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Chapter 10

"When did she wake up?" Janine – I mean my mom asked. Well, demand would be a more appropriate word to use.

Abe just shrugged innocently and smiled at mom. For a fraction of a second, I saw mom's eyes show emotions. It literally took my breath away because of that moonstruck and heartfelt stare her eyes showed even for just a mili-second. Then as fast as it had appeared, it was gone – her face was cold and expressionless again.

"She's been awake for only about ten minutes, guardian Hathaway." Lissa said and mom sighed in relief.

"Thank you, Princess Vasilisa." Mom thanked Lissa.

"It's Lissa," mumbled my best friend.

My mom turned to her scintillating glare at me but as soon as her gaze held mine, her eyes softened and slowly came near me.

"Rosemarie, do you remember anything before?" she asked cautiously.

"Meleği, the doctor said not –"

"Don't meleği-meleği me, Ibrahim. She is my daughter and I need to know what had happened to her." Her heavily accented voice just got a lot worse. I saw Abe open his mouth as if to say something.

"Wait, wait, wait…" I waved both my hands in utter confusion. I scrutinized my mother and Abe's faces to see if the answer were only on their faces but they were pretty good at keeping straight faces. "Who the hell is Ibrahim?" I asked and raised a brow like Dimitri always did. I looked at the redhead beside me. "Mom?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

Mom and Abe exchanged uneasy glances.

"Later." They said in total unison.

"Kiz, we're going to talk to the doctor, okay?" Abe told me and I nodded and made a shoo-ing motion to my mother and Abe.

"Run along then." I faked an English accent and it didn't really sound half that bad as I had expected. This day was sooo full of surprises.

"So…" I filled in the awkward silence. "How are you guys doing?"

"Save that for yourself. How are you, Rose?" Stas asked, smiling brilliantly. When Stas talks, Dimitri doesn't. I felt like Dimitri and I were mentally connected because it was like every time our eyes hold, it was like he was projecting his thoughts and his feelings to me. As if we had only sent ourselves telepathic messages like Lissa and I do. This only made the saying – or song – "you say it best when you say nothing at all" be justified according to Rose Hathaway services – I was never the one t listen to those oldies songs. They just make me sick to hell.

Now, Dimitri was "telepathically" sending me the message that he really was worried about me and that he wanted to know if I was really okay.

I answered him with a smile – silently sending my reassurance. Out loud, I said, "I am super!" I raised my left hand and shouted and a not-so fake enthusiasm. My right hand was stuck with Mr. Needle so I wouldn't risk moving it, wanting to die if I have to see how Stas will react. The respirator and the heart monitor were gone now – thank God for small mercies.

"You don't know how good it is to hear that." Stas said and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug and I patted his back and released me, smiling like a Cheshire cat. I peeked at Dimitri and I could hear the wheels on his head spinning – he was not pleased by Stas' cocky attitude. The green-eyed monster called jealousy.

An hour passed just talking about Stas. Lissa was understandably quiet and Dimitri was bored but when he looked at me, he just smiles and winks – sometimes looking a little guilty when I catch him staring at me. It was Monday night (Moroi time) and Lissa stayed with me until it was curfew and so did Dimitri. I could see Dimitri's determination to ditch curfew and school to stay with me but hell to the no I would let him risk his grades just for me but I was indeed more than flattered by his sentient for me. Before going out, Dimitri kissed my forehead and had sent me his regards to me by only his eyes. God, what was I going to do with him?

When they were out, leaving me alone with Stas, I groaned in utter boredom. "What am I going to f***ing do?" I groaned again and writhed on the very uncomfortable hospital bed. Okay, writhing on a side-barred hospital/infirmary bed was a very bad idea because when my knee hit a bar, it just all but screamed "PAIN!"

My words were amusing, though. "Son of a bitch!" I screamed and raised the thin hospital blanket that covered half my body; I saw the ugliest dark purple bruise on my knee. "Shit…" the profanity trailed off out of my tongue.

"Rose?" Stas hurried to me and patted me frantically. "Are you okay? What can I do? Do you –" then he caught sight of the big, ugly bruise on my shin, he stiffened. He muttered something in Russian and touched the ginormic, Igor-looking bruise, muttered something again and punched the side-bar of the bed, making a dent and impressing me despite the pain.

"I'll go get you an ice bag." Stas said and kissed my forehead before walking off. I sighed in both pain and boredom; I was alone and miserably ennui-ed. Without anyone in the room, I just sat up at the bed. Seconds of cocking my head from side to side, I heard paper rustling and I automatically looked around the room for its source and saw a paper falling unto my cot. I sat there, staring at it like I was in a waylay.

Read it, Rose, Pat urged me. She really knew how to push my buttons so I grabbed a paper savagely. It read:

I hope you're alright.

Miss you so much.

xD

My heart pounded so hard in my chest it hurt. The compressed dread in me evolved into a full-blown panic and fear. xD – it was him. I crumpled the paper and hid it under the sheets where nobody could see it. My composure was killing me or maybe it was forcing me to kill somebody. No, maybe it was from Dimitri. It can't be him, it can't be him, it's completely impossible. I thought he was dead.

Blood rushed out of my face and my hands didn't function on my own; they were balled into tight fists. I needed something to calm me down. A tranquilizer or something – oh, damn, just knock me down unconscious; I couldn't let many people see me when my temper's at its maximum – it could be fatal.

Just then Dr. Olendzki, mom, Stas, and Abe and The Goons made their way inside. Dr. Olendzki was unusually quiet and troubled. When all of them saw my face they all stopped on their tracks.

"I need a tranquilizer, please." My voice shook with so much restrain. Dr. Olendzki nodded and went to get the – I hope – tranquilizer.

"Rose," Stas started.

"What?!" I spat at him, glaring.

He raised his hands, he had an ice bag. "Don't do anything that could hurt anybody, okay?"

I shook my head. "I can't guarantee that." That was the truth.

He pursed his lips and slowly approached me like I was some wild lion. Yes, he had every right to be cautious with me now. I was dangerous, hell; I was everything but safe and friendly. "I'm just gonna put this on your bruise, okay?" I nodded one sharp movement and the cold of the ice made my already hot temper to spike up to overload and "lion's out, matey!" My fist moved on its own to Stas face and thank God for his ninja skills, he blocked my incoming fist. Mom, too, made her move when my foot moved to hit Stas' groin.

Emotions were playing with me, I just realized. There was rage, fear, guilt, hate…everything negative.

You'll see. I'll come back. And I will get her, it was a voice that I had loved so much at the past and thought that I would never hear it ever again. But now, it was mingled with hostility instead of his serenity.

No, please don't do it! Lissa? Shit, this was Lissa's head. She – or me – heard an evil laugh and the feeling of fear roared to Lissa's limit. It was affecting me, too. I started to kick everybody out of the way back at the infirmary.

You will never take her away from me! After all you did! Lissa screamed in pure anger and her hostility just made my actions here in the infirmary worse.

Try me, and with another laugh, his voice dispersed with a chilling echo. My vision was hazy and I was seeing black spots again in my vision. Everybody was in slow motion again; I heard voices but my hearing was like they were covered in glass.

"Lissa! Go to Lissa!" I heard myself shrieking at them and I was thrashing and twisting my body everywhere and I caught a chancy sight of my right wrist bleeding and its needle was out. "Lissa is in danger!" my voice said without my permission. Mom was looking stricken and worried as she blocked my absent blows and Stas was telling me to stop and that it was okay.

"Pavel, get the Princess and warn the other guardians." ordered Abe. Dr. Olendzki was there, too, holding a syringe. I tried to stop my body from thrashing but it wouldn't be ordered.

"Please hold her down for me," Dr. Olendzki said and everybody, including Abe and his other guardian held each of my limbs down. As soon as they made contact with my skin, my body flailed more and more and I heard snarling. It was horrible, I was the one snarling. Shocked at how I reacted, I just watched Dr. Olendzki, wasting no time at all, lifted the ugly hospital gown and injected the syringe just above my waist and I let out loud streams of obscenities without my conscious consent. It was like somebody else was controlling my body, hurting everybody who came near me. When Dr. Olendzki backed away from me, I started to calm down orally. My mouth was closed but I was still struggling against the people restraining me when the door burst open and my very tall, dark, and handsome knight and shining armor came in.

He ran directly to the head of the bed and held my sweaty face. He looked at me directly in the eye and soothed me with his words with the sweetest sadness in them "Ssshhh… Roza, calm down." His voice was strained and his eyes were bright with unshed tears. I stopped struggling against my "white-jackets". Dimitri sat on the cot just beside me and hel my face in both of his hands like it was the most precious thing in the world. "Roza," he pled with his eyes. "Stop this." there was agony in his voice and he seemed to age right in front of me.

And then a miracle happened – I snapped back to my own body and I was scared. So scared I didn't know what I would do.

"Dimitri," I whimpered and hot, fresh tears slid down my face abundantly and he took me into his arms. I didn't care what everybody would think about out embrace – I didn't give a damn.

Dimitri just held me – stroking my messy hair and whispering soothing messages in Russian. His voice and his accent always calm me down, I don't know why. I didn't hear anyone move but when I looked up to peek at what they're reaction was, we were alone. I buried my face on Dimitri's chest and smelled in his sweet, calming aftershave. Still, I was so, so scared. But I was not scared for myself now, I was scared for Dimitri. He is out to get me and now, nobody could ever stop him for a reason I just seem to know. ('He' or 'him' is not Dimitri but someone else if you're confused) Dimitri's connection to me just made it a lot worse – I couldn't bring Dimitri into this mess. Hell, this was more than just a mess, this was war with him.

Let him go, Rose, Pat whispered dreamily. (BTW, Pat is her conscience or the voice inside her head) You don't want to bring him into this mess, do you? Pat taunted. No, absolutely not.

Reluctantly, I disentangled myself from Dimitri but he didn't let go. He was the one clinging now.

"No, Roza, don't," he said with a strained voice.

"Let me in!" I recognized Lissa's voice. "Rose! I need to protect Rose!" Lissa roared and I jumped out of the bed and away from Dimitri to the door. They had Lissa restrained and she looked like a crazy woman – her eyes were, yes, savage and mad and her hair just made it worse.

"Rose, step back. She's not well." Mom warned.

"Nothing's wrong with me," Lissa snarled and bared her fangs at my stoic mother. Lissa bore her eyes into mine and screamed. "Rose, he's coming! I have to protect you from him!" Dimitri was there with me, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I knew who he was. I just didn't like to admit that I knew and had received silent loving threat(s). "Who is coming?" I asked, reaching out for her hand even though she couldn't take it.

She tried to wiggle out of Pavel and Stas' grasp. "He tried to kill you once, Rose. Remember?" she said and sent me images of the car crash where her family had died. Well, I had died back there, too, but Lissa brought me back to life which brought me as a vacuum to spirit's negative effects to Lissa.

He killed my family, too, Rose. He showed me in my dream how he did it. Lissa said through the bond.

And I fucking passed out.

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