SRY! this ones short, between training my horse for barrels, homework, volunteering, drama, and just life in general i havent updated... though there really is no excuse...
SR
"Dimitri! Comrade please!" she screamed, her voice breaking. I stopped, my resolve wavering. No, I knew leaving was what was best. Is tarted walking down the hallway again. Tomorrow I would be leaving with tasha, I had told her everything, that I love rose and I would be her guardian and friend but nothing more. She understood and thought I should stay with rose but I decided to leave anyway.
"Dimka" I turned to see Tasha walking towards me. "we need to leave early in the morning, I hope that's okay?" she asked. "yes " I answered coldly. "You told her." It wasn't a question. "I'm sorry Dimka" she said enveloping me in a hug. It wasn't like mine and Roza's embraces but it was nice to have a friends comfort. Just then Adrian Ivashkov rounded the corner and wolfe whistled. I glared while Tasha blushed.
"Adrian, its not what you think." she explained. Adrian raised an eyebrow like rose wished she could learn how, and said " mmmmm hmmmm right, good night Natasha, Belikov," he said with a respectable bow and a wink at Tasha he walked off. "Good night Dimka. See you bright and early." She said obviously trying to cheer me up. I offered a small, strained smile, and mumbled something close to "good night".
I walked back to my room for the last time. My things were packed soon and I was left to look around at my empty room. I felt something warm slide down my cheek. A tear I realized. I sat on the edge of the bed and started to remember: when I first saw Rose, in Portland, the trainings, the feel of her hair, the night of the lust charm, our stolen kisses and before I knew it I was sobbing. I got up and changed into a pair of workout pants and slowly crawled into bed. I knes it was useless, but tried to sleep anyways, knowing I would need it tomorrow.