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I open my eyes and for the second time in the past 2 days I wake up in the Academy's infirmary. I am overly sore and have a migraine they size of Texas, which hurts like hell. No one is standing over me and no one seems to be around at all which is not like Dr. Olendski at all. I sit up and take a look at my surroundings and am confused. I am not in the academy. I am in a hospital though. My arms are connected to an IV through a painful needle.
I pull it out hard and watch as blood begins flowing from my arm. It's so red and keeps spreading across my arm like a wildfire. Firefly makes fire, I wonder where he is. The door to the room opens and a nurse in a white dress, like those ones you always see on TV walks in. She notices me sitting up in my bed and walks over to me with a big smile on her face.
"Good morning sleepy head, are you feeling all right? Can I get you anything?" she is awfully hyper and she hops which makes her long blond curls bounce with her.
"What am I doing here?" I ask my voice cracks slightly from not talking in a while.
"Security guard at the mall found you passed out and badly beaten in a hallway that is never used anymore. Police tried finding family or something, but no one there seemed to know you." I look at my hands. Lissa should have had the guardians try to find me by now. Maybe they didn't care about me. I frown at the thought as the nurse sits on the edge of my bed, grabbing my hand. She looks no more than twenty years old.
"I'm sure they just haven't realized I am missing." I tell her.
"It has been a few days; if they cared they would've found you." Wow. Harsh. I yank my hand out of hers and get my pissed face on. She looks scared and jumps off my bed. I glare at her, which only makes her more apprehensive. Without even thinking the pen lying on the table beside the bed is flinging in the air. It goes into her arm, causing blood to run down her arms. She runs out of the room crying.
"Wow, are you ok?" I hear from across the room. I look over at another bed where a girl younger then myself lays. She has long brownish hair that looked mixed with some blond and big brown eyes. Familiar eyes.
"I am fine," I tell her. I know her from somewhere I just can't picture. She feels too familiar.
"I am Viktoria, who are you?" she asks me curiously.
"I am Rose."
"That was amazing how you threw that pen in her arm, pure talent." She says a big smile coming to her face. When she speaks I recognize a familiar accent.
"Where are you from?" I ask.
"Russia, my family is here visiting my brother and I got sick. My mother felt better bringing me here rather then to some Moroi."
"You're a dhampir?" I ask curiously.
"Yes as are you, I assume you go to St. Vladimir since that is the only school near here." She is a smart girl and seems very kind. We begin talking and talking and talking, enjoying each others company, and in the end I think I have made a new friend. She is fun and energetic and reminds me of Lissa, but at the same time is a totally different person. We talk about how her brother is always being tough and busy and has no time for her.
"So Viktoria, the next time you and your brother are alone have him close his eyes and then tie him up and torture him, but not hardcore torture, you know what I mean?" I ask giving her advice.
"Yea I do, I'll just make him do something embarrassing," she laughs with a big grin. I smile too before I climb up off the floor where we had put pillows and blankets making a little fort.
"I will be right back, I am going to see if I can get cafeteria food instead of the shit they serve us, want anything?" I ask already heading for the door.
"If they have apple pie or something sweet, I could use something like that." I nod and head downstairs. The stairs are much faster then waiting for the elevator. The place is deserted, so I grab some munchies and make my way back upstairs. Something in my gut tells me not to go into the room, so I peek around the corner to see a lot of people huddled around Viktoria. I pull back immediately, but it is not soon enough. Someone sees me and runs over to me.
"Hi I am Paul!" a little boy around the age of 9 or 10 says coming over to me. I squat to his level and shake his hand with my spare hand.
"Hi Paul, I am Rose," I tell him with a smile. He is a cute little boy and obviously related to Viktoria. I can see it in the face.
"Paul!" a woman from inside the room calls frantically.
"You should go back in there before you get in trouble," I whisper softly in his ear. He nods and runs back into the room. I stand and wait a moment before I follow. Many people wait by Viktoria's bed looking at her and talking to her in a language I do not understand. It is probably Russian. She sees me and I raise the pie so she can see. She nods as I set it on a tray, which causes her family to turn to me. I sit down on my bed and look back at them. There are two young women one pregnant and one holding Paul. There is also an older woman and an even older woman standing near her bed. And then there is a guy. When he turns my breath gets caught inn my throat.
" Rose!" he calls running over to me and pulling me into a big hug. I sigh and breathe into Dimitri's shoulder, starting to cry. He holds onto me as I cry and let feelings out. I seem to be crying for everything and yet at the same time nothing at all. He just holds me as I let it out. Then I realize everyone is still watching. I wipe my eyes and push him away.
"No one cares about me," I tell him lying down and pulling the blankets over my head. I hear movement within the room.
"I don't wanna leave auntie Viktoria yet," I hear Paul whine. I start crying again, making inaudible sounds, but with tears still pouring down my face. The door shuts making a loud sound and I sigh. Dimitri is gone. I sit up and see him sitting on the edge of my bed. He is the only one in the room.
"What are you doing here?" I ask looking at the closed door.
"Rose, we all care about you." He whispers softly.
"NO YOU DON'T!" I scream loudly.
"Rose calm down," he says grabbing my hand and pulling me close to him. I cry some more, not able to make the damned tears stop.
"No one looked for me…no one tried to find me." I cry.
"Roza, I searched for you every second these last few days. Nothing could ever make me stop looking for you." He whispers as I continue to cry into his shoulder.
Had nothing to do all day so I decided to write another chapter. I didn't have any plans for this chapter, it just kinda happened. What do you think? Got any good ideas for future chapters? I already got a few so thank you all who reviewed =)
