DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vampire Academy but I do own the made up characters of:
Fiona Castille
Mr. Makov
Chapter 12- Anger
Rose POV
I felt my body jolt with spirit as Adrian healed me. I couldn't take it. I passed out in Dimitri's arms not even caring that he was touching me anymore. I was groggy seconds later when I recovered from the after effects. Adrian was in a completely different state though. Dimitri reached out to me and I recoiled. I had enough problems right now then fighting how much I really wanted that touch and the consequences of allowing it to happen. I helped Adrian up and asked Dimitri to inform the others that I was with Adrian.
I didn't feel up to par but Adrian had healed me again and there was something I needed to discuss with him. Something that didn't involve my mother and long lost father.
After I sat him on his couch and got a few drinks down him he seemed about normal for a drunk guy.
"Why did you tell him?" I asked pouring myself my own glass of whiskey. I needed it after my day.
Adrian slurred his words slightly, " Tell who what Rose?"
I threw back the rest of the drink and starred at my hands around the cup. These hands had killed people before. They had wiped tears from a crying child's face and held a baby so close that it hurt. These hands had once held the hand of a strong man. These hands had once lost their feeling.
"Why did you tell him about when I was pregnant? He has no right to know the things I went through."
Images from sixteen years before entered my head. IV tubes and Lissa trying to heal as much darkness as she could. The shaking of my whole body and the horrible nightmares. And the one thing that had scared me the most. The numbness that had taken over my hands and my heart. I had almost died again carrying Alana but I had never regretted having her. All of this had happened towards the end of my pregnancy. Looking back, it was lucky that Alana and I had both made it out alive.
"He deserved to know what he put you through." Adrian said unbuckling the top buttons of his shirt.
I began to cry, something I was doing far too much of lately, "Like hell he does! He left Adrian! He left me! Why can't anyone see how much he has hurt me?He doesn't deserve any pity and he doesn't deserve to know the things I went through carrying his child!"
Adrian stood up looking slightly angry, " Of course he does Rose! The man is trying to make up for lost time with the woman he loves and the child he never knew because you were too stubborn to put your feelings aside and give your daughter a proper family! You always claim you want more for Alana then you had but you deprived her of the one thing that you never got until now. A damn father! So stop playing boohoo over here and thinking Uncle Adrian is going to fix everything and that you were so mistreated because now that you have everything you want starring you in the face your too scared to claim it! So stop feeling sorry for yourself and pull it together because you aren't 18 anymore Rose. Your 33 and it's time to be a big girl about things."
Adrian's speech was like a slap to my face. I swallowed the bile that rose in my mouth and bitterly replied with, " I thought you were my friend."
I pivoted on my feet and rushed towards the door ignoring Adrian's protests as I went. Had I really been being a big cry baby this whole time? Where my friends tired of my problems? It wasn't like I was asking them to make them disappear. And was Adrian right? Had I deprived my daughter of things I had never had myself that would have been so easy for her to have.
The answer crossed my mind and I felt my stomach churn at the realization that I was not the A+ mother I thought I was. I ran through the front door of my home and locked the bathroom door. Turning on the shower I felt hot tears leak down my face as I laid on the bathroom floor, concealing my sobs with the steam from the shower and finding my heart was not as strong as I had thought.
Alana POV
How could he do this to me? Why was Eric such a tease? Why was he making this harder on me? I felt dizzy as rushed through the woods to my own private haven. The cabin was lit up as I rushed through the door, tears streaking my face and again I was surprised to see none other than Dimitri Belikov.
He turned and was surprised to see me once more but his eyes were filled with sadness and sorrow.
"Alana? What's wrong?" He asked seeming generously curious.
My anger at Eric seemed to be rising again, " Why? Why when you arrive everything goes to hell?"
He seemed slightly shocked at my outburst, " I never meant to cause you any distress to you or..."
I threw my hands up in an exaggerated manner as I cut him off, " Well you have! You spent 16 years not in my life and not in my mothers and you come back now! What kind of man are you? You claim you love her and you claim you care but your like any other guy who's tired and bored with their live and want to switch things up."
I didn't give him time to answer as I held up my hand in a stop motion, " Save it. Look I really don't care if you're in my life or not. The only thing I care about it if you're in my mother's life. So I suggest you start showing her you care or kick rocks because you've caused enough pain to my family."
I turned on my heels but thought better of it, " And what makes you think you can just stride right into this cabin all the time, huh?"
I turned and ran for what seemed like miles to my own house. I was buzzing with sadness and anger and unresolved emotions as I entered my house to hear the shower running and my mom's masked sobs from behind the door. I knocked once, than twice until she finally unlocked the door. I stepped in to see my mother sprawled out on the bathroom floor looking a mess. I turned the shower off and curled up next to her, wrapping my arms around her shaking body.
"It's okay mom. We have each other."
I felt her shake once more as she wrapped her arms around me, " I never wanted any of this to happen Alana. I never wanted you to hate me."
I back away a little and looked at her teary face. I had rarely seen my mom cry before and looking so unprofessional.
"I don't hate you mom. If anything you're the only true friend I have left right now."
I kissed her forehead and held her through the night, as we both drowned each other in tears.
Lissa POV
The next morning I woke up on the couch. I was ignoring Christian as I entered the kitchen. He was already placing eggs and bacon on plates in front of Andre and Leila.
He didn't make eye contact with me as he placed a hot steaming cup of coffee in front of me. I ignored the offer, pulling a glass from the cupboard and pouring myself a glass of water. He knew I didn't drink coffee when I was pregnant.
Breakfast was silent as everyone chowed down, except for me. I wasn't in the mood to eat and I was already jittery from our fight the night before. Besides, I had an appointment with Veronica Voda to look forward to today.
Andre and Leila quickly excused themselves rushing out the door to their first class leaving Christian and I in the room alone. I turned to the sink and dumped the remnants of the water as cleaned the glass.
"Lissa, you can't ignore me forever." Christian said trying to wrap his arm around my waist. I backed away and didn't answer as I made my way upstairs to the bathroom to get ready for work. Unfortunately, Christian followed me.
"Liss, come on. This isn't healthy."
I didn't respond but received quiet an amount of pride as I slammed the door in his face. By the time I was out of the shower, he was gone and no where to be seen. I dressed in a formal suit and flipped my hair into a ponytail, quickly rushing across campus to the one place I knew I could find Veronica Voda herself.
As usual she was sitting in the cafeteria obviously looking for her daughter to arrive.
I sat across from her, " Leila won't be coming today."
Veronica Voda was rather short for being a Moroi and had red hair that was striking against her pale skin tones. Her eyes were a dull brown that obviously showed she had not always been a royal Moroi. No her fame and rise in the social ladder had come from her husband of course. She was wearing a simple white blouse and plaid skirt with outdated dress shoes but shockingly still stood her ground.
"Why if it isn't Princess Ozera." She said in a bitter tone.
"Dragomir." I said correcting her.
Her eyes widened as she jumped on the bit, " Oh, so even you agree that your husband's name is a disgrace."
My cheeks flushed in anger but I ignored her statement, " I didn't come here to argue. I'm here because of Leila and because I'm also a mother and a headmistress and it concerns me when my students are being blackmailed by their own parents into doing their bidding for them. I suggest you leave your daughter out of this or I'll have to bring this matter to the board. You want a fight, well you have one. But I'm not going to play dirty like you are and I sure as hell am not going to display my child just to receive more votes. However, if you feel the need go ahead and do so. Your just giving me more fuel to campaign against you. I wonder how the public would feel about their future Queen abusing her daughter and forcing her into an unwanted marriage and pregnancy."
Veronica's eyes flashed with fear for mere seconds before she composed herself and laughed. Passersby turned in surprise but quickly regarded the situation.
"You don't have a spotless track record yourself Dragomir. Besides, why should I be scared. You have no rightful heir to take your place as Prince or Princess so you won't even make it past the campaigning process. And you can be for certain that it will be I who bring that matter up while campaigning. And I suggest you leave matters about my own daughter to myself and my husband. Good day Princess."
With that she walked away leaving me dumbfounded. I hoped I hadn't caused Leila more distress. The bell rang and the cafeteria cleared leaving me alone in thought.
Viktoria POV
"Are you going to tell me what's wrong or continue to ignore me?" I asked my older sibling.
Dimitri had been down all morning and it was really beginning to irk me. He looked up from his untouched toast and sighed speaking in Russian, "What am I even doing here Vika?"
I was surprised by the nickname. He hadn't used it in years. I sat down slightly bewildered.
"We're here because you deserve to be happy."
He stood and threw his hands up, " It doesn't matter if I'm happy it matters if they are happy and look at the mess my being here has caused. I was much better off in Russia."
I jumped up and stood in front of him, " Better? By drinking away your sorrows every time someone died? By acting like a bat out of hell anytime Karoline brought roses home. You were no better there then you are right now. I thought after talking to you last night you would see that clearly but apparently you're as blind as Yeva now!"
Dimitri turned angry, " Alana flat out told me I caused all this mess. She doesn't want me here and if my own daughter is pushing me away for her mother's sake then what about Rose? What makes me really think that after all these years she still feels the same? After everything I've put her through. Last night should have been how Alana's birth was. I should have been there when she went into labor and been able to celebrate the birth of our daughter instead of watching Tasha throw herself all over guys to make me jealous! I should have been here sooner but look! I've failed everything and everyone. I have no right to be here Vika and we both know it."
He stomped out the door in mere seconds leaving me speechless. I hated seeing him like this. I hated seeing him so down. If anyone didn't deserve happiness then it was me. I was the one who had watched my child's father be turned in front of me. I was the one who had failed, yet here Dimitri was with everything I had ever wanted for Ivan blaming himself for nothing. I was tired of this. I needed to talk to Rose or Dimitri was bound to fuck up again and leave her. And this time his daughter as well.
Nora POV
"Yes mom I know...uh-huh...okay...mom I'm going to be late...yes I'll tell him...stop worrying...okay...give Fiona a kiss for me...yes I love you too...bye."
My mother had called at least four times this morning with reminders for Asher and I. Personally, I didn't see why we had to attend school today since we had stayed up all night celebrating Fiona's birth.
"Asher, wake up. If we are late mom will never let us live it down." I said as I kicked my brother in the shin lightly. He groaned and jumped up
"Geez, you don't have to be so hostile Nora."
I rolled my eyes and began throwing clothes at him, " Just get up we have ten minutes before first bell and I am not going to wait around and get my ass chewed out later for being later when I'm already ready to go."
Asher pulled on his shirt and excused himself to the bathroom. Five minutes later we were strolling down the pathways in a rush to our first period. I was slightly surprised to see Alana already in her seat on time for once.
"What gives?" I asked sitting next to her taking in her down face and red rimmed eyes. I was highly aware that Asher was getting all googly eyes. He was mad for Alana and I cringed because I knew the feeling was mutual.
She shrugged and didn't offer much as the bell rang. My breath caught as I watched Eric Pavel step into the classroom with a cup of coffee in his hand. He was rather nice to look at.
"Okay class. Mr. Makov will not be in today. He had a much needed doctors appointment for his high fever so he asked me to take over his class today. Now as he has told you all are peripheral awareness. Please pair off."
I watched as Alana seemed to grow even more weary as she teamed off with my brother. I was surprised when I was paired with Mila Ozera. I hadn't even seen her until she was right next to me.
Class was pretty ordinary until the last ten minutes when Guardian Pavel came to inspect Alana and my brother.
"Kick higher Alana." He ordered. She did so. He kept throwing orders at her and I could see the anger building on her face.
I knew Alana had a short fuse, it was something everyone in class was aware of, and they became even more aware of it as Guardian Pavel gave her one order too many.
Her focus was all on Asher but her anger was directed somewhere completely different. Her leg whipped out in a perfect spiral kick and landed hard into Guardian Pavel's chest, knocking him off balance and on his rear.
The class had all watched the speculation and whispers of awe sweeped the floor as the bell rang. But I saw it. The knowing look between Alana and Guardian Pavel. You would have to be stupid not to see it. Maybe it was because I had seen that look so many times when Asher gazed at Alana, but I knew what that look meant. That look meant that Alana was in love with Guardian Pavel. My eye flicked up as I watched the door slam shut, knowing I wasn't the only one who noticed the look. I rushed out of the room, on a quest to heal my brother's broken heart.
