Chapter 8: The Truth Prevails
Rose POV:
It was dark, but I thought that was just because I couldn't lift my eyelids, on the other hand I could hear everything that was said around me. The soft breaths that moved through their mouths, the gentle touch on my face and then I could breathe again.
Jerking slightly I drew a breath into my body, my eyes fluttered and I saw Christian's and Vika's surprised faces for a moment before they shut again and I fell back, falling into a deep sleep.
The next time I awoke, I let myself study my surroundings before showing that I was awake. First I concentrated on my hearing, I could hear one person taking soft, slow breaths and softly snoring, so they're asleep.
Next was touch, I could feel the softness of the sheets beneath me, the gentle weight of the sheet over me, the cool breeze that floated over my face from the air conditioning. But what gained my attention the most was the hand grasping mine in a soft yet firm grip, almost as if they didn't want to let go of me even while they were asleep.
Taking a breath through my nose, I utilised my sense of smell coming across a wonderfully, delicious totally male scent, that sent my blood racing and my body to heat slightly, I couldn't wait any more.
Opening my eyes I turned my head to see Christian slumped over in his chair, his head resting on the side of my bed, his hand locked around mine. I couldn't help but smile at him, he looked so innocent in his sleep, I caught myself smiling as I imagined his cheeky grin, the one that leads to mischief and laughter.
I had to tell him, there was no stopping it now, I had fallen in love with my ex-best friend's ex-boyfriend, my only friend AND my charge on top of that. But I had no choice, I couldn't keep hiding the truth from him and I knew that I had to tell Carla who her dad was, I couldn't keep it to myself any more. If this had taught me any thing is that I can't keep my secrets from everyone, or no one will know anything if I had died today, or yesterday, when ever it was.
Sitting up, I reached my hand out and began to stroke his hair, it was soft and silky under my fingers, even though he had to have been by my side since the fight, I couldn't stop looking at his eyes as he began to stir, I felt the moment he woke up and then watched as he opened his astonishing blue eyes, and looked up at me.
He seemed stunned that I was awake and I gave him a soft smile, "You got a bit of drool just there." I said softly.
He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, "That doesn't matter. What matters is that you knew this was going to happen and you didn't tell me." he never raised his voice, it was just the same, concerned but resigned, "We were all so worried about you, Carla started crying when Vika got you into the car, so much so that she didn't stop until we got on the plane."
"It wasn't my choice, I was told by Yeva, that if they got their hands on her I would never see her again, I couldn't risk it, Chris. She's my life, my everything, if she was gone, I don't know what I'd do, I can't lose her, ever." I took a breath, being careful not to open my mouth too far, I had felt something in my mouth that I knew he hadn't seen yet, I knew what they were the same as I knew my dad was going to freak out at me when we landed, "She's my baby."
Christian's eyes softened, "I know, Rose. I just wish you had have told me, I could've helped you protect her, I would've done anything I could to protect her and you, you both are everything to me. I don't ever want to think that I'd lost you again, Rose. I mean, you did technically die but you came back to life but I was still scared. I just, it was, I was really scared that I'd lost you for good this time." he seemed like he was hiding something that he wished I knew, and it was frustrating him that I didn't.
My eyes locked with his, "Why are you saying these things, Chris?" I asked.
He spun away from me and paced the length of the room before coming back to me, standing right in front of me he grabbed my face with his hands and looked into my eyes, as if trying to see what I would do. His lips crushed mine and I was lost in the heat of his skin, his soft hands holding my face to his and I couldn't take it any more, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him onto me on the bed.
He gasped as we broke apart for air and looked back into my eyes. I didn't know what he saw in my eyes, but I could see his eyes shinning, like there was a flame behind them, dancing with joy at my reaction.
"For God's sake, Rose. I love you." he finally said.
"I love you too." I whispered softly, my hands moving around his neck to pull him back down so I could hold him against me, I just wanted to be held by him, nothing more just yet, but soon I would have him, as soon as we were back at the Belikovs' house.
He moved so he was laying beside me and pulled me onto his chest, his heartbeat right underneath my ear and my leg sitting over his. "I missed being able to hold you like this, after I left, I realised it was the most stupidest thing I had ever done in my life and I should never have even thought about it, let alone done it."
"That's the past, let's leave it there." I said snuggling closer to him. "I just wanna focus on the now, and where the future will take us."
"I have one question about the past," he said. "You don't have to answer it."
I froze, I knew exactly what he was going to ask and I wanted to tell him so badly that it hurt but I wasn't sure how he'd take it. "What is it?" I finally asked.
"Is Dimitri Carla's dad?" he asked and I could hear the pain in his voice, it travelled through his body, "Or is Adrian? Whoever it is had better step up and help you."
My breath caught in my throat, "Neither." I whispered. "Her dad is a great man and I would willingly give my life to protect his because it was either me or him, if only so he could watch over her as she grew."
He moved and I climbed off his chest, he turned so I couldn't see his face and had his back to me, sitting on the side of the bed. "Who?" it was a broken plea for me to stop his pain and tell him the truth, tell him that it didn't matter about who her real dad was, but that I wanted him to be her dad.
"You are her dad, Chris." I said softly, putting my hand on his back.
It was his turn to freeze, but he still spun around to face me, "Did you just say that I'm her dad? Like no one else is? Just me?"
I nodded slowly, "Yeah, I did and she is only yours. She has your eyes and unruly hair. She even has your sense of mischief."
"Carla's my daughter?" his was shocked and surprised at the same time. "I have a daughter?"
"Why do you think I made you spend so much time with her, I wanted you both to love each other so that way if something did happen to me and I hadn't told you, then you and her would get along even after I was gone." I said, my voice filling with the emotions that I couldn't express out loud. "It's in my will that she is to be placed in your care if I'm unable to look after her or I pass away."
He cupped my face in his hands, he was still shocked, but I could see it wearing off and I was wary of him becoming angry at me, "I'm Carla's dad." he whispered and then grinned, "I'm her dad, I have a daughter! I can't... this is incredible... I'm a dad, I have a daughter with the woman I love and I didn't even know."
I smiled softly, "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before, I didn't want you to hate me for not telling you and I didn't want her to feel like I did, growing up thinking that her dad didn't care about her because he didn't want to spend time with her."
"I would never get angry at you, I would've been over the moon, I wanted kids for a while now, but only with you, I wanted to see you glowing from being pregnant with our child. I wanted to see our child growing inside you." his smile was soft and wistful, yet sad as well. "I wasn't there for Carla, so I didn't get to see."
I looked at his warm, ice blue eyes, "Maybe, we can have another baby, once we get settled down into our own home?"
His eyes lit up like fireworks on New Years Eve, "Really? You want to have another baby? With me, like I'd be there the whole time?"
"Yes, yes and I wouldn't have one with anyone else. I'm not someone who sleeps around, and while I hadn't thought about being in a proper relationship with you, I wasn't with anyone else after Dimitri or after we were together, oh wait I had that one time alone with Adrian and he tried to press the issue, so I sent him on his way."
"He did what? And you didn't tell me before?" he was upset to say the least.
"This is why I didn't tell you, I knew you'd go off the deep end at him if you saw him, I just wanted to keep the peace." I sighed and turned away from him.
"I'm sorry but after what you told me about he did with Lissa I wanted to hit him, this just makes me want to bash him more. I can't believe you didn't tell me." his was pacing across the room, his anger filling the room, "How far did he get before you sent him away?"
My anger sparked, how dare he assume that I would let him do anything to me! I was so close to jumping across the room and hitting him when it happened. Colour exploded in my sight and I looked at Chris, dancing around him were so many colours it was hard to tell what they all were but the most dominant were the colours green, blue and red.
"Chris?" I whispered trying to hide the quiver in my voice, but even I could hear the fear in it and the trembling of my hands.
He turned to me and I saw that the red and green faded, but in their place a soft yellow swirled quickly through the air, "What is it, Rose?" he asked and I could feel his worry throughout the room.
"I can see colours floating around you, they keep changing with your mood, what's wrong with me?" I wanted to burst into tears and throw a tantrum, but I didn't do it, something about this felt so familiar, but at the same time I knew I wasn't me who normally had this thing.
"Explain it to me, Rose and I'll try and help you." he said, coming over to the bed and sitting back down beside me, "Tell me how you know it's connected to my moods, and what colours there are."
"Ok so, you were angry and there was red and you were jealous and there was a lot of green around you, but there was blue around you, and there still is. But now the red and green are gone and there's this pale yellow colour and I know from the look on your face that you're worried about me." I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "I feel like I know what's happening, but I can't remember were I've seen it before. Tell me, Chris, why are you sad?"
"Sad? I'm sad because I feel like by bringing you away from court, I've taken you away from all your friends and that you wont want to go back, unless I do." He cupped my face, "I wasn't angry at you, I was angry at Adrian for doing what he did to you, as for jealous, I wish that I could've been the person you turned to after Dimitri, but on the other hand I'm glad that I wasn't your rebound guy. 'Cause then you wouldn't love me like you do now."
"So I can see your emotions? How does that...?" my own words came back to mind;
"So, Adrian, how does this whole aura thing work?" I asked.
"I see swirling colours around people, different colours are different emotions. Some colours have several different meanings, such as yellow, light yellow colours can mean fear, normal yellow can mean courage and dark yellow; happiness. Light purple means deceit. It all depends on the face or situation that the person shows or finds themselves in." he replied, "Does that answer your question?"
"Yeah, but what about the other colours?"
"Try and guess. We'll start with, blue."
"Sadness?"
"Yes, but it could also be depression, try green."
"Jealousy, envy?"
"Yep to both, but also a light or pale green means something different again. What about red?"
"Anger, passion. A deep love?"
"See? You know what your going on about, you don't need me to write out a list, just go with your instincts and you'll find out what ever you want to know. But if someone ever shows the colour magenta then avoid them if they are looking at you, because they mean you harm." he grinned at me, "Have fun looking through Lissa's eyes."
I collapsed back onto the bed, "I'm a spirit user." I whispered.
Christian's eyes widened, "How?" he asked.
"The colours, its your aura. How stupid of me, I've been bonded to Lissa so long that I haven't been thinking for myself. She's a spirit user and still I didn't see the signs, my anger when you were angry was blown completely out of proportion and then I wanted to burst into tears before." I sighed, "This is going to be very tricky."
He lay on the bed next to me and took a hold of my hand, his lips moved over my knuckles and he pressed small kisses across my hand and wrist. I felt his determination to make me feel better and tried not to sigh out loud.
"Are you ok, Rose? You seem a little distant now." he asked I could still see the worry reflected in his aura, "Do you want me to leave you alone?"
"No, Chris, don't leave. I just need a bit of time to take this in, I have to stop the colours from dancing in my vision and I feel so damn tired." I said, something in me was changing and I couldn't think properly, it was almost like I was hungry but thirsty at the same time, like a dry burn in the back of my throat. "And now it feels like I'm hungry but thirsty and there's this feeling in the back of my throat and I just can't concentrate."
"I think that I might know what's going on, have you felt different since you woke up? Or is it just now?"
"I've been feeling different since I woke up but this has only just started, but then I think I know what has been happening to me, and why I can use my magic now, my dad said it when he called ages ago, how there was this device under my skin that stopped my magic, but if I die after it fell out then I would need to drink blood like a normal moroi."
"So you need to feed then, that burning hunger/thirst feeling is the same feeling I get when I haven't fed for a while, so I'd say that you do." he glanced at me, "So, who can you feed off on the plane?"
I looked into his ice blue eyes and realised he was being serious, "No one Chris, I didn't even think that this would happen, I mean while we were in Russia I was gonna talk to Sonja about trying to find out where the device was, but that was it, once I found it I was going to have it removed. But until then, just knowing where it was was good enough for me."
"So, no one?" he asked.
"Yeah, no one. Didn't Becca and Lee have a feeder?"
"Not at their house, they used to visit someone outside of town and do it there." he sighed, "You're gonna get really cranky aren't you?"
"I don't know, but I feel really weak. How long until we land?" I asked. "If it's not too long I should be fine and not try to rip anyone's throats out."
He chuckled, "I don't think it would come to that. I mean I've seen you go days without a doughnut and still been fine, so just think of it as training not to eat heaps."
"So you're saying that I eat heaps?" I asked, my eyebrows raised in surprise, "Is that your subtle way of telling me I'm fat?"
He spluttered for a moment before regaining his composure, "No, what I'm saying is that as a moroi you wont be able to fit as much food in your tummy as you used to."
"So now you're saying I eat a lot?" This is fun, playing with him.
"No, but you, I just argh!" he was flabbergasted, "What do you want me to say?"
Bursting out laughing and putting my hand over my mouth, I couldn't help but shake my head at the shock on his face. I was laughing so hard, but I still kept my mouth covered or closed slightly.
He shook his head, "Really Rose?" he asked.
Between fits of giggles I asked, "What did you think, that everything was gonna turn into the prefect, love only relationship? Nope I love bickering with you and messing around too."
He grinned at me, "Good, 'cause I love tormenting you too. It's a lot of fun."
I burst out laughing again as I shoved him off the edge of the bed and his face showed shock and mischief, but I forgot about his talent and soon I was surrounded by flames as he laughed.
Giggling, I leaned through the flames, "I know they're fake, I can't feel any heat off them." I giggled again, "Come kiss me, you hothead."
He ginned and jumped up off the floor, making the flames disappear and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before he remembered that it was a bad place to sit near me, so he pushed me down on the bed and moved so he was hovering over me, his toned chest pressed against mine.
Distantly, I realised, I was pinned by his long fingers wrapped around my wrists and his body on mine. I glanced up through my eyelashes and looked into his eyes, to see them smouldering with barely contained heat. "So are you gonna kiss me or am I waiting for nothing?" I whispered softly.
The heat in his eyes got darker, "I'm gonna kiss you and you're gonna forget everything, including your own name." his voice was a caress of the darkest kind of lust and my body responded, all my muscles contracted and I wanted to drown in his voice, his eyes, hell, I just wanted to down in him.
"Well, I'm still waiting." I whispered back.
He pressed his lips to mine softly and the heat exploded again. I had to force myself not to rush this, though all I wanted was to feel his skin again, like I had only once before, our bodies locked together in a passionate embrace.
His tongue flicked across my lips and I gave him entrance, not remembering that I was hiding something in my mouth. But I hadn't needed to worry because soon enough he broke from the kiss and was making his way down my neck, finding the soft sensitive spot in the side of my neck.
He lifted his head and I found that he had slipped between my legs. Feeling his erection on my core, I gasped, my entire mouth open and flashed my fangs at him.
He froze for a moment before leaning back down and kissing me again, his tongue exploring my mouth and stroking my fangs.
My body was trembling and on fire, and I found myself slipping, where to I didn't know, but it was amazing, the colours were so bright and I could see that they were full of love and passion and happiness and I sighed.
Looking up into Christian's face I saw that he was astonished by what had happened and was glad that he'd been able to see it too. "What was that?" he asked, his voice filled with awe and surprise.
"I don't know but I know that it was my magic that showed us, though I don't know if you were meant to see that or if it was a different part of my magic." I smiled, "It sure was beautiful though. I could've stared at it for ever."
"Yeah, it was beautiful. Do you think it was our emotions? Like you could see them because they were so strong they were every where and then you showed me so I could see how we were together?" he was full of questions, "Do you think it will happen every time we kiss or do 'stuff' together."
Thinking about it I said, "Yeah it looked almost exactly like your emotions from before but there were a few others, like I could see a bright white and a soft green. The white meaning contentment and the green, I don't know. I'd have to ask a spirit user. But around it all was a red-gold colour that looked as though the 2 didn't really go together, they just were together, for us." I sighed, "I just wish I knew for sure."
"Well, we'll just have to talk to Becca, and not the bitch and the cheater." he laughed, "I wish I could see the looks on their faces when they find out you're a spirit user."
Laughing with him I was struck by the sudden feeling of being alone, "Do you feel that or is it just me?"
"Feel what?" he looked into my eyes, but I was gone into my own head, searching for something but I didn't find it.
"You said I died, didn't you?" I whispered.
"Yeah, we were doing CPR for a while before you came back." he replied, "Why, what's wrong?"
"Lissa." I whispered. "The bond's gone. I can't feel her any more and I know that she thinks I'm dead."
"Yeah. But is that a good thing, or a bad thing?" he asked.
"I don't know, it might be good, it might be bad. She might tell the Queen that I'm dead and then they may think that you're dead also." I sighed, "So many things could happen because I died then came back, again."
"So what does that mean for us? Do we have to go back?"
"Nope, so long as my dad knows we're alive then it doesn't matter to me that no one else does, but you may want to tell your aunt so we avoid the accusations when she does find out that we are." I grinned at him, "We could use this to our advantage, and just drop off the planet so long as the important people know that we're still here."
He laughed and said, "I love the way your mind works."
We both laughed until the door opened and I remembered that I was underneath Christian and I couldn't see who it was in the doorway.
"I see you woke up again, Roza." Vika's voice came from the other side of Christian and he rolled to one side, revealing her to me.
"Yeah, I woke up."
"So does this mean that you and Chris have finally told each other about your love?"
Blushing I said, "Um. Well, yeah we did. How did you know?"
She laughed, "How could I not! It was written all over your face in the car and then when you were, shall we just say, having an out of body experience, or OBE as it
shall now be known as, Christian was kinda very vocal about how if you died he didn't want to live and blah blah blah. So I just put that together and it made love."
I could feel that my eyes were wide as dinner plates and I couldn't stop the blush that had taken over my whole face, "Vika, пожалуйста, ничего не говорите об этом."
"What was that?" Christian asked. "I don't speak other languages very well."
Vika gave him her most evil smirk, then turned back to me "Я заметил, что вы не хотите, чтобы я сказал много вещей, так что же мне делать?"
"Ну, если вы считаете меня семья, вы не будете ничего говорить. И я позволю вам переехать к нам, в качестве второго опекуна, только если будет хорошо и ваша мама говорит, хорошо ".
I replied. "Так что вы хотите получить эту работу, или я дам ему кто-то старше, как, Denis?"
She squealed, "Me! I want it!" and all I could do was laugh at her.
"Any way, we're about to land." she said. Oh shit. Was all I could think of.
Translations:
"Vika, please don't say anything about that." =
"Vika, пожалуйста, ничего не говорите об этом."
"I noticed that you don't want me to say a lot of things, so what am I to do?" =
"Я заметил, что вы не хотите, чтобы я сказал много вещей, так что же мне делать?"
"Well if you consider me family you wont say anything. And I will let you move in with us, as second Guardian only if you be good and your mum says ok." =
"Ну, если вы считаете меня семья, вы не будете ничего говорить. И я позволю вам переехать к нам, в качестве второго опекуна, только если будет хорошо и ваша мама говорит, хорошо ".
"So do you want the job, or am I gonna give it to someone older like, Denis?" =
"Так что вы хотите получить эту работу, или я дам ему кто-то старше, как, Denis?"
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