Chapter VII – Dimitri
Christian gave me Rose currently base. I found a car and was one my way before the day was over. I drove as fast as the speed limit would allow me. I kept track on her, on a GPS placed on the passenger seat. It was hard driving in the heavy snow and when she hadn't moved the last couple hours, I could allow myself to take a little rest. I drove in to a little motel and rented a room for 5 hours. 10 minutes after my chek-in I lay in the bed ready to sleep. I set the alarm 4 and a half hour later, and then I could just catch a shower before I had to leave.
I was lying next to Rose. She looked so beautiful lying in the sand. I was playing with a string of her hair. We had spent the whole day on the beach, just enjoying each other. The sun was almost gone, and I could feel how something changed in me. I leaned over to kiss Rose, but when I came close her neck suddenly seemed way more interesting. I cut my sharp teeth through her soft skin. I could heir her scream. Just before I sucked the last life out from her body, I looked into her big eyes. She looked terrified. The last thing she saw me as, was a monster without a heart.
I woke soaking in sweat. I had my nightmares about Rose. I bite her sucked the life out of her. I still felt awful about how close I was at turning her. So close before I had bit and turned her against her will. I know I couldn't control it myself and I know she knows, but it's still such a big shame. I'm so freaked out, unable to sleep anymore. I need to do something else than sitting in a car or walking around in my room like an animal in a cage. I took on some clothes and ran outside. The wind was cold on in face, but I can still feel the sun shining in my eyes. It's the middle of the day, and the sun is fully up. I enjoy being up in the middle of the moroi-night, and feeling the sun. The sun is one of the things I couldn't enjoy as strigoi. The sun and the church, is the two things I could never enjoy as a strigoi. That is two of the best things in the world, but beauty is also on the top-list. Her hair, her lips, her sarcasm, her jokes about my westerns and her Rose-logic is before everything else.
What will I do without her smiling face? The way she can draw me in and kick me out. She can get my head spinning, I'm not kidding, I can't pin her down. What is going on in that beautiful little mind? She's always out on a mystical magic ride. She make me feel like my head is under water, but I'm breathing fine. She's crazy and I'm out of my mind. All of me love all of her. I love her curves and all her edges, all her perfect imperfections. She's my end and my begging, even when I'm losing and when I'm winning. How many times do I have to tell her, that even when she cry she's beautiful? She's my downfall. She's my muse. She's my worst distraction. She's my rhythm and blues.
Away in my thoughts, I haven't noticed I'm sprinting. With a pumping pulse and spinning thoughts I run back to the motel to get a shower. I let the cold water run over my body and cool down my head. The thoughts are still spinning, but I have a plan now. I have something to lead me on the right direction. I have something that can lead me to Rose.