Rose's P.O.V.
I changed into a pair of bike shorts and a racer-back top. After lacing up my tennies, Lissa walked with me to sparring. She walked over to where Dimitri was, over by another male guardian, I'm guessing by the figure.
She placed a hand on his arm, and whispered something in his ear. His eyes glanced over to me, and then back ahead instantaneously. He nodded briskly, and dismissed the other guardian. Lissa and Dimitri walked over to where I was stretching, like I always do before sparring. Lissa hugged me, and then left for her classes.
"Roza, is there anything you need to tell me? Lissa said you found out some news this morning."
"No. Can we get on to sparring?"
"Of course."
His hits were softer than usual. Kicks were visible, and it was making me angry. I was hitting and kicking at him with more anger than I ever had before. I don't know why, but he was just making me so angry! I don't want anyone to ever go easy on me. I let out a shout of frustration, and had Dimitri pinned to the ground. Repeatedly, I threw punches at his face, which he blocked.
"Why are you going easy on me?" Each word was punctuated with a punch.
"I'm not," he said, simply.
"You are! I'm not getting better, at least not that drastically. I shouldn't be able to see when you're about to kick me!" I placed my hands on his chest and pushed off, careful of my abdomen.
"Roza, I'm not doing anything," I could tell he was lying to me.
"Okay. Fine. You really want to know what's going on with me? I'm pregnant, Dimitri! I'm fucking pregnant, and I can't do anything about it! I've just ruined my own life, and Adrian's too." I had backed into a wall, slid to the ground and placed my head on my knees while I cried.
"I'm glad to hear that's what you think, Rose," A soft voice said.
Even before I saw who it was, I knew. I had hurt him. He had heard those cruel, hateful words about something we created together.
"Adrian, I didn't mean to-"
"Rose, you don't mean a lot of things," he turned on his heel and left the gym.
"Adrian, please!" I was trying to shout to him. "Dimitri, let me go! I need to talk to him!"
"No, Roza. You need to let him cool down and realize you only said what you did out of frustration, not out of hate for your… child."