A/N: A reviewer has requested this chapter and since she asked so nice. I decided to honor her wishes. This is for you talkygirl and my other reviewers who were so faithful. :)
The Cries Of Thunder
Chapter Four
Dimitri's POV:
I was proud of Rose. So proud that I thought I could combust. Even though her trials were not yet starting I already heard alot of people talk about her. She grew so popular in the Moroi world that almost the whole America has heard of her. In New York, where Tasha lives, when we were at parties or any formal event; I always heard Rose's name and the approving tone when they were discussing her.
She grew into a fine lovely woman.
And I was saddened that alot has changed the last time I saw her. I heard that she was now topped all of her subjects. Including Math and History and the way she walks. It doesn't seem alert anymore. It seemed...regal. Their were physical changes too. Her hair that was a dark brown was now hazelnut and her eyes seemed lighter, glassier and more vulnerable.
Look at what you did to her Dimitri.
I refused to cower and ask for her fogiveness. I chose this. And I must live through it. Joseph, I heard, was a good teacher to her and it is showing of she moved of how her eyes light up as if she saw an idol as she seems him. I just do hope, it was just that. An idol that Rose's look up through. I saw Rose hug Joseph with a smile. I could not see Joseph's face but Rose's face said that Joseph has said something to her.
My heart clenched.
Joseph warned Rose not to look at me. How that hurt my broken heart.
She was called by Alberta and I straightened of how I sat. Rose will make me proud. As always.
And oh, she did. The way she moved, the way her eyes sharpened when a guardian was blocking her way. It was like seeing her all over again. Relieving all the memories that I kept buried for three months.
It seemed so short to other people but it mean so much to me. Three months I wasted not seeing her. Three months she grew more mature. Three months of the pain I brought her. But it did not show. I did not know if I should be relieved or sad. This is what I wanted, right? To see her happy, to make sure she achieves her dreams.
The crowd was cheering her name, I could feel Tasha's impressiveness of Rose. The pride of Christian and Lissa's. They all were so proud of her. I have heard that the Queen is getting soft on her, which was a good thing. She was finally being known for her skills and not her failures.
The two obstacles of the finals were a bit easy for Rose but the last one was very hard. The guardians gave her the hardest, usually the last one for the finals was a Moroi on top of a building. That was so much easier than this. This were walls that had every guardian in it. I could see the anxiety on Rose's beautiful face. Can see her sweat on her forehead. Can see of how she suddenly brightened as an idea came to her.
She grabbed something on her side and looked around before suddenly settling her eyes on a puddle that shouldn't be there. The weather was good today, no rain happened and it was obvious - to the ones who has a right mind - that the guardians had implanted this. She crawled towards it and dipped her hands. I could see her brows furrowed before suddenly light up in understanding.
Her hand suddenly produced a weapon.
A silver stake.
Rose always seem to surprise me in every turn.
She locked eyes with the maple tree again, I wonder why she always kept looking at it. She gripped the silver stake in her hand before searching the crowd.
I let my eyes wander wanting to look bored. What if she felt I was looking at her intently? I thought I was going to blush. But as I felt the familiar intensity of her gaze, I lost the fight. I looked into her haunted eyes that I caused. How could I hurt her so much? How could I do this to her? To my Roza?
Rage filled her eyes. No hate was there, just...a powerful rage that I never saw in her before. She faced the tree and the silver stake made a hole in it. I wonder what she is going to do. The first thing that crossed my mind was that it was just a distraction. But was I wrong. Rose jumped high and the guardians didn't see it.
I couldn't see her.
We couldn't see her.
She just disapeared in the leaves of the tree.
And after a few moments, she was there again.
She also had become fast. Very fast than I am.
She defeated them one by one. Using tricks that I had never seen her do. She was like a ballerina. She became thin and I wonder why is that. She needed all the vitamins she can get.
And as she was finally going to climb on the wall. A hand came to rest on her shoulders.
Joseph.
Oh, this was good.
Rose raised her eyebrows but said no more.
The fight was on.
Rose gave what she had. She used her mind, flexibility and strength. Her moves had that grace. They fought for a few moments before she found her opening. She did a backflip - which was very impressive - and kicked Joseph making him fly three feet away from him. She went to climb the wall again, the wall that would end her finals. But before that, she looked at someone in the east.
Where Adrian is.
How that hurt my heart.
She gave him a smile which I felt him smile in return. And next, she looked at Joseph who was beaming with pride. And lastly, she looked at Lissa who had a big smile on her face. Lissa was so proud of her bestfriend.
I thought she was going to look at me too.
But she didn't and I couldn't find it to be angry at her.
I deserved it.
Rose was sent in the infirmary and also half of the guardians. I think the guardians had more bruises than Rose had. Tasha kept complimenting Rose. Of how much she changed into a beautiful woman. Of how she was graceful now. She even joked about of how she looked so regal. So. It wasn't only me then who noticed.
Tasha decided to visit Rose and I couldn't help but flinch.
The wrath of Rose is not worth looking at.
I changed into a brown sweater and black jeans with my favorite jacket that I knew Rose loved.
Now to face the wrath of Rose.
A/N: I decided to leave it like that. I don't want to tell the story when they're having there 'conversation' which is so not a conversation. I did not want to write what happened in the infirmary since it will reveal too much. Sp please just bear with me.
And AGAIN, to clear it up. We are talking about the FINALS NOT the TRIALS.
I also want to recommend a story that I loved, her hand writing might be messier but I think we all start in scratch. I remember once when I wrote my first story. It was so, so, so...so...garbage! But still I like had fifty reviews for only the first thirty chapters. I mean that's something.
Without further due may I present to you. The story. The title is: My Lost Love written by scottishchick18
