Friday, October 12, 247

Morning

Early morning after waking up, I was going to leave Rosto to go find Nico and complain to him more. Only, when I moved out from under Rosto's arm, he woke up. "Mmm, Beka. Don't go please." Rosto never begged and he woke up pretty fast (comes with being the Rogue) so he was completely serious.

"I have to go find Nico and smack the little rat around." I was about to step out of bed when he lunged for me and pulled me back. He buried his face into the crook of my neck. He kissed me and I laughed, "Rosto! Stop!" He began tickling my sides and caressing me lightly. My leg lifted up to wrap around his waist and I pushed off with my elbows. I found myself on top of him now. He raised an eyebrow at me. I smirked, "I have to go."

"Doesn't seem like you want to." He whispered. I ran a hand through my loose hair free of the spikes. Rosto's hands were at my hips just under the hem of my shirt. "Stay Beka, the drunk Dog can wait. He's probably sleeping his hangover."

"Well, I'll smack him awake." I replied. Rosto adjusted himself so that he was sitting up and I was in his lap. He kissed at the v-neck of my shirt and I blushed. "Rosto," I hissed. "I have to get my revenge." Nico speaking like he did in front of the entire Rogue. Ugh, he had another thing coming.

Rosto kept kissing my chest but eventually, I used my hand to move him back up towards my lips. His hands traveled up the hem of my shirt to feel my bare back. He moaned against while he pressed his lips against mine. I pulled back for a moment and gave him a smile, "I have to go."

"Promise you'll come back?" he raised his eyebrows. "I'll be waiting if you do." He gave me a smile and I kissed him as my answer. "And we better continue right where we left off." I kissed him even more. When I pulled back he smiled, "I like where this is leading too." I wouldn't admit out loud that I liked where it was leading too.

I stepped off of the bed finally and began to change into my clothes. I kept on my undergarments but I could tell Rosto was enjoying it. When I began braiding my spike into my hair I heard Rosto stand up. Suddenly, his hands were pulling the spike. "You aren't going anywhere dangerous. You're visiting a drunk Dog. I want you ready as soon as you come back." He kissed the curve of my neck. "I love you Beka Cooper."

"I love you too Rosto."

Sunday, October 14, 247

At home, night

I never made it home to Rosto…going to visit Nico was a big mistake. I had made it to his home and began pounding on his door. "Nico! Open the door!" I heard a groan as the door was fumbled with until being pulled open. Nico stared up at me in surprise.

"Beka? What are you doing here?" I didn't give him a chance to respond. Instead, I smacked him across the face. He stumbled backwards and I stepped into his house. He held his face, "What was that for?"

"How dare you insult me? How dare you insult Rosto?" I punched him in the arm as hard as I could. Nico rubbed his arms and stared at me. "I hate you Nico! I thought we were friends and then you went on about how I'm sleeping with Rosto! It's not true…not yet." Nico stared at me in shock.

"You're an idiot Beka! The Rogue? You're going to canoodle with the enemy? Geez, Beka, you're too good for him." Looking closer, Nico didn't look like he was suffering from a hangover. Before I could understand that he wasn't, he had me pressed against a wall. He held my wrists above my hand with one strong grip and began removing all of my weapons.

"Nico," I tried kicking him but he avoided it easily. He knew all of the moves a Dog knew and knew how to parry them. "What are you doing?" I know it sounded dumb but then, I needed to hear an excuse.

Nico dragged me away from the pile of weapons I had kept on the floor. He suddenly he pressed my stomach against another wall and forced my hands behind my back. He was still dressed in his Dog's uniform and used the handcuffs on his belt to restrain me. "They were all so pretty, very pretty but never beautiful or extraordinary. Never like you."

"Stop Nico, please let me go." I began thrashing my legs but with my hands restrained I knew I couldn't do anything now against a trained Dog. "I don't love you." I had told him repeatedly. His hands were fumbling with my clothes and running through my hair. He pushed down on the ground.

"But you will," he whispered.

All I recall of the next day was Nico forcing me to canoodle with him. He had a back room in his basement. He went to work at the night I went to visit him. I sat in the corner still tied up, without clothes, and cut up. I looked around for weapons I could use. It was impossible to find, Nico had completely cleaned out the room. I went for screaming.

On Saturday morning or afternoon, I heard someone come to the front door. Nico left me, got changed while I cried, and went to answer it. I heard voices. "Where is she?" It was a loud harsh yell, no one other than Rosto. Another voice rang out the same questions. It was Tunstall. They were working together. A Dog besides me and the Rogue. Interesting.

I stood up and began banging myself against the door still crying my head off. The only clothing I had was the pregnancy charm. I heard the argument increase. I fought harder and began screaming for his name. "Rosto!" Over and over again, as I began to throw myself against the door. I heard the cracking of the wood. My shoulder became splintered up. I stood at the opposite wall and ran once more. The wood moaned and creaked until the door finally gave and I fell on the ground. "Rosto!" I screamed. The fighting kept going, they couldn't hear me.

I ran up the stairs to find Tunstall and Rosto fighting Nico. "Rosto," I finally collapsed on the ground and began crying for real.

"Beka," Rosto stopped fighting and came to me. Tunstall kept fighting against Nico. Rosto undid the handcuffs that had chafed my wrists and then protectively wrapped me up. I felt stupid and weak. Then, I watched the worst seen ever. Tunstall took a second to look at me and Nico took advantage and made a run for it. Tunstall fell on the ground from Nico colliding with him and I heard Rosto growl, "I can't leave you." Nico seemed to know Rosto wouldn't leave me now and ran out into the open streets.

Rosto covered me in a blanket and picked me up. I let him carry me home in the open streets were people stared. A Dog and the Rogue they were saying or sometimes our names, Beka and Rosto. A few people were crying out with relief that I was back even if it had only been just a day since I was gone. "I'm sorry," I croaked with a dry throat.

Rosto shushed me and brought me to my room. I instantly fell asleep. I woke up this morning feeling more miserable than I thought possible. Rosto sat in the corner of the room looking very grim and I knew. They hadn't caught Nico yet. He had escaped for the moment.

"When did you know to go to Nico's?" I asked.

"Knew all along, it just took Tunstall some convincing that the bastard had you. I'm sorry Beka. I loved you but I let you done. I wouldn't be surprised if you hated me." Rosto wouldn't even look at me. I had cut all over my face from Nico and from hitting the door.

"I don't hate you Rosto. You saved me. I love you. It's Nico I hate." Sore and in pain, I went to him and realized beside the bandages and my necklace, I was naked. I went to sit on his lap.

"Beka?" Rosto was shocked. "What are you doing?" He raised his hands in the air, he wouldn't even touch me and he looked at me as if I as crazy.

"Keeping my promise. This is where we left off isn't it?" Rosto was still hesitant but he placed his hands on my waist and gently held me. "Rosto, I wanted you before anything happened. I still want you. Take me to bed." I kissed him assuredly on the lips.

Rosto kissed back and then carried me off to bed.