A/N: Okay bitches, this is a hostile takeover! Lol, just kidding. Hi there, it's me Case-Chan, filling in for Raven because she became a slug. And well, slugs can't write fanfiction so you'll just have to deal with me for this one chapter until we can get that sorted out. I don't know how I got talked into this… If you're curious about me, check out my profile if ya want. Just put me in your search bar, hyphen and all! Okay then, let's go! Leave it to me!
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Dimitri POV:
As I watched Rose run away from me, I thought about what I'd done wrong; what I'd said. Her reaction was so abrupt that I almost didn't chase after her. I shook off all doubtful thoughts and took off after her, trying to catch up. I watched her take out her phone and text, and I suppose the reply wasn't fast enough because about a minute later, she lifted the phone to her ear. I had to strain my own to hear what she was saying, and even then I could only make out a few words.
"Come….At school….Need to go….Adrian!" Adrian? She called Adrian?! And she sounded like she was crying. Why would she go to Adrian and not me? I definitely would've taken her home if she'd asked me. We passed through the hallways of the main building quickly, earning a few shouts from security patrolling the halls. Oh fuck off.
"Rose!" I called after her, just as she burst through the double doors at the front of the school. We were now in the parking lot, almost to the outer fence where I saw an ugly yellow motorcycle waiting. No way! He's fast! "Shit" I muttered under my breath, watching her climb on, screaming for him to just go. Just as I approached, they were out of sight. My hands balled into fists and I turned, swearing and kicking the fence so hard it shook for a good two minutes. I thought about getting into my car and following them, except the huge security guard lumbering over to me probably had other ideas. As I was shuffled back into the building by the rank Neanderthal, I took one last look at the fence where she'd sped off, unable to brush off the throbbing in my heart.
"Alright kid, since it's still early on in the year, I won't take you to the principal. Just get to class." I nodded curtly and turned, quickly making my way to first period alone.
"Welcome to class Mr. Belikov. Would you like your detention now, or after class?" I blanched.
"What—Are you serious?!" I shouted incredulously. He raised his eyebrow.
"I told you that if you were tardy one more time I wouldn't be lenient with you. Now I'll ask again. Now, or later?" I can't believe this!
"How about after you get laid? Oh wait. I don't have time to wait around forever, and I'm sure you don't either." I spat. The class erupted in laughter and 'Ohhh Shits' as Mr. Alto's face lit a shade of red that rivaled Satan him self's.
"That's a referral Mr. Belikov." He growled.
"Oh fuck you old man" The class laughed, and were probably shocked that this ever so diplomatic foreign kid insulted the teacher in such a way. Ha. Whatever, let them think what they want. Though it was unlike me to lose my temper like this, my blood is boiling right now. I was certainly not in the mood for Mr. Alto's shit either.
"That's it! They don't pay me enough for this…" He grumbled, picking up the phone to call security presumably. Hmm. I haven't gotten a referral since I beat up my sister's ex-boyfriend two years ago. That asshole. Shit. Thinking about him is making me even more angry. I glared at the fun-sapped old man as he put down the phone and glared back. Just for fun, I lifted my middle finger to show him just how many fucks I didn't give.
Minutes later, security arrived to take me away, and I let them. I mean, sure I kicked the trash can over and nearly punched a hole clear through the wall, but hey, at least they didn't have knock me over and zip tie my hands. I'd consider that a win.
I shuffled to the main office slowly, dreading the fact that they probably already called mom. She's really the last person I wanted to see right now. Man, and I was doing so good here in America… Not getting in trouble at all. Then this happens. Shit.
They plopped me down in one of the waiting room chairs as they went to speak to the principal. I looked up to see the security guard from earlier.
"So much for not ending up in the principal's office." He chuckled, shaking his head.
"Hey, shut up" I grumbled.
"Mr. Belikov" Principal Petrov called to me, successfully butchering my surname in the process. "Your mother is on her way." She said gravely. I stared blankly at her sandy pixie cut. How ugly. I thought spitefully.
"Yayyy." I said in a deadpan tone. My blood pressure rose again.
Rose POV:
Away. Away. Away. I gotta get outta here. I don't want Dimitri to see me like this. I don't want anyone to see me like this! I pulled my phone in front of my face. Why hasn't Adrian answered me yet? I punched his phone number in and tried to keep the tears out of my voice. He answered on the second ring.
"Rose? I just got your text. Are you okay?"
"Come get me. I can't stay at school. I need to go. Please come get me Adrian!" I cried, hanging up the phone. Shit shit shit! I can't cry at school like this. And Dimitri's still following me. Should I just leave him like this? He'll definitely ask me about it later. But I.. I just… The memories... I can feel them swirling around in my head. Oh god.. I can see them. No! I don't wanna see them. Adrian's motorcycle came into view. Thank god! Man he's fast! My lungs screamed and my legs hurt from running, but I pumped faster. I'm almost there. Wind blew swiftly, caressing the tears I didn't know had fallen despite my efforts. Ugh I fucking hate this. I threw one leg over Adrian's bike and threw my arms around his waist, not bothering to put on a helmet.
"Rose—" He started.
"Drive Adrian." I commanded, throat and tears constricting my voice.
"W—Where?" He stuttered.
"I don't care. Anywhere but here."
"But, your helmet—"
"Just go!" I yelled, clutching his waist extremely tight.
With that, Adrian sped off and I clutched his back tightly, letting my tears soak into the back of his shirt. At least no one could see me now.
OoO
In about 20 minutes, we arrived at the beach a few miles away from my house. I inhaled the sea air and attempted to calm myself.
"Rose." Adrian called, detaching himself from the bike and me. "Just what the hell was that all about?" He asked, reaching out to me. I just averted my eyes in shame. Had I really cried in front of him? How uncool. I hopped of the bike and walked slowly toward the pier, turning a bit to watch Adrian follow after me.
"Sorry Adrian, I just… I can't."
"Did that asshole Dimitri do something? I mean, I saw him chasing you."
I laughed a bit and shook my head. "No. He actually didn't do anything. It's just some things that I really don't want to talk about." I said quietly, hoping to avoid this conversation all together. I heard the old planks of the pier creak under my feet, and I began to feel more at ease. This had always been my sanctuary growing up, and I spent a ton of time here when it first happened. I almost never left. I felt a pang in my chest as sat at the edge, thinking back to when I'd first gone there after it happened, and the days that followed. I remember looking down at the water at night and seeing how black it was, wondering how far it went down. I also remember wanting to find out for myself, even though I couldn't swim at the time. It looked as if it could swallow me, and everything that trapped itself in my head at the time, whole. And what a relief that would be. Sweet, alluring relief. Then I would get distracted and look up at the moon and I'd have to look away, because it shone so bright and pure and beautiful that I felt like someone like me shouldn't be allowed to look at it. And then, I would cry. I would hug my sides and let the tears race down my cheeks and into the black abyss. I cried so much those few weeks, those few months that I should never be able to cry again. But… Whenever I think about that time.. Somehow, I can always make more tears. Why is that?
"I fell in once," I mused almost inaudibly, tasting the bitter lie on my tongue. You fell, huh Rose? My inner voice mocked, calling me on my bluff. I curled a bit in on myself, feeling tiny. I hugged my sides again, shutting my eyes tightly. You didn't fall, did you Rose? It taunted. My nails scratched at the sides of my waist and my heart beat faster. I'm...ashamed. "No." I answered in a small voice that mirrored my weakness.
"Rose?" I heard Adrian call.
"Y—Yeah?" I let out, still partly absorbed in my thoughts.
"Helloooooo? You're totally spacing out. You fell in? No? What are you talking about?" He said, waving a hand in front of my face. When I didn't answer, his tone became softer. "Hey. You can talk to me, you know?" He said, tenderly touching my arm. I smiled weakly, tears threatening to fall again. Don't touch me so gently..
"Well, up until just recently, I wasn't too keen on trusting you."
"I've been protecting you all this time haven't I?" He grinned a bit, squeezing my arm. "Whatever it is… To make you cry like that… Whether it just happened or it's an old memory.. You shouldn't hold it in. It'll only get bigger and bigger, until it consumes you."
My nails dug into my sides and my heart thumped faster. "No I... I can't." I'm scared. I don't wanna see his face anymore. Don't make me. I'M SCARED!
"Yes you can Rose. You're strong. And there's no one else around. It's just me and you. What you say won't leave my lips."
"What if it hurts to remember? Like... So much I feel like I could die?" I murmured frantically, looking up at him for some clue on what to do.
"Then I'll hold you until it feels better."
"I'm...ashamed...I'm..scared" I whispered.
"You don't need to be ashamed of the past, it made you who you are now, even if it hurts to this day. And it's okay to be scared, because I'll protect you." He said seriously. And normally, I would've laughed for sure. Huh. I must've been out of it. Because I fell onto him and I started to cry. And I told him everything.
Dimitri POV:
"Dimka I cannot believe you, you were doing so well! Saying those sorts of things to a teacher? Getting suspended for destroying school property? What has gotten into you?!" I heard my mother exclaim from infront of me as we walked to her car. God this sucks. The look on her face when she walked into the office reminded me of when I used to get in trouble back home. And yeah, it hurt to see her like that.
"I know, mama. I just lost my temper is all."
"So early in the school year too! I am so disappointed in you!" She continued to gripe.
"Jeez, I know! I'm sorry, alright! Can we get past it already?!"
"Dimitri Belikov are you catching some sort of attitude with me?" Her tone turned deadly. I sighed and stopped walking, tired of following her. My anger was sapping all of the energy out of me. My fists remained tightly closed. And my adrenaline still pumped hard and fast. I still wanted to hit something. My mother halted to, turning to face me with weary eyes. "I thought we were past this. You've got your father's temper, you know that?" How—she just compared me to that—?
"How could you dare compare me to that man!? Is that really—? Am I that bad?!" I yelled, fists shaking so hard I had to release the energy. I punched a car nearby and hissed in pain, clutching my knuckles to my chest as it began to alarm violently. They were broken for sure. I stared down at the ground, studying the asphalt. Who am I kidding? I'm exactly like him. I just punched a car for Christ sakes. Even my own mother thinks I'm a violent person. It wouldn't be long until Rose knew it too. What if I'd hit her next? I couldn't live with myself. I felt a warm pair of arms wrap around me tightly, and I took in my mother's familiar perfume.
"Oh Dimka, that is not what I meant. I'm sorry if that sounded cruel. Yes you have his temper, but you could never be like him. You are far too kind and loving to lay a hand against a woman. The only way you'd ever raise a hand to your love would be to caress her face gently, and tell her you love her. Please do not misunderstand me. You are nothing like him."
"I'm sorry mama." I murmured. She leaned back and kissed both of my cheeks.
"Я люблю тебя, мой дорогой" She said, smiling softly at me and brushing hair from my eyes. I offered a small smile in return.
"I love you too, mama." She released me and pulled my hand, dragging me toward her car.
"Now let's get out of here before someone sees what you did to their car"
"Wait but what about my car?"
"Oh no. You are so in trouble. Your sister will pick it up and for your whole suspension, you will not drive that car."
"But—!"
"Excuse me?" She asked, letting go of my hand to glare at me over the hood of the her car. She was challenging me to say something else. Huh. Like hell. I liked living.
"Yes mama.." I said sullenly, getting in the care and allowing her to take me back home. Hopefully, she wouldn't take my phone as well, I still have to call Rose.
A/N: Hahaha! Sorry about Rose's cliff hanger! Raven and I are birds of a feather, what can I say? It may seem a little out of character, but Rose acts the way she does sometimes to cover up her dark feelings. Well, it's up to you to wonder what Rose is fretting so darkly over. And sadly, you'll have until July, because the anti-slug serum will take a few weeks to work. So, sorry about that! Anyway, this was a lot of fun, but as expected it took forever and a day to write. I gotta say I'm pretty happy with it. Oh and if you're not Russian and need a translator to tell you what Dimitri's mom said, (like us) I'll save you a trip. She said I love you, my darling. I just thought their scene was really cute and I enjoyed writing it. Well, this is it for me, if you liked my writing, then check my profile out! Thank you so much for having me, this was a blast! See you! –Case