Last sacrifice § Chapter 7
I think my jaw just about hit the floor when I saw those familiar brown eyes look up into mine.
Yep, before me was lying the, former (or so I wanted to believe), love of my life, Dimitri Belikov.
Of course. Just my damned luck.
I quickly pulled him into the shadows. He was swaying slightly, and it gave me a bit satisfaction that that was because of me.
"What the hell are you doing?" I hissed.
Dimitri focused on me and looked me over like I was crazy.
"I could be asking you that too, you know. Aren't you supposed to be in jail right now?" the sarcasm dripped of his voice.
I smiled smugly.
"I'm a guardian, I'm supposed to protect my charge, Lissa, which I'm trying to do," my voice turned pissed instead of smug "And, honestly Belikov, you're not helping."
"Protect her? By breaking out of jail? By getting involved with one of the most infamous mobsters known? That's how you want to protect her?" he whisper-yelled, dropping the mask for a second.
Wait! Mobster? Ow, right. Abe.
I laughed to myself.
"There is so little you know, Belikov. And I think I can get involved with anyone that I want. Especially when it's my own father we're talking about." Dimitri's rage calmed that instant and he looked at me weirdly. I swear I could hear the pieces click in his mind.
"Come on Belikov, do the math, it ain't that hard." I said in full Rose-Hathaway-bitch-mode.
"You…you're," he couldn't get his words right, so I decided to help him a little.
"Yes, I'm Zmey, err, Abe's daughter. Huh, the daughter of a mobster… explains some stuff, doesn't it?" I said like I was talking to a five-year old.
He was dumbfounded as he stared me over again.
"Now, if you excuse me, I gotta go. My ride's waiting." I turned around, looking if the guardians were already alarmed, but there was no one in sight.
When I wanted to make a run for it, I suddenly got pulled back at my arm. By Dimitri.
Again.
God, he was annoying tonight.
He looked still shocked when he mumbled the most stupid thing he said that night.
"I…I came to break you out of prison…" I tried to raise one eyebrow, and failed.
"Well, no need for that. I'm already getting help and I don't nee-"
"I won't let you leave without me!" he seemed to have gained control again, and looked fiercely into my eyes.
I saw the determination in his and for a second; I could almost imagine that he still loved me. Almost.
And then the way his voice sounded. I felt the ripping in my heart.
It hurt. A lot.
"Dimitri," I said slowly, refusing to meet his eyes "Why on earth would you want to go with me? Besides, I don't even want you with me. I'm perfectly fine on my own, I don't need you to look after me."
Ow, how much I did want him to come, no matter the fierceness in my voice.
He started to protest, but I cut him off before he even got a full word out.
"Dimitri, I need your help!" the words left my mouth before I even realized it, and I was about to take them back as I realized they were true. Well, sort of.
"You need to do what I can't do," I said quickly "You need to protect Lissa for me. Really protect. I can't do that now, and the only one I trust with her is you."
I finally looked up.
"Please."
In truth, I didn't beg him to protect Lissa, but to leave me alone, to just go.
I think he knew that. But then again, it wouldn't be for the first time. Sometimes he seemed to know me better than I knew myself, which could be a pain in the ass.
He sighed and hung his head for a second, when he looked up he had his guardian mask in place.
"I'll come with you till the car." He wasn't really asking, and I knew that I wasn't going to get anything better, considering his mood swings lately.
Huh, kind of ironic, isn't it?
First, I can't even speak to him, and then, he wants to break me out of a freaking high-security prison, on his own!
He really should make up his mind, and a part of me, a rather big part I might add, still hoped that he would come back. But there was also a pissed off part in me that wanted to hit him, and kick him and hurt him, because he had hurt me. So bad.
I shuddered because of the cool air and the thoughts running through my mind.
"Fine, but only till the car. After that you'd better get your sorry ass back to your room before anyone suspects you of getting me out of prison." I said.
I looked again if the cost was clear, when suddenly, loud screams came from the directions of the cellblocks.
I looked back, terror-stricken, so did Dimitri.
I knew it was now or never and without looking back or being concerned anyone might see me, I bolted for the gate.
First I heard only one pair of running footsteps behind me, and I knew that it was Dimitri, though I couldn't believe the idiot still wanted to come with me to the car.
Soon after though, something that sounded like a whole freaking army chasing after me, joined Dimitri's footsteps.
I could only hope they hadn't seen me, because if they could, they sure as hell could see Dimitri too and he'd be screwed.
If people saw him with me, all his work to convince people he wasn't a soulless monster anymore, would be gone, and they'd probably accuse him of murdering the queen too.
Perfect! Just what I needed! Another complication!
I saw the gate, and to my luck there were only two guards, which I thought I could easily take down.
But of course, fate being fate and karma being a bitch, they were locking down the gate!
"Son of a bitch!" I swore under my breath.
As if I did it every day, my mind immediately wandered out, thinking of any way to get around them, or if I had to, through them.
No need though, because in that moment the gate got freaking stuck!
It could've been Abe's work, fate or god if you believed in him but o, was I grateful.
Okay, god, I owe you one! I thought as I lunged for the nearest guard and took him down. One blow to his side, one to his head, and he was done.
I looked over my shoulder to find where the fuck the other had gone and saw to my shock that Dimitri was fighting that one.
Did Dimitri have a freaking death wish or what?
Now they would surely accuse him of treason if he was caught with me.
I groaned as I ran over at him and kicked the guardian in his side, making him lose balance. Dimitri knocked the guy unconscious and I saw he hit a bit harder than necessary.
I bolted for the fence, Dimitri on my tail and the other guardians not far behind.
Please don't see Dimitri, please don't see Dimitri! I chanted in my head.
When we got out, I didn't even think of slowing down.
Not all that far away I saw a car, engine roaring.
I screeched to a halt and so did Dimitri. When he looked at me confusedly, I gestured back to the walls of court.
"You said you'd come till the car! There's the car," I pointed towards it "And you need to get back to court and make sure no one suspects you of breaking me out." I sounded like a freaking nanny telling a 5-year old what to do rather than a girl who is telling a 6'7 tall Russian off…
Without sparing him another look I ran off towards the car, going through the bushes. I knew that any moment the guardians could catch up and boy, I'd be screwed then.
My mind wasn't worrying about that, though.
I thought of Lissa, and hoped Dimitri would keep her safe. And above all, I hoped Adrian would forgive me when if- when I came back.
My mind also went to Dimitri, wondering if he was already at the back gate, if they let him in.
I really hoped he wasn't caught, or accused of getting me out of jail. And of course Pavel and the other guardians could be in major trouble too…
Fuck! I only now realized they could just as well end up in prison! Pavel and his group against all the guardians in court? That was a lost match!
I slapped a hand against my forehead while running the last few feet towards the car.
I contemplated if I really should go, but then I remembered that when I was locked up too, I couldn't do anything for them either.
I opened the car door and I saw a panicked, fragile looking human-man behind the steering wheel.
Abe needed to get better 'contacts', as he liked to call them, cause I was sure I could better drive than that guy.
I ripped the door open and jumped in the back seat.
"Go! They'll be right here!" the guy only stared at me with his eyes wide.
He stumbled something, but I didn't understand.
"What? Come on man, start driving!" he shook his head, which pissed me off.
He said something again, but I still couldn't understand what he said.
I was about to fall out at him again, when I realized the guy wasn't speaking unclear, he was just speaking a different language.
Ah, great Abe! Just perfect!
I listened closely as the man rambled on and with a shock I recognized he was speaking Russian! Ow, I'm screwed.
I should have learned Russian when I was there! Of course, I'd had some other stuff on my mind back then…
I remembered what Pavel had said to me but with all that panic, I had forgotten the password!
Shit! Shit, shit, SHIT!
"Come on man, drive! Err, Robbed at Ella?" No, that wasn't it!
I swear I could hear screams getting louder.
"Ummm, Arab and Dylan?" the guy looked like he was about to have a nervous break-down- and like I was a mad woman.
Damn it! It started with be-be-berabe-
"Beraber ait yilan!" I yelled in sudden outburst, almost jumping so high I hit my head.
The drivers eyes lit up, and he wanted to start the car,
The second the motor made a sound, the backdoor flew open, and a scream escaped my mouth.
It got cut off when the person dove forward and covered my mouth, I started to fight him off, until I suddenly heard him yell a few things at the guy behind the steering wheel. He spoke Russian, but that voice I would've recognized anywhere.
Not again!
Just as the driver floored the gas pedal, the intruder slammed the door of the car shut, and finally went off of me.
I clamped myself at the passenger seat in front of me to keep me steady, because the guy was driving insanely fast and I hadn't had the chance to buckle up.
I stared furiously at the man that faced me with cool eyes from the other side of the backseats in the car.
Dimitri.
AUTHOR'S NOTE, PLEASE READ: hey guys! I'm sorry I didn't update soon but yeah, school is the only excuse I got, but it's a good one though! I've started the year off fairly well! In Holland our grades go from 1 to 10, 10 being the best and till now I had: for English; 8,6 + 8,6 + 7,1 (which made my day) and for ancient Greek; 5,5 and a unknown but much better grade! Math test is coming up and I'm afraid I'll screw that one up majorly cause I just suck at math and for history I had a freaking 8,8! My friend, who is an freaking genius child by the way, had an 8! I had a higher grade than her! I was so happy! It is probably one of the only times I'll ever have that so I'm enjoying it as much as I can! I also screwed up a little something for Romanian, but that's easy to patch up on… I hope… well, anyways… tell me what you think! I won't update till I have 40 reviews! (is that too much?) did you like/hate? And tell me what you think of the end! And just so you know, Rose wont forgive Dimitri easily in my story! The trouble only just started… Hehehe…
