Dimitri's P.o.v

I saw Christian and Lissa out and sat back down waiting for my beautiful Roza to come back.

My Roza,

I liked the way that sounded, she was so beautiful and strong, and she felt so right to me, I loved her more than anything I have ever had before, more than that pet rabbit I begged mamma to get for me when I was 7 more than my western novels, I loved her. Rosemarie Hathaway was one hell of women, and she was also carrying suitcases.

Suitcases? That interrupted my train of thought. "Roza where are you going?" I asked, a look of grief washed over her face. The next thing she said was like a slap in the face by the harshest hands ever.

"I'm leaving you." I would of rather being slapped, the pain of being bitten by a Strigoi, I would of gladly taken that pain any day, but no, not this, this pain hurt worst.

"Why?" I managed to choke out.

"Dimitri, we just are not meant to be I suppose, your seven years older, and I just don't know, maybe Abe was right I need to be on my own." She went to the door.

"Roza please don't go, please." I begged her, but nothing changed, she opened the door and left.

And with that she took my heart with her. I sat down on the couch in utter shock; it took me a few minutes before I called Lissa.

"Queen Vasilisa Dragomir please, its Guardian Belikov, its urgent." The person at the front desk buzzed me to Lissa.

"Hello, Dimitri?" Lissa said.

"Hi, Lis." I managed to say.

"What's wrong, where is Rose? Is everything alright?" If she didn't sound worried before, she defiantly did now.

"She left me Lis, she said I was told old, and Abe was right." I could barely get the words out.

"What?" Lissa almost screamed.

"Yeah." I managed,

"I'll talk to her." With that, Lissa said goodbye and hung up. The silence was the worst, no Rose to make noises or to sing. I curled up on the couch and cried. I just wanted her to come back. I rolled over on my back and stared at the photo of Rose and me on the mantel; I closed my eyes and relived that day.

))(()Dimitri's memories...))((()

"Belikov, Hathaway!" Alberta yelled at us, we both turned to look at her as she crossed the court yard of academy. In her hand was a small camera, Rose looked at me puzzled. "Smile, Kirova wants a picture of everyone, and since you have being mentoring her Belikov, I think you should take a picture with her." Alberta smiled, I put my arm around Rose's shoulder and she did the same thing, we both smiled and the picture was over before we knew it. Alberta turned to leave and Rose launched another kick to my gut I grabbed her foot a swung her around to the ground, but caught her just before her head hit. I did a quick sweep and found no trace of Alberta, I then slowly and steadily placed a kiss on Rose. I knew it was wrong, and I should not have this kind of relationship with my student, but Rose, oh Rose.

Present Day.

I opened my eyes and smiled at the memories that actually just made me sadder. I stood up, and decided I should go for a walk, none of this made sense, and I needed to leave.