Chapter Four: Blood Red Roses.

To say that I was mad… well, that was the understatement of the century. Belikov beat Rose? My Rose? My little Dhampir? No.

"What!" I screeched, turning to face Eddie who had fear written all in his aurora and in his eyes. "Why have you not done anything about it? Does Lissa know? How is this still happening!"

"It's none of my business! Rose doesn't want anyone knowing, she threatened to hunt me down if I told."

"What? She Rose Hathaway, the Rose Hathaway, how is she letting this happen? Why has she not beaten him up yet? Sent him to the hospital? Done any form of physical harm to the bastard, why has she not defended herself!"

"Because Adrian," he turned and kept walking down the hallway, I was too furious to even pay attention to where he was leading us, "she loves him. Still, well, maybe not this version of him, but her mind is clouded with the old him, the one she fell in love with."

"The one she left me for …" I said quietly, my mind filled with visions of Rose,

"Exactly." He said, "And that is enough for her to go through with the pain to deal with him being abusive."

"But it isn't right! She is the guardian to the queen for goodness sake! How has someone not noticed yet? How has Lissa not noticed?"

"Adrian, the court is secretive, extremely secretive. You know this and I know this, no one wants to get into a couple's relationship, especially not the relationship of the two best guardians we have around, Rose guards the queen, Dimitri guards the Kings boyfriend, no one wants to get into it. And Lissa is the queen, she is busy and now that the bond between her and Rose is gone she doesn't pay much attention, she believes Rose and Dimitri to be having a wonderful relationship,"

"Well then we have a dumb queen," I growled, still furious. My Rose was being beaten by some man few points higher than cheap, Russian material.

"That is what we call treason, Adrian."

"No. That's what we call the truth."

Eddie sighed, "I do not like it anymore than you do Adrian,"

"Then do something, stop Belikov."

"Have you seen that man? He's 6'4 and Russian, I'd get beat easily,"

I knew he was telling the truth, but still. I couldn't let this go, whether it was my business or not, if this continued then Rose could end up seriously wounded, or worse, dead. She'd already been brought back to life once before, I didn't think she'd be able to be brought back again.

Eddie sighed, "Okay. Next we have to visit someone named Nakita Daniels?" he looked up at me with an eyebrow raised, "who's she?"

"Nakita? Oh. I dated her for a month when I was sixteen, not royal but she had a hot friend I was trying to make jealous so I dated her, in the end I got the hot friend."

"Oh Adrian," Eddie said sighing, "Why does that not surprise me?"

A grin smile formed on my face, grim, for my thoughts were still with Rose.

Eddie led me to the edge of court to a house smaller than the others; 'The Daniels Residence' was printed on a rug outside of the house, how charming.

Nakita- apparently wasn't expecting us when she opened the door with a shocked look on her face, she looked worn out. Her black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her eyes had bags beneath them. The biggest shock? Her stomach, once smooth and skinny was now huge and round, she was pregnant.

"Adrian?" she asked, sounding shocked.

"Nakita! You're, um, you're pregnant?"

She rolled her eyes, "No. I'm trying to gain weight for the winter so I can hibernate, now what are you doing here?"

I sighed, showing her my engagement ring, "My wife is making me visit my exes so I can fully 'appreciate' all that she is and does for me."

"And who is this wife of yours?"

"Kasey Dashkov" I mumbled though it wounded more like Kae-sey- Dushcav.

"Who?"

Eddie answered from me, a grin on his face, "Kasey Dashkov."

Nakita's face went pale as she looked at me, then began to uncontrollably laugh so much she was forced to sit on the floor of her house.

"The Barbie? The brain-dead blonde who's dad is one of the richest Moroi around?"

I rolled my eyes, though I had to admit, Brain-Dead Barbie did have a nice ring to it.

"That's her alright." I mumbled, not meeting her eyes.

She looked like she was about to die, of laughing. "You and Kasey Dashkov? Really? Last I heard you were with Guardian Hathaway, what happened?"

Why was it that just about every one of the girls I've visited so far has asked me this?

"We broke up, point blank."

"Oh …" she trailed off, feeling the unwanted need for the subject to come up.

"So, who's the dad?" Eddie asked, trying to break the awkward silence that had formed.

"Oh!" her eyes narrowed a bit on the sides and she sighed, "Jesse…"

"Zeklos?" Eddie choked on a laugh, "Jesse Zeklos? Really? What were you drunk or something?"

She blushed and her aurora immediately let me know that yes, they'd been drunk when it happened and that they were engaged, whether they loved each other or not, no illegitimate child would ever be heard of in the Zeklos family.

"So when's the wedding?" I asked, grinning slightly.

Nakita sighed, pulling out her hair bow and letting sleep black locks run down her back, "in a week actually, though I am well over six months she still doesn't want the child to be born when me and Jesse aren't married yet."

"Do you love him?" Eddie asked, the answer was obvious, no.

She sighed again, "No actually, I don't wish to marry a man who would always be out on the weekends and be home late and be cheated on and have Zeklos for a last name."

"So what are you going to do?" I asked,

Her eyes met mine and I knew the real reason why she didn't want to marry Jesse, she was in love with another but society and the baby were pushing them together, who she really loved I didn't know, but she was and never would in love with Jesse, just like how I was with Rose.

"You know how I feel don't you?" she asked quietly,

I gulped and nodded, feeling her waves of sadness and pain flush over me, making my own sorrowful feelings strengthen. "I know exactly how you feel dear," I kissed her forehead gently, "Apart from the whole pregnant thing," giving her a small smile before I noticed that it was getting dark outside, I didn't want to hear Kasey's complaining about me 'not being on time' because you know, a twenty-four year old man so needs a curfew.

"We have to get going," I mumbled, releasing her hands which; till now I hadn't noticed I was gripping tightly. "But I hope the whole Jesse thing goes fine and that the baby …?"

"It's a surprise," she said, I nodded and continued, "And that the baby is healthy."

"And I wish you luck with Kasey and Rose," she said. Meeting my eyes. I nodded, "Thank you." And made my way out.

….

The worst part about knowing that something bad is happening to a friend- or in my case, the person that you loved most on this planet, is that you can't do or say anything about it without them hating you. Did I want Belikov to rot in jail till death? Hell yeah. But did Rose? No.

She would hate my guts if I even thought about mentioning something about it, hell, knowing Rose she might even contemplate killing me. I couldn't live with Rose hating me, but I cannot keep on trying to live the 'happy' life with Kasey knowing what Rose was going through, and I know that if something bad happens to Rose, if Dimitri kills her in the end, that I would kill myself knowing that I did nothing to stop it. Or that it would simply kill me inside.

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