductive. "Just one bite…"
"Mabel, I think it's time for you to take a break." I said coming up behind her. Christian shoots me a thankful look but Mabel gives me a pouty face. "You're too weak; a small gust of wind can knock you over. Go eat something and lay down." I tell her. Since I'm Master of this coven she couldn't help but obey.
"Thanks, man." Christian said when she was out of ear-shot. It took a while considering she kept tripping over her own two feet. I stand next to him and watch the rest. This wasn't even the worst of it, this is the changing ceremony just imagine that banquet. "Are you looking forward to this?" Asked Christian.
"No." I answer bluntly. I rarely look forward to these; most of the newcomers are egotistic, arrogant and wicked. The things they'll do for immortality. If one annoys me enough, I'll snap their neck before they can speak another word. Sadly I couldn't with Adrian, that'll be meddling in 'human affairs' – which I promised I wouldn't do. "I can't wait till it's over; I have a marvelous way to introduce Adrian to the coven." I said with a sinful smile.
"Have plans for the fellow, don't you Belikov?" Christian asked.
I didn't answer because Lissa enters the room. She's dressed in a long, elegant black gown that swept the floor. Her white blond hair was pinned up in a bun and her lips were painted a dark red, she looked stunning – wasn't my type though. She sees Christian immediately and walked over to him, when she was in range he wrapped his arms around her and placed a kiss on her neck. Christian rarely bit Lissa, but I could tell that she defiantly enjoyed when he did.
"Is Adrian ready?" I asked. She nods after she breaks the kiss with Christian.
"Inna is escorting him down as we speak. Who is going to change him?" She asked.
"Tasha wanted the pleasure." I said, with some distaste. Tasha was anxious to change the boy, ever since he stepped into this place her eye's been all over him. I was pretty sure they engaged in sexual acts, not that I mind, but I can't believe she'll sink so low.
Just on cue, Tasha walks in. Her dress a lot more extravagant than the occasion called for. The dress was black with many dark patterns interwoven within; it was a ball gown dress that spread out and flowed out in the back. Everyone silences when she enters, knowing that the new comer will soon be joining. The humans scurry to the back, and the vampires stand as straight as possible. I move to the front of the room, walk up the few steps to the platform and Tasha soon joins me.
"You look absolutely dashing, Master." She said with a small curtsy. I smile at her, it a bit forced.
"As do you, Tasha." She smiles at my comment; she turns to me and lowers her voice in a whisper.
"I hope you do nothing to the boy, Dimitri." She whispers. "I could see the hatred in yours eyes when you saw him." A vampire's head is a lot harder to tap into when mind reading, Tasha no different. She was strong-willed and had a very complex mind making it very hard to read but I managed to get a in only a few moments without tiring me. From a quick scan I can tell she didn't want me to hurt him because my hunch was right, she did have relations with Adrian. That was her one reason, plus if he's here he'll keep his grip on Roza – taking her away from me.
"I told you I wouldn't meddle in human affairs, didn't I?" I taunted, she shoots me a glare but doesn't say anything else. She turns to the awaiting members of the coven, gives them a dazzling smile before talking.
"It's always a pleasure when we welcome a new into our arms." She starts out, her voice loud and clear. "This night we have the pleasure once more, to welcome a truly special man. He's fearless and dangerous and he's not even one of us yet. Finding someone such as him, it's just destined. Ladies and gentlemen, I present Adrian Ivashkov."
The door opens once more, two guards by his side.
He was dressed in a simple robe, the hood covering his face. I could feel the arrogance seeping off him. He felt like a god in that moment, like nothing could hurt him.
We'll see about that…
He walks up the aisle to the platform and collapse on his knee's right before the steps. Tasha smiles, her excitement rising. This is her first official turning, she did it once before in a savage manner but this is the first for having permission. She smiles widely and walks down to Adrian, bending on her knee's to be right in front of him.
"In this moment you become immortal, a god among humans." She said to him. "Any last words while in this life?" He shakes his head. I can't help but think back to what Rose said, how he'll just want to get it over with. Tasha smiled and pushes back the hood, revealing his face. Some vampires that haven't seen him before crane their necks to get a peak. The jealous humans that are against the walls scowl in envy.
She takes his face between her palms; place a light kiss to his forehead and another to his lips. She then bends his neck; his face scrunches up in anticipation. I could hear the last beats of his heart from where I stood. Tasha extends her fangs, gazing them upon his neck before sinking them in the right spot.
She drinks greedily and everyone watches in fascination. Lissa and Christian seemed disgusted, not by the act itself but by the fact that it was happening to Adrian, someone who hurt a person they both come to like.
It goes on for a few minutes, probably three before his body falls limp in Tasha's arms. Tasha stands, and receives the dagger that a servant had nearby and cuts her wrist, letting the thick dark blood trail down her wrist; she quickly puts it to Adrian's parted lips.
The moment everyone's been waiting for…
His eyes open once more, they were black and hungry. They would return to their natural color after a feeding. Speaking of which.
"Lissa, come here." Tasha commands. Lissa looks at her as if she's grown a second head; Lissa knows not to go near a fresh born vampire. All the humans around do.
"Find your meal, elsewhere." Christian snarls putting a protective arm around Lissa. They both exit, obviously tired of this little show. Tasha glares at their retreating figures. Tasha never liked Lissa, said she made her Christian a little too soft. Personally I liked the change, less bitter and sarcastic. It only went down a notch, but still.
A guard brought over a dazed looking human girl. She couldn't be older than fourteen; she looked incredibly young. Her blond hair was wild around her face, and a corner of her dress was tucked into her yellow underwear and to top it off she only had on one shoe.
Bite marks gazed her neck and by the slowing of her heart I could tell the girl was running on near empty, she'd die if she doesn't have a blood transplant. She was roughly thrown on the floor, her body too weak to stand – or fight back. Adrian, his hunger uncontrollable looked hungrily at the girl in front of him. He look at her neck, ran his fingers over her pulse. For a moment I thought he'd do nothing but before I knew it he took a pinch of skin and ripped over her neck and greedily slurped up the blood that flowed.
Savage, but all newbie's are.
Tasha smiles down at him while running her fingers through his hair as he continued to drink. It was only a few seconds before he was done. The girl wasn't very full anyways. He looked at Tasha, gave her a bloody smile. "That was…"
"Indescribable?" Tasha asked with a smirk. Adrian nodded.
"I'm still hungry." He grunted. I stepped in at that moment.
"I can curve that, Mr. Ivashkov. If you'd come with me." I said and held my hand out. Due to the fact that he worshipped me he took it eagerly. Tasha shot me a suspicious look but did nothing to stop me. I turned to the awaiting members of the coven.
"Enjoy yourselves, for this feast is for you as well." They cheered on their new member but they were more interested in the treats that awaits in the other room. Tasha stood up and looked at Adrian and back at me.
"Remember your promise." She warns.
"Don't worry,"
_ Wounds Of My Heart _
Rose's P.O.V
I was only in Dimitri's room for about ten minutes when I got bored. I was done snooping around. I couldn't even think of going up the stairs, one because of my injury and second because all that's up there is books – and Twilight. There was no T.V or any electronics of any kind. God, I couldn't even find a cell phone. So I was doomed to the bed that smelt just like Dimitri. It was an enticing smell, almost erotic.
It took only a few minutes of lying in his bed, surrounded by his soft pillows and relaxing covers and I'd eventually I fell asleep. My dreams weren't exactly nightmares, but it was scary nevertheless. Dimitri was on top of me, his chest bare and his abs for me to admire. My legs were spread and he was positioned comfortably between. I could feel the tip of him rubbing against my sweet spot, moans filled the air.
Right before entering, something roused me from my sleep.
Still half dazed I saw something moved underneath the covers. I was too sleepy to investigate, even if my better half was telling me otherwise. I close my eyes but am awakened again by something, or someone spreading my legs. I could also feel my underwear being slid down and I saw them being tossed out from under the blankets.
The mysterious hands caress my thighs and I place the mystery. He's only touched me a handful of times, but I'd recognize that touch. I smiled lazily but remained still.
His hands trail up, till the reach my core. I feel movements on the bed and stillness. All of a sudden something wet hits my core and I breathe deeply to keep the moan inside. His tongue runs around my clit and I bite my lip to stop from crying out in pleasure.
His tongue runs down my core till it meets my entrance. I shiver under his touch, but he doesn't enter. Instead I feel two of his fingers glide across, not entering but just teasing me. I moan loudly once he goes back to my clit, and this must have been his cue because he abruptly enters his fingers inside of me. I moan again and slip my hands under the cover to touch myself along with his fingers. My fingers circle around my clit, while I feel his fingers stretch through me. He adds a finger and they curl inside me, hitting that certain spot. Stars dance before my eyes and I achieve that toe curling orgasm in only a few moments.
I close my eyes and embrace the ecstasy. When I open them Dimitri is right beside me, smiling down at me smugly. "Did you enjoy it, Roza?" He asked.
I pretended to think about it. "Hmm, not sure. You did wake me up from a very good dream you know." I said.
"Was it about me?"
"Conceded much?" I joke. I then get a good look at him, his hair was ruffled and his white button up had spots of blood on it and was missing a few top buttons, revealing his masculine chest.
"This is because the banquet, right?" I asked pointing at the stains on his white shirt. He looks down at them, as if noticing them for the first time. He frowns but then smiles back up to me. He cups the back of my head and kisses me square on the lips.
"About that…" He said. "I got rid of a certain problem for you."
This perked me up. "You didn't change Adrian?" I asked, hopeful.
"I did one better." He told me. "I killed him."
I froze, his words throwing me off completely. The word 'I killed him' kept echoing throughout my head. He killed Adrian, he killed my boyfriend…
"Killed him?" I asked, my voice wavering. "You killed Adrian?"
He regards me with concern. "I'm guessing that isn't what you had in mind…" He said. How can he be so causal about this? He just murder someone! Granted, I hated Adrian. He was a low life and made my life hell for the past four years but I've known him for so long, and I had so many memories of him…mostly bad one but did I really want him dead? Did I?
"No." I mutter getting away from him and flipping the covers off me, the cool breeze hitting my bare legs. My dress was hiked up to my hips, so it revealed my lady parts. I pulled my dress down, my cheeks turning a rosy red.
"Roza, don't go. Let me explain." He said and gently grabbed my arm. I snatched my arm out of his grasp. "You're still injured. You could get hurt." He beg. I limp out of his bed and reach out for my crutches. He's in front of me in inhuman speed; he grabs my crutches and hands them to me.
"Roza, please listen." He said and held onto my shoulder. "Adrian was hurting you. What did you expect me to do? He would have never just let you go, Roza. Even when a vampire and I didn't want to take any chances." He explains.
His point was valid, more or less. Still, this in many ways was a wake-up call. Or a fresh start, depending how you viewed the situation.
On one hand I can stay with Dimitri. In this universe Dimitri goes out, kills who knows how many and comes back to have mad animal sex with me while the blood of his victims is still warm. Bright side, I'm protected. Oh, and don't forget the mad animal sex.
But the other side I can leave. In this universe I forget all of this bullshit and probably go back to Florida, taking all of Adrian's money and starting over-again and pretending this fucked up night never happened – ever! Bright side, I can finally heal after all the shit Adrian's done to me.
Either way I needed time to think. Away from Dimitri, away from vampires or any dead people.
I give him one last look before walking out, I cast a look over to my discarded underwear but decide to go commando. Dimitri makes no move to stop me, either reading my mind knowing I have a decision to make or just the fact that he realized I wasn't worth the chase.
His heavy doors slam behind me, causing me to just a little and everyone in that hallway to notice me. The once empty corridor now held several people, vampires presuming. I could see Lissa in the mix. A small child was on her hip, the boy's fingers crammed inside its mouth. Lissa had a scowl on her face as she stared down some pale skinny girl.
I also noticed Tasha. She looked much different from the last time I saw her. This time she was dressed in an extravagant dress and blood was at the corner of her mouth. She looked pissed and she was looking right at me. I quickly, or as quickly as I could go, went over to Lissa.
"Can you drive me home?" I asked her but she didn't seem to be listening or noticing me.
"You're not taking care of my son anymore. Got it, blood whore?" Lissa yelled at the girl. Getting a closer look I could tell she seemed a bit high, also has many little puncture wounds up and down her neck along with some on her arm and I saw two on her leg. Little dark scars marred her as well. The girl, who seemed to not really understand her surroundings nodded lazily. Lissa gave her a last pitiful look before shooing her away. She then turned to me.
"I don't know whether to feel sorry for these girls, or upset. It makes me feel a bit sorry for my own race. What us humans will do for immortality." She said. "Either way that is the last time I'm having one of them babysit Bennett." She said and turn and give the toddler a kiss on the forehead.
"They gain immortality by…babysitting?" I asked, puzzled. She laughs and takes the fingers out of the toddler mouth, leaving them slimy and drool coming down his face. It was so cute it was gross.
"Christian has the right to do it freely, so yeah I guess." She said. "Anyways, what did you want?" I look over to Tasha briefly to see her still glaring at me from down the hall.
"Can you drive me home?" I asked her, I couldn't hide the anxiousness in my voice. Lissa gives me a worried look.
"Sure you want to go home? Here it's perfectly safe, and Dimitri won't let anything happen to you." She said, trying to be reassuring.
"Yeah, I know." I muttered. "That's a nice offer but I really want to go home." I told her.
"Very least go to a hotel or something. Your living room is still…" She trails off, but I get what she's saying. It's still a bloody mess and for all I know the bodies could still be laying there. Plus, if I'm making a 'new start' I don't want to be reminded of Adrian. It's still a shock that he's dead. "We'll have someone go and clean it up. I can pay for the hotel." Lissa offers.
"Yeah, thanks." I said. At that moment Tasha steps in, in front of Lissa.
"What were you doing in Dimitri's room?" Demanded Tasha, she crossed her arms and stared me down. She leaned in and seemed to have smelt me. "You smell like sex." She said. Lissa moves from behind Tasha and glares at the vampire.
"And that is you're concern because…" Taunted Lissa. I have a feeling she's probably one of the few people who can be so blunt to Tasha. Tasha turns to glare at Lissa.
"I'm his wife!" She yelled. Her eyes becoming black with anger. It didn't throw Lissa off, nor did it me. I might be crippled but I won't let this bitch scare me. Then her words sunk in.
"Wife?" I asked, looking over to Lissa, who looked a little bit sheepish.
"This woman is delusional, Rose." Lissa defends. "Dimitri is not married to her."
"But he is married to me." A girl said coming up from behind Tasha. This girl was pale skinny yet curvy and beautiful. She had black as night hair along with grey eyes. Apparently Dimitri likes the tall, pale and dark haired. I may have dark hair but I'm tan and shortish, thanks to the five-foot elf mother, what does he see in me?
"I'm Avery." She introduced, her voice cold yet patronizing. She nudged Tasha. "Is this the new whore?"
Tasha glared and crossed her arms. "Apparently."
I found it hard to find the right words, to astonished to say anything. "He's has two wives?" I managed to say. At that moment a door closed shut behind us. I didn't have to turn around to know it was Dimitri. The two women perked up, their eyes glossy with lust. I resisted the urge to hurl.
"Can you take me home now?" I asked Lissa, impatiently. She nods and goes in her room again, muttering something about lost keys. Dimitri comes up right beside me.
"I can take you home if you wish." He offered. I glare at him, he already knows the answer. Lissa comes out seconds later, keys in hand but she still had her baby with her.
"Lissa's got it." I tell him coldly. Can't believe he has two wives? And he wanted to be with me, and a have a kid? So while I'm taking care of the baby, he's plugging his cord in one of these whores? No thanks!
"Dimitri you look stressed," Avery said, her voice seductive. She came over to Dimitri and stroked his arm. "I can help you with that, maybe Tasha to."
Tasha came over to Dimitri's other side, pressing herself against him. "If it'll make you feel better, we can get Meredith."
"Who's Meredith?" I asked, already having a feeling.
"His third wife." Tasha answers, with a devious smirk. Three wives? Is that even legal? He's worse than Henry the eight. He may be drop dead gorgeous but he's not worth the heart break. Plus I was always selfish, never sharing my toys. The same rules would apply to my husband.
"Ready Rose?" Lissa asked. Her eyes flash over to Dimitri who has the two women on him, her eyes show disgust but quickly turn back to me.
"Let me at least carry you to her car." Dimitri said breaking away from the two. He didn't leave much up for discussion. Considering that I couldn't make it up those long stairs alone. Lissa took my crutches and began to ascend the stair case. Dimitri, like before, took me bridal style which made me receive dirty looks from Tasha and Avery.
Once in the dark confinement of the staircase Dimitri began to talk. "You know I'm not really married to any one of them." He tells me. I don't respond at first, still considering giving him the silent treatment. In the last hour or so Dimitri's been a real ass, but a sweetheart at the same time. Killing my boyfriend, abusive boyfriend. Having two of three of his 'wives' drape all over him but taking me in his arms and carrying me up the steps. Still, the bad outweighs the good.
"They seem to have different ideas." I eventually say. "If I'm with you, I'm not sharing." I told him.
"I wouldn't want you to, Roza." Dimitri said. "I want you for myself as well and I'd say good-bye to Tasha, Avery and Meredith if it means I can have you." At that moment I wished I could see Dimitri but the pitch black stair case made that impossible. So I just caress his cheek and lean onto his chest.
I wanted to tell him it doesn't matter anyways, because I can't be with him. Things are just too crazy right now. I just got out of a relationship, if you'd call it that, I can't just jump into Dimitri's bed.
We reach up to the mansion and I realized Dimitri didn't speed walk, but this time I don't mind. I kind of cherish the moment we had together. Even when we're out of the stairs Dimitri doesn't set me down. He keeps walking till we get outside and I see Lissa's car. It looked as if she was buckling up her baby. She closes the door and unlocks the passenger's side.
"So when will I see you again?" Dimitri asked as he sat me down right beside her car.
"Whenever you want to." I said. "Didn't stop you before." I told him with a small smirk. He leans in for a gentle kiss, which I return. For some reason it felt so wrong, but so right, kissing the man that killed the boyfriend only a few moments before, yet here I was kissing him. And I enjoyed it.
Oh, how I enjoyed it.
I break the kiss and look him in the eyes before opening the door and getting in the car. I closed it and waved bye to Dimitri, as Lissa and I sped off.
Once Dimitri was only a dot in the side view mirror, Lissa spoke.
"Didn't know you and Dimitri were so friendly." She said and gives me an amused side-ways glance. "So did you two actually have sex, like Tasha said?" Lissa was being pretty blunt, but she wanted answers and it would feel nice to have this all off my chest.
"No, we didn't have sex." I answer. I bit my lip to keep me from telling her about the other activities we've done. I blush just thinking of how Dimitri's tongue worked wonders…
"Is the relationship going anywhere?" She asked, and seemed a little unsure of herself. "Don't mean to criticize, but aren't you still with Adrian?"
I breathed deeply. It just hit me how big this is that he's gone. I'd probably have to tell everyone. His workers, parents – if they care. Dimitri possibly delivered the news to me first, letting me tell everyone else. "Adrian's dead." I said bluntly. I wanted to play it off causally but it didn't seem to work that way. My voice sounded too uptight, too nervous.
Lissa only gives me a confused glance. "I saw him only about an hour ago, Rose. I saw him being turned." Lissa said.
"I thought humans weren't allowed." I said.
"It was the ceremony, not the banquet. Now don't try to change the subject, now why do you think Adrian's dead?" Asked Lissa.
"I know he's dead, Liss." I said and looked out the window. All I saw was what looked to be an endless sea of fields. Now it had a sinister meaning, knowing that the undead lies under all the grass. I could barely make out the lights of the small town far away from here. "Dimitri killed him. He said he did it for me."
I turn to look over when I don't hear a reaction from Lissa. Her eyes are concentrated on the roads, but I could tell by her pale green eyes that she was thinking. I was surprised, I expected her to be freaked out by the mess. But I had to remind myself, the Lissa I knew, the friendly nurse, isn't exactly the actual Lissa. She only takes a deep breath before talking.
"I'm not surprised." Were her words. She said it with complete calmness, as if discussing a tragic but frequent event. "Dimitri knows what he wants, and it'd be little to stop him."
"But don't let that fool you, it was a noble cause." She continues. "He knew Adrian was hurting you. That while a vampire, he'd kill you. Dimitri, as heartless as he can be, actually likes you. More than lust, but not yet love." I take in her words, letting them settle in.
"You didn't love Adrian, did you?" She asked. I shake my head, wordlessly.
"Figures. I won't love a monster as him anyways. Ironic considering I'm dating a vampire." She chuckles at that.
"So, what do I do?" I asked, trusting her advice. In many ways she was once in my place. She had morals, dating a killer wasn't one of them.
"As corny as it sounds – follow your heart." She said. "Ignore all morals. When dating or even marrying and mating with a vampire you need to throw those away. When I met Christian I was this good-girl, went to church every Sunday. Read the bible every night, never considered having sex before marriage and murdering was so out of the question. But look where I am. I haven't step foot in a church in three years, I don't own a bible and me and Christian have sex almost every time he comes back from a hunt and there's no ring on my finger. Yet anyways. It's not what I expected and if I could tell that old me what I know now, I wouldn't believe me. I'd never considering doing something like this. But I don't regret it." She said and smiled to herself. She cast a look back at her child who was playing with a small stuffed toy in his car seat.
"Does it bother you that he kills almost every night?" I asked.
"At first and still does. Sometimes when I kiss him, I can taste it a little. The blood of his victims. I wondered, how he can hold me so gently when he was out murdering someone so savagely. It makes you feel a bit special, having someone has powerful show mercy on you. Love you, need you, when their so powerful. Defiantly an ego boost." She admits.
"I don't think I want that," I told her. "I'm one for an adventure but this just seems…" I trailed off, not even knowing what to say. I wasn't like Lissa. I wasn't the good girl, I was the dare devil, the trouble maker. What's more daring than dating a vampire?
"It's more than an adventure, Rose. It's a lifestyle. If you say yes to Dimitri, you're world would be turned upside down. Kiss everything else good-bye." She said. "For his love, it's all or nothing."
Till next time…