Here is Chapter four hope you like it.

Chapter 4

The next day at school, Rose was walking through the halls. She had not seen Dimitri the whole day through, but she did feel self hatred and something that she could only equivalent to darkness, spilling through to her. They were talking about Stan's class, well Mason and I were, Lissa did not have him for a class she was a moroi; so she was scotch free from all the bad classes.

"Then there is that two page essay due tomorrow, and he gave it out to day," Mason said looking over at me, with laughter in his eyes. "That's a joke right? I mean, how can Stan be that mean to us."

"Yeah, I—" and that was when it happened. I was thrown into Dimitri's head. No warning or anything.

I was sitting on the floor, I had a blade in one hand and was cutting my wrist of my other hand. I was just sitting there I was still awake, not passed out or dead, but thought it would be better if I was just dead. All I wanted to do was be with Rose but she told me no. Rose at one time knew that it was only her and I always.

I had only wanted to know if the sparks that seemed to flow through Rose and I, would go with anyone else. When I tried to pull away from Tasha, but she pulled me closer to her, and that is when Rose walked in she did not see the whole thing. The only thing she seen was Tasha kissing me, but with her it felt like I was kissing Viktoria, my sister, rather then a potential girlfriend.

"Rose. Hay, Rose, what's wrong?" said Lissa starting to flip out on me shaking me and yelling in my face. Rose flinched back from Lissa not knowing what was going on with Rose. Rose was just standing there with a blank look on her face and a little bit of pain flickering across her face every few seconds.

"Uhh, I need to go." Rose said looking at Lissa but not really seeing her she still was in Dimitri's room but there at the same time. "I-I'm sorry I, umm, need to go. I-I-I forgot something i-in class."

"Okay, I'll go with you, Rose," Mason said looking worried.

It took Rose a moment to figure out what had been said then she looked at him and said," N-no I am fine I c-can make it just fine."

Rose got that out and started walking in the opposite direction toward the Moroi dorms. She was kind of sleep walking through the halls and all the turns that she had to go through to get to Dimitei's room on the other side of campus. Finally, she was starting to pull out the rest of the way out of his head and block out any pain that he was feeling.

Rose was finally standing out side of his dorm door. She did not bother knocking on the door just barged right on in. She walked into the bathroom and he was still sitting on the floor with his back braced against the bathtub head on his shoulder passed out now.

Rose looked down at Dimitri, her Dimitri, right then standing there she had a flash back. She was standing in kindergarten looking at Dimitri, she had a bad haircut and old warn out clothes. She only had the clothes that were given to her, or right before they sent old clothes to Goodwill from the lost and found. She felt so left out no one would look at the poor girl or even talk to her, someone threw a crayon at her, she turned and ran to the corner. She sat there crying, trying not to, and he walked over to her, and that is when she was turned into his girl. She was five years only and he six.

Now looking down at the person that had helped turn her into the person she was today. She felt a tear roll down her cheek. She walked over to him and took his shoulders and turned him so he was lying on the ground; flat on his back, he was breathing, but he did not wake up with the shifting and moving of his body.

She sat down on the left side of him and started by disinfecting his wrist and putting a bandage on it, then he did the same thing to his other wrist. On his right side he had only just started and non of the cuts were deep. After she had all that taken care of she stood up. She started to get his tall figure up on her by pulling an arm over her shoulders. She had never knew how tall and heavy he was but she had lost some weight after the accident and she had not been cleared for combat class yet by the doctor.

Rose got Dimitri settled in the bed after pulling off his bloodied shirt and putting on a clean one. She knew that it had not been the first time that she had changed his shirt, there was one time that he was sick and she changed his shirt. But in the end they were cuddling on the bed, not doing anything just sleeping the day away and she was sick the next day. They both stayed in his bedroom that three days and no one came to bother them.

As Rose was sitting there that is all that came to mind she thought that was something to work with. She rested her head on her arms and soon fell to sleep there. All she seen was the nice darkness that she loved so much when she slept.

"Rose, I am sorry." Rose heard a voice say. She jumped and looked up at the source of the voice.

Dimitri was crying but not awake. He was still asleep as Rose thought better and nicer to think then passed out. Rose reached her hand up and wiped his forehead free of hair.

"Shhh, Baby, I am here," Rose said her voice choking up. She was tired she had been tossing and turning all night.

"Rose," Dimitri jumped up and looked around the room looking for her. He finally looked at her and sighed, touching her cheek. "I-I am so sorry. I-I—"

"I know, Dimitri, I know what you were doing." Rose said looking at his chest, she did not remember the "electricity" that ran through them and did not want him to think that she remembered.

"—you remember that?" he asked bringing her chin up so he could look at her face. He seen the bandages on his wrists and just stared at them confused for a moment then everything came crashing back down on him.

"Wha-what?"

"I said "So, Rose, do you remember?" He repeated frowning slightly.

"What?" Rose asked looking back down.

"Anything, Rose." he said giving her a stern look and patting her hand.

"Nothing, but I did remember when we were in kinder and and someone threw that crayon at me and you came to tell me that it was okay—how were you even living here at that time."

"My mom wanted me to come here rather then the schools in Russia they were the same thing, I was going there for fifth eighth grade. Remember when we would only be able to talk on the phone and you hated it, you would always cry when I had to go. Finally, mom after four years got the picture and I was sent back on an student exchange and stayed." He told the fast version of the story making it all okay telling me the story of kind of how we have always been together. "Please, Roza, remember."

"I-I'm trying," Rose said looking but at him, and her eyes rested on a picture on the wall of them both together. Rose was smiling brightly holding up a rose, he had his arm wrapped a protectively around her waist and he was pecking her cheek. "I want to remember that."

He looked back at the bed cover disappointed. "Is that all?"

"No, I remembered one time you were sick. I pulled off your shirt," Rose blushed and lowered her head. "You got me sick the next day and we stayed here all the three days sleeping and; eating well what could handle."

"Yes, that was fun."

Rose let out a chuckle. "Glad to know someone thinks that is funny."

"See that is the Rose I know and miss. I am very sorry that I kissed Tasha. I only kissed her and tried to pull away but she would not let me and she help onto me tighter." He said telling the whole truth. "Now she keeps trying to get me back."

"I forgive you, and please no matter what never, ever cut yourself again," Rose said, "I will kill you myself if you ever do that again."

"Yes, Ma'am," He chuckled out. "I don't really know why I did that, or remember why I did." he shrugged.

Rose nodded and yawned, Dimitri seeing this he opened his arms to her, "Come here, Roza, you are tired and I still need sleep, stay here with me."

Rose nodded and crawled into his embrace where she felt she should have been all along. He bent down and lightly kissed her lips she was afraid to go farther, she did not know if she had ever slept with him. She did not want to give him the wrong picture by doing anything more. She snuggled farther into his chest he smiled.

"You're body remembers this, I can tell that." he said kissing the top of her head, as she fell to sleep.

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