Here's another chapter as promised. Just a short one as I wasn't quite sure where to take it but I hope you like it nonetheless.
For a while the water wouldn't do as it was told. Oh the flaws of showers. Baths at least stayed at a constant temperature for a while but as expensive as this ski lodge was this particular shower didn't know how to stay hot. I ended up punching it in the end which somehow fixed it. Now, finally able to relax a little I leaned against the wall and let the water pound against my side.
It took me a few minutes to realise my knuckles were bleeding from punching the shower. I swore as the stinging kicked in and held my hand under the stream of water. If only my feelings could have been washed away like the blood was. Washed away never to bee seen again. It was a stupid wish really but heartfelt all the same. I was angry. So very angry with myself. And Mason.
Mason had bee the first to leave the ski resort with Mia and Eddie. I knew he was the leader of that group. Rose had only gone to bring them back. If Mason hadn't gone then Rose wouldn't have either. If I ever saw Mason again I was going to make sure he knew he had acted irrationally, he wouldn't ever forget how irrationally either. And then what was I going to do? Shout at Rose? Probably. But because of what she was doing to my heart.
Every minute she was gone was another minute she was more likely to be dead if she wasn't already. She may even be worse than dead. She may be Strigoi. We'd already made a promise to each other. We'd rather be dead, truly dead than Strigoi. If she was… if she was one of them I'd make sure she got that wish even if she no longer believed in it. Oh, I'd do it even if it meant I was kicked out of the ranks. For her I'd do anything even if it resulted in my death. For her I'd do it in a heartbeat.
Realising tears were once again falling down my face I sank to the floor of the shower and sat there for what felt like forever with my head in my arms and let myself fall apart for a little while.
What felt like hours later I heard someone knocking on the bathroom door. A soft voice called out to me and it took me a few moments to realise it was Tasha. I really didn't want to move but her nephew was in Spokane as well and she deserved answers. I shut the shower off and quickly got dressed.
"Kirova told me what you did." Tasha said. Her arms were folded across her chest and her eyes were narrowed. Even angry she was beautiful. A slight blush coloured her pale Moroi cheeks making her if anything more attractive than before. But she was just a friend. Rose was the one for me. The only one for me and I cursed myself once again for what I had been doing to Rose since the holidays had started.
"You're right to be angry." What else could I say? That I was sorry even though sorry wouldn't fix this?
"I raised him since his parents turned and all you can say is 'you're right to be angry'! Tell me when, Dimitri, I needed your permission to be angry?" she unfolded her arms and pointed an accusing finger at me. "If he doesn't come back from this I'm holding you responsible."
"So will I."
A tear rolled down her cheek which she angrily swiped away. I stepped forward and began to pull her into my arms but she pushed me away. More tears rolled form her eyes.
"Don't you dare, Dimka! I don't want your pity. I don't want your apology. I don't want you to feel bad for me. I don't want –" she was in hysterics by now.
I stepped forward and held her wrists so she couldn't hit me which she was trying very hard to do. She kept shouting and shouting, telling me what she didn't want. Her eyes were closed against her tears and she choked on sobs.
"Tasha!" I barked and she stopped.
I pulled her close and held her tight as much for her benefit as my own.
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I'm off on holiday now so I won't be updating for about five days but I'll add something the day after I get back.
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