I plopped myself on the couch and rested my hand on my stomach.
"God, that was tiring," Dimitri sat next to me.
"Right. Cause you did all the work," he said sarcastically. I sighed.
"Bossing you around is hard," I said back.
He laughed and his laughter enveloped me, and I laughed with him.
I looked around the house, it was looking better, we'd only been here for two weeks.
"Hungry?" he asked.
"Very," I said. He smiled and reached out to give me a hand.
"I can do it myself, you know," I told him. He rolled his eyes.
"Second nature," he responded. I nodded and grabbed his hand.
The moment my hand made contact with his, a current of electricity passed. When I was standing, I immediately let go of his hand as we stared at each other.
Had, he too, felt the jolt of electricity?
His face suddenly turned cold as he walked into the kitchen. I raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
After what seemed like hours, but was probably only 20 minutes, he set down in front of me a steak and rice.
"We could have died of huger," I said and dug in. I saw him roll his eyes. He sat across from me and just stared at me.
I set my fork down.
"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked.
He shook his head.
We didn't say anything.
"Why are you looking at me eat?" I finally asked.
"Hmm?" was his response.
"You've been watching me eat this whole time," I said.
"Oh," he said.
"I did't realize I was staring. Sorry," he muttered and got up from the chair, he sauntered over the couch and turned the TV on.
I leaned back in my chair, resting my hands on my growing stomach.
I burped, loud and clear.
"Gross," I heard Dimitri whisper. I giggled to myself. I cleaned the dish up.
"I'm going to bed," I announced.
He nodded his head
I went to bed and slept soundly the whole night.
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"Rose get up! C'mon we're going to be late!" I groaned and rolled around in my bed. Pulling the sheets over my head.
"5 more minutes," I murmured.
"You don't have 5 minutes Rose."
"Shut up," I said.
He pulled the sheets off from me, exposing my body.
I shot up from my bed, stumbling a little, he grabbed my arm.
"Steady," he mumbled, grabbing my arm and settling me down, all the while giving electrical jolts. I straightened my self out and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said nodding. He nodded back and left.
"Be ready in 10," I sighed.
At school Lissa asked me, "How was it?"
I yawned.
"Good, I guess. We didn't fight," I answered. She nodded.
"That's good," Vikktoria said. We neared my locker, and I felt something was off. Then I realized what.
Dimitri wasn't with me, I felt a tug at my heart, but ignored it.
Once we got there Lissa spoke.
"Means you have a chance together," I rolled my eyes.
I looked around hoping to find him, maybe something was wrong.
When I did find him, anger rose in me. He was talking to Tasha and it seemed pretty intimate.
The girls followed my eyes and I shut my locker. Looking at them I realized that nothing, not even our kid together, would stop Dimitri from going back to her.
I looked back at Lissa and answered.
"Not a chance."