AHHH. i'm so tired right now. it's the 14th right now in our timezone, and i just want to wish my dad a very happy birthday. :)

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unfortunately, i still can't seem to write the perfect RxD moment without feeling unsatisfied.

usual disclaimer.

CHAPTER TEN

Previously in I Hate You, I Love you…

DPOV

She arrived looking… for lack of better words, very badass. She was wearing a loose white V-neck shirt tucked in camouflage designed cargo pants and combat boots, complete with a black cop hat and Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses. Her hair hung in loose waves, and I almost screamed things that would get me in trouble when I saw her.

Does this mean that Rose is back for good?

All eyes were on her (or in the guys' case, her ass) and I growled. She started flirting with Jesse, and all other men when her eyes met mine. She smiled mischievously, also quite seductively as she out one hand on her waist and the other was beckoning me to come closer to her. I felt myself get a little uncomfortable as the southern region of my pants begin to tighten.

Trying to look comfortable, I walked me way towards her excruciatingly slowly so she met me halfway, her hips swinging more than necessarily. When we stood face-to-face, she flashed me her man-eater smile and oh God, I swear my pants just seemed to get a little more tighter. "Hello, Roza."

My voice was huskier than I expected it to, my Russian accent coming out as thick as an encyclopedia.

She seemed to happy about the way my voice sounded because she suddenly pulled me to her, our lips barely brushing. "Hello Comrade."

She then released my duster (which she was grabbing earlier) only to snake her right arm around my neck and pulled me closer to her, our lips melting in each other.

I can feel electricity flow from the kiss to other parts of my body, the most important part in particular. She licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I quickly obliged to since it was so long since I touched her as in really touch her. I felt her moan into the kiss as our tongues battle for dominance to which I won. Suddenly my hands were encircling her waist to which she was grinding herself to me and I groaned.

She pulled back in need of oxygen, grinding herself more as I can feel my cock pulsate and throb. She smirked like a vixen, this time sliding her free arm down my chest to the front of my pants, rubbing it gently. I suppressed a moan, but this encouraged her to stroke it with more urgency and speed.

I crashed my lips to hers as she placed her hand inside my jeans, not caring about the world since we were hidden away in a place where nobody can find us, and I felt myself coming closer and closer as she just move her hands up and down in a crazed manner.

Then I woke up.

And the sheets were wet.

Hell, my boxers were wet.

And a "small" part of my body was rock hard.

As expected, I came to class late that day. I ran the water cold for thirty minutes before my full salute finally subsided, my sisters knocking on the bathroom door in thought that I drowned in the shower. It usually takes me just ten minutes to get ready, so this pretty much scared them as hell.

Adrian, since he is always late, rode with me to school today. I chose not to speak with him, since he probably already heard what happened, considering his house in only ten meters away from mine in the same compound.

He was trying his best not to laugh in my face, keyword trying. As soon as I stepped in the car, he had a fit, then I seriously contemplated on skipping school today to take my beloved cousin to a mental institution.

"So cousin, I heard you changed your sheets today." Adrian tried to make small chatter during lunch.

Lissa and the others exchanged confused looks before glancing at Adrian and I. I was glad they did not get it since I very much prefer it to stay as an inside family joke.

Rose, unfortunately, caught on immediately as I saw a bit of mischief glint in her eyes. "Ohh, who's the unlucky girl, Belikov?" she then looked at Adrian. "Tell me, Ivashkov. You must've heard him call out to her in his sleep, right?"

"No, however, Karolina heard him and even had it on video and audio."

"So what's her name?"

"Not gonna tell you." He poked his tongue at her.

"Can you resist this face?" she pouted.

He pretended to think for a moment and answered her question. "Only if you go out with me on a date."

"Ugh. Nevermind." She chucked some of her fries at him.

A few moments of awkward silence fell when she asked him something I wished she avoided the most.

"Did he…" she trailed off

"Yes."

"Eww!" she stopped drinking her milkshake, which I was mentally substituting for something very much inappropriate and gave it to Eddie. "Here, you can have it. I don't want it anymore."

Eddie took it no questions answered, but seemed curious as to why she would give up food. My eyes almost widened in horror as I realized what she was about to do next.

She took a bite from her cream—that's right, CREAM—filled donut and moaned out loud as if she had an orgasm. Lissa smacked her head at the action, but she merely shrugged, stating that it was "delicious" and continued on biting it and sucking the filling out. I looked at her the whole time, my jaw agape. When she finally finished eating, she licked off the excess cream that was on her fingers slowly, then flicked the tip of her tongue all around her lips while looking into my eyes the whole time.

A cold shower would be best right now.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

Revenge is sweet.

Therefore, revenge is ice cream.

That's why I have here a gift for Rose, for the little trouble she gave me the other day.

I needed one full hour just to calm myself down and I was glad the teachers didn't question further when I said I felt sick and I wanted to go home.

Rose, however was smirking in her seat as she watched me go out of the room, her eyes saying "good luck with the little sickness you've caught from me."

Pissing off Rose was like playing with a time bomb. Pissing off a PMS-ing Rose is like stepping on a landmine.

Which is why it is so much fun, and I don't care about the consequences set in for me later.

I left my gift for her in her locker, where everyone else can see it. She must have already opened it since she was storming off my direction, holding a can of frozen ice cream and a big box of tampons.

She was fuming, to say the least, her eyes in little lines as she shouted to me from across the hall, "FUCK YOU DIMITRI BELIKOV!"

I ran off as fast as I can, but I know she will catch up to me in a matter of seconds.

As I predicted, she was already pinning me down and was beating the living daylights out of me, cursing in every language she knows.

Mikhail pulled her away from me, while Sonya was taking me to her office to get my wounds checked.

I laughed to myself all the way, because then I really learned the true meaning of sweet revenge.

And everybody else in the school learned that day to not piss off a pissed off Rose Hathaway on her period.

it actually felt weird for me to write those things. i don't know how i managed to do it. xD

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