AU: Just read Richelle Meade's short story for VA called Homecoming! I really loved it and highly suggest it to all you Romitri shippers! I hope you like this chapter, please forgive me for being away so long!
Chapter 11
Dear Diary,
Not too long after Rose and I got back together were to attend a ball together. Okay I know that may sound romantic but it isn't what you think. Technically speaking, yes we have to go. But we are going because Lissa and Christian are supposed to go. Rose and I waited on the couch together leaning into each other's embrace in Lissa's suite. She and Chris were still getting ready. Although we knew them well enough to know they were taking too long because they hate these things.
When the happy couple finally came out of their room they looked pretty good. Chris, who didn't look happy, was wearing a black and white tux with a black bow tie. His shoes were even shiny and his hair was combed. Oh yeah, he was pissed.
Lissa looked beautiful. Not as beautiful as my Roza was to me but in an honorable way I can say she looked breath taking. Her long platinum blonde hair was pinned up in a braided bun. Her makeup was light and natural looking. Her dress was silk and jade green to match her piercing eyes. Her smile was bright and coated in frosty pink lip gloss as she smiled at us.
"Awe you two looks so cute being all mushy together on the couch," she said to Rose and I. I smiled at her but Roza rolled her eyes. I could tell she was not very happy about this.
When we all finally left a few other guardians went to the ball with us. Guardian Stewart, Guardian Harris, Guardian Newton, Guardian Dennison, and Guardian Phelps were all coming with us to the ball.
I kept half eye balling Guardian Harris. I still wasn't sure what to think about him telling Rose about the kiss with Tasha. I was still kind of angry because I felt betrayed. I really didn't do anything wrong. I didn't kiss Tasha. Tasha kissed me. I would never kiss Tasha. I am madly and completely in love with My Roza. Tasha…I find her gross, disgusting, vial, repulsive, evil, horrendous, and completely crazy. I would never purposefully give her a reason to think I thought otherwise. Raving mad bitch!
The ball seemed to go on forever. Lissa and Christian had to mingle with others royals. Rose and I unfortunately had to follow them all over the ball room.
I looked over at Rose who looked so bored. I gently laid my hand on the small of her back and felt her perk up. She looked at me and smiled softly. Oh how I loved that smile. I smiled back at her wishing I could hold her in my arms.
As the hours seemed to drag on I got more and more bored. The people began to clear out. We had to stay until every last person was gone because Lissa has to stay until everyone is gone. More and more people began to leave. Amongst the crowd I saw Eddie Castile. Eddie had been a good friend to Rose while growing up and was the late Mason Ashford's best friend. I hadn't seen him since we broke Rose out of prison. From what I could see he was assigned to a pretty Voda girl. I smiled softly as I saw the way she was making eyes at him. Ah young love.
One everyone was finally cleared out the only ones left were Lissa, Christian, our group of guardians, Rose, the band, and I. I looked at Rose who looked so bored. I smiled softly and walked over to the band in the corner and began to talk to them. As I heard the band begin to slowly play Rose lifted her head.
"Dimitri what's going on?" she asked me. I smiled at her.
"The ball may be over my love, but that doesn't mean we can't still have fun," I said holding my hand out to her. "Roza, may I have this dance?" I asked. She smiled at me and nodded. She slid her hand in mine. I held her close wrapping my arms around her waist pulling her close. She snaked her arms around me and laid her head on my chest. I didn't want to let her go. I danced slowly with her to the rhythm of the song kissing her forehead and rubbing her back.
Then I heard Lissa and Christian arguing with someone across the room. I loosened my grip on Rose and looked to see who it was. When I saw the face of the person across the room my arms dropped and I stared on shock.
