Lissa came into the room shortly after.

"Here let me help you Rose," she said.

"No, don't. I don't need your help," I snapped. She took a step back and I felt the sadness through the bond. Once I was settled down in the bed I closed my eyes.

"I'm sorry Rose that I haven't been here for you the right way..." Lissa whispered. She thought I was asleep.

"Its not your fault Liss, " I whispered.

"Oh, I thought you were sleep," she said.

"I know."

I kept my eyes close as she walked around the room to my side of the bed. The bed creaked a little when she sat down. With a trembling hand she played with my hair. At first I was stiff, but eventually I let my body lose.

I fell asleep with Lissa in my bed, at one point I heard her say "I love you."

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"Oh Dimka, you should really consider my offer," Tasha said. I stood behind the wall that separated the living room from the elevator.

Dimitri laughed.

"I'm serious Dimka, I love you and only want the best for you," her voice was sugary sweet.

"I love you too Tasha," his voice was soft like velvet and it pierced my heart.I made myself known by coughing.

"Oh, Rose," Tasha blushed while Dimitri pulled his guardian mask up.

"I didn't mean to over hear..."

"Oh its okay sweetie," her voice still sugary.

"What's okay aunt?" Christian came into the room with Lissa and Eddie.

"Nothing, don't worry," was her answer.

"When Rose is involve there's no way not to worry," he replied.

I rolled my eyes.

Hey Rose," Lissa started. I looked up from my lap.

"What is it?" she was nervous about asking me something. I pried into her mind, but she must have felt it because she blocked me.

"Sorry," I muttered.

My hands starting hurting them, so I rubbed them.

"Hey, I know this won't be easy... but I wanted to ask you something," Christian and Eddie looked away.

Oh crap.

"Its almost Mason's birthday," I closed my eyes at the mention of his name.

"Whatever you're about to say, save it," I told her and turned around.

"Rose please, it's the least you could do for him," Eddie pleaded.

I was being frustrated at the moment. My palms were hurting, my arms were too, and my head.

"Not now, please," I pleaded back.

"What's wrong?" Lissa asked getting closer.

"My palms hurt," I whispered. I looked down, sure enough there were the scars.

The scars from the nails being hammered in.

Her index finger traced my scar.

"When are you telling me?" she asked.

"Not now," I answered.

"You really need to talk about it."

"And I will when I'm ready," my headache was increasing by the minute.

"Can you shut up?" I asked. It was Tasha who kept on babling about god knows what.

"Rose!" Lissa reprimanded. I blocked her, since I didn't want to hear through the bond.

"Rose don't act like that," Dimitri said.

"Act like what?" I snapped.

"So," I knew what was coming.

"Don't bother finishing that sentence," I growled.

He narrowed his eyes at me. My head felt like it would explode... my stomach felt beyond empty.

This is what I get for not eating. I clenched my wrist, making my wrist bleed.

I bruried my head into my hands, ignoring everyone. Memories flashed through my mind.

"You're father killed her! And in return I will what he values the most. You," he growled in my ear and went in deeper. I screamed out in my pain. He bashed my head against the table he had me in. He grabbed me by the neck and started choking me. I fought with arms, unable to move.

I felt so helpless.

I felt the life leave my body.

I scratched his left cheek, drawing blood.

He suddenly let go of me.

"Not yet," he said it more to himself then me.

"But for fighting me," he had on a face. A face I'd seen too. It was the face he had when he was about to break something.

He grabbed the hand I'd used to scratch his cheek, with blood in my nails. He twisted my hand, he bended it out of proportion, I felt my arm and hand burn, until I heard a pop.

At the same time my hand broke, a scream pierced through the walls of the basement.

"Oh stop, please stop," I begged.

He laughed at me, the way psychos do in the movies.

"The only person who can help is your father, but where is he?"

I came back from my memories by Lissa shaking me.

I looked down at my hand that was once broken.

I tried getting up from the seat.

"Where- what are you doing?" Lissa asked.

"I have to walk, I can't stay like this!" I was being irrational.

But a part of me never really believed I wasn't able to walk.

It refused to, and it always came out when I remembered.

Somebody pushed me back, but I fought.

It felt so surreal.

I acting like a maniac. Probably was one.

"No, let me go!" I screamed. I felt a prickle on my skin, I started getting dizzy, the images blurring and immediately my world went black.

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Sorry for the late update... also I'm sorry if this chapter isn't good... It's sort of a filler, leading up to bigger things.

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