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(Melissa B.)


I leaned back onto the back of the couch. Was she fucking kidding me? "Your kidding, right?" I stared, barely believing her words.

"No, I feel that essence of him—

The door bell rang. I stood, since Christian didn't like Lissa doing lots of things, no matter what they were. I walked over to the red wood door. A gust of wind and a tornado of leaves greeted me when I opened the door. There was someone standing there but the mini whirlwind made it hard for me to actually see someone. The wind stopped and in place of the wind was a white envelope, sitting on the brown door mat.

I looked to my left and looked to my right as I bent over to pick up the envelope. I closed the door, and it closed with and ominous sound. "Who was that?" Lissa asked, fixing her legs that were probably asleep for sitting on them for so long.

I looked back at the door, as if possibly the figure would somehow reappear again. "I don't know." I stared a little bit longer at the door and went back to the letter that had arrived. I had a feeling of who it was. Lissa proved that she and I both were on the same page when she spoke a second later. "I can feel him again. He is very close."

"We better get Adrian and Christian to come down here. Er, no, we'll go to them." I grabbed Lissa's hand and lifted her off the couch. I didn't let go until we were all inside Christian's room, where Adrian and him liked to play these weird video games. Lissa went to go sit in between Adrian and Christian. No matter the situation, I still got a little upset when females bothered Adrian. He noticed my expression. He came to sit next to me, but he placed me on his lap. I smiled conceitedly.

Christian yawned as he placed his hand on Lissa's stomach. "Why the sudden urge to visit the hot boys?" He asked, rubbing Lissa's small belly.

Adrian looked curiously at the envelope in my hand as Christian waited for an answer to his question. He picked it up from my hands. "What's this?" He asked in my ear.

"I don't know I just received it like right now." I looked over at Lissa. "Can you still feel him?"

"Faintly. Earlier, it was very strong, the feeling of him."

Adrian sighed. "Oh, Dimitri." He simply stated something we knew. "You haven't read it?" He asked in my ear again. I shook my head. "I read it later." I said, low for only him to hear.

Christian, Lissa, Adrian, and I, discussed what to do in case of a emergency. Or when Dimitri wanted to attack us, or when he would come for me. Nonetheless, we discussed about it all night. And I do mean all night. Everyone was so tired after the talk. I was so tired, that I put of to reading the letter until tomorrow, after I had my twelve hours of sleep.

I slipped under the covers, not bothering to change. Once under the blanket, I stripped naked. Well, I stripped to my black boxer/underwear and left my black tee on. Once my head hit the pillow, my eyes started closing as if I were in a lot pleasure. I was so, so close to falling asleep. . .

Adrian's cold hand alerted me awake. It slid down to my leg so that he could put me on his chest, that was the way I slept every night. I wondered why he was so cold tonight. He usually was extremely warm and very comfortable to sleep on. Tonight, he was stiff and a little too cold. Not the best person to sleep next to right now.

He wrapped his arms around me. His lips found mine and he moaned softly as I kissed his lips tenderly. I went wild and out of control as he kissed my lips much harder than he had ever kissed them. He flipped me over and started kissing everywhere, near my chest, near my neck, on my lips. I leaned back against the headboard of the bed as he kissed me so intensely.

Oh, yay! We are finally going to do the deed! Yay! My mind whispered all these fantasies to me as I laid there with his lips and hands all over me. He was going all over me so hard that I was slipping, slipping until my body landed on the floor with a thump! I started laughing on the floor as Adrian apologized. "I'm sorry, I got carried away. I didn't mean to do that." I laughed even harder.

I was laying on the side of the room that was closet to the big window, or sliding door. The moon and stars shined, making me blind by how bright they were. It was an awesome night, no, a beautiful and I wanted to share it with Adrian. Adrian had stopped talking when he noticed I stopped laughing. "Rose, baby, are you okay?"

I gave an evil laugh. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down so that he was laying next to me. He landed on top of me and for a moment, we just shared the most ardent kiss. I pulled away to look back at the gorgeous eyes. After a moment, I stared at the sky, which was brighter, all of a sudden. "Don't you think that's beautiful?" I asked, pointing and the illuminating stars and moon.

"It is," he agreed. He continued talking after a second. "But I think your eyes shine brighter than those stars will ever shine." He laid on his side and put his head on his hand, propping himself on one elbow. He began stroking my hair. "Your beautiful brown eyes are a thousand times better to look at then at that sky." His thumb traced my nose, my eyes, the outline of my lips, my face features. My eyes closed as the shivers from his touch overtook me. I smiled when I felt the cool touch of his lips on mine. "You are beautiful, my Rose. I still can't believe you're mine. I don't realize how lucky I am to have you."

"Trust me, you aren't the lucky one, I am. I couldn't think of anyone better for me." I yawned. I needed some sleep. Adrian noticed how tired I was because he picked me up and put me back on the bed, him next to me so that his body heat was enough to keep me warm and happy.

I woke up to the wonderful sight of Adrian's eyes. I smiled a huge smile as his lips made contact with my own. I pulled away after a second that I might have bad morning breath. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. "Is that any way to leave me? Starved for your lips?" He asked, leaning on the door frame, while I brushed my teeth. He was all dressed and fresh, the steam on the glass shower wall proved that. It was me who needed a little freshening. My hair was horrible.

I ignored his attempt to drag me back to the bed. I knew he wanted to continue what I thought would happen last night. This was all shit. When he finally agreed to sleep with me, I couldn't even touch him and do all crazy things with him because of my monthly issue. Jeez, great.

He threw me on the bed. His lips and hands went under my shirt. It was when we were going a little bit too far that I pulled away. "We can't. . ." I let my voice trail off.

His mouth softly on my neck, making me moan slightly. "Why not?"

"Well we can but I can't. . ." Oh great, I was making no sense.

"Why not?" He asked, yet again.

"Um, you know. . ."

"Know what?"

"Well, you see. . ." My cheeks were red. How to explain?

He caught on. Or maybe he was just an expert on woman. He chuckled. "Don't be embarrassed to tell me about those things. I am the youngest of four sisters. Believe me, I know enough about it. More than I ever wanted to know." He laughed again.

I nearly choked. I never imagined Adrian with brothers or sisters, much less with four sisters. "And I didn't know this because?" I asked.

"Know about what?"

"That you had four sisters. Why?" I asked, raising eyebrows at him.

He ran his hand down my chest and down my stomach. "I wanted you to meet them before you said anything on how sisters are only bitches that ruin your lif—

"I wouldn't have said that!" Those words made me suffer a PMS attack. "What made you think that?! Shame on you, Adrian." I went away from his arms and walked over to the huge window. I crossed my arms over my chest and gazed out the window.

He hugged me from behind. "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to upset you." He kissed me again.

"It's fine. . ." I went out of his arms and went to the desk to open the letter.

The letter read:

Dear Rose,

I knew you would never open another letter that said from Dimitri on there. Okay, let me tell you, baby. I loved it when I saw your face, as you opened the door and received this letter. Yesterday, the text on here was different. If you would have just read it, it would have been much lovelier. Anything about you is lovely. Everything about you is lovely. I loved the way your skin felt under my touch. Everything about is smooth. Except, that belly of yours that you gained. Stupid Adrian, he could get you pregnant but I couldn't. Damn him! I will deal with him later. As for now, that little act of you and Adrian, made me want to move the "Murdering Date" just by one day, or maybe less. Have mercy on yourself, kill yourself because the things I have in mind to do to you are not pleasant at all. And I really feel sorry for that little creature you have inside you.

Love,

Dimitri Belikov

I stared again. Why couldn't that bastard leave me alone already? Shit, I mean I had tried to fulfill my promise to him. The one we had made in the back of the SUV, that sad day. I mean it wasn't my fault he all of a sudden wanted to kill me. Okay, maybe it was my fault. . .

I ripped the letters in lots of pieces. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't want to kill myself. And when these letters arrived, that need grew so unbearable until that need was too painful to ignore. Sometimes, I had even considered throwing myself out the window. I just wanted to feel nothing at all. Maybe just love for Adrian but nothing else.

Dimitri's letter had been all wrong. I had never done it with Adrian so why was he saying that I had a belly? That was Lissa. Not me. Holy smakamolis, why couldn't he just leave me alone. Note after note, he was just getting more bipolar than before. Man, make up your mind already! Do you want to kill more or do you want me dead? There was a big difference in that. Did he want to kill me, where my heart stopped or didn't he want me dead, as in Strigoi dead?

I put my head on my hands as I threw the pieces into the trash can. Tears began to fall with no destination. They just slipped out of my eyes and landed on the oak desk. Adrian rubbed my back. "I don't know what could have been written on that letter but I could imagine." He said, lifting me off the chair and laying me on the bed. He put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I buried my head under his neck and cried.

"I think I would be better of as dead. No more problems in your life that way." I said, closing my eyes and wiping some tears.

He pulled back only to look into my eyes. "I didn't care if I have to face a million problems, as long as I am with you, I don't care about anything but you!" He said fiercely. His lips on mine proved how much those words were true. They were very true, judging on how fierce his lips were on mine. I wanted him more than ever, I needed him more than ever. Adrian was a healthy, he didn't have dark thoughts about wanting me dead. I was more than grateful he was here and very supporting. When did my life become even crazier?

We needed to find answers on when Dimitri was planning on getting me. No matter how hard we tried, we only came up with more questions. Questions that had no answer. Well, what could we do? This was a hard life. But my life seemed better as long as Adrian held me, in his safe arms forever.


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