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I Don't Want To Be a Bride
Chapter Ten: Wake Me Up
(RPOV)
It was weird that my life had been almost perfect just a month ago and now every single day was like a living hell.
I cried a lot. Sometimes I didn't know that I do because they just fall down and I never noticed. My friends were getting worried at me and they were afraid that I'd do something reckless. I was always the wild one in the group. It was just so hard to experience the same pain when I lost my mother. I thought I didn't have to go through it again, but yeah, I did.
I didn't shut down myself this time. I thought I had spent enough time mourning. I went on with my daily routine. I ate, I work, I sleep and I did everything that I normally do, but still, nothing felt right. It was like no matter what I do, things wouldn't be back to normal. It was really hard and exhausting.
It had been three days now since Christian told me the news about Dimitri. I didn't go on with my plans that day which effectively ruined my whole schedule that was why I had tons of work to do this week. Another thing, the gym was closed. If I only had enough money for it, I'd be the one to operate it.
I was pretty devastated because of Dimitri's sudden death and I didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure if it was reality or I was still in my dreamland. I cried all night, ignored all my calls same as Lissa and Christian who promised to give me a visit that night. I didn't want anyone to see my fragile side, except from him; from Dimitri because I knew that he was always there to protect me from anything.
Maybe his death was something that I never get used to. It just didn't feel right. Was it weird that I could still feel him? Tell me that I'm insane but I feel like he was just somewhere out there, somewhere far but still existing. Or it was just that I couldn't accept the reality that he was forever gone, that he broke his promise to me that he would never leave me? I hated myself for holding on to it, for believing him because nothing lasts forever.
Today, I went going to Emily's house to show her the options for the invitation of her eighteenth birthday. She loved pink like most of the girls and I'm not one of them, I prefer brown, red, and black. I got her all the pink samples that I could find and she had a handful of choices. She promised me that she would send me the one she had chosen tomorrow so that we could print the copies soon. At the moment, she had estimated three hundred guests.
It was easier for me to get by if I did a lot of things during the day because I'd be too exhausted to think of anything when I get home. As soon as my head hit my pillow I was asleep. Yeah, I was so tired. I also barely had a decent meal because I forgot to eat. It was just that hunger never came to me and if it wasn't necessary for my survival, I wouldn't touch it.
I showered, wore my pajamas, drank milk and headed to bed. I turned off all the lights and I was ready to have another deep dreamless sleep when my phone started blaring. I made it clear to my clients that they could only contact me until nine pm and it was already ten fifteen.
Even though the call pissed me off because I was so damn tired, I still answered it. I had to be nice or I'd lose my costumers. The joys of being an event planner.
"Hello?" I answered lazily.
"Is this Roza Hathaway?" a woman asked in a familiar accent.
The name made me sit up on my bed. Only one person called me that. He barely did though when I asked him to stop because I didn't like the name that much and now I'd give anything just hear him say that name again.
"Yes, but I prefer to be called Rose. May I know who this is?" I said, a bit unsure.
"This is Olena Belikov," she answered.
"Olena? Dimitri's mother?" I said in shock. "Oh my God, it's so nice to finally talk to you."
"Believe me, Dear, I feel the same. It could have been better if I had to talk to you for a different reason and not because of a tragedy. Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm coping though it's hard, how about you?"
"There is no single day that I wished he just didn't leave Montana and I should have stopped him because he could have the trip anytime and there was no rush."
"Sometimes I wish I did that, too. But I was angry at him and I really regretted that day. I shouldn't have been mad at him for finding a woman who could love him. I was so selfish."
"Shh… It's okay, just please don't cry. There had been a lot of tears this past few days and I needed a break. Even just for a few minutes. I'm getting tired of it," she said softly.
"I know how you feel, but I just can't stop it. It hurts so much."
Thankfully, she shifted the topic from Dimitri's death to his childhood. It was the first time that I ever talked to her yet I feel like I've known her forever. I get it now why Dimitri loved her so much. She was a good mother and based on her stories, she had taken care of him with the best of her abilities. I also learned that his body was cremated because it was badly burnt same as Tasha's body which would be sent to her parents' home.
"Can you go to Russia for his funeral? Our family would truly be grateful if you do. You are a very important person to him and my daughters like you a lot."
"Okay, I'll go."
Time for the truth to unravel when she gets to Russia.
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P.S. I feel so bad right now. Lady Gaga and Ian Somerhalder are here in the Phlippines. Allison Harvard is coming soon too. I'm not gonna see even one of them. I don't live in Manila so there are minimal chances that I'd even catch a glimpse of them.