Here you have a really long chapter! I'm sorry that it took a while, so I hope that you like this chapter. I made it happy and long because, like I said earlier, enough of the angst!
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Warnings: Cursing
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Chapter Twelve
Joy
Rose P.O.V.
The following months were tough, filled with therapy sessions at day and nightmares at night. Even though Dimitri staid with me when I went to sleep, he couldn't stop the nightmares from coming. They were always the same; blood-red eyes, the shadow of a man and a smirk. That was all that it took for me to wake up, tears on my cheeks and a scream on my lips. It was something that I just couldn't help. I tried to think happy thoughts, focus on Dimitri's arms around me as I went to sleep, but it didn't work. Nothing did. The nightmares weren't there every night, but often enough for me to feel tired during the days. Even though no one said anything, I knew they were all worried about me. It was in the way Dimitri held me, the way Alana tried to hide her worry as I told her about my nightmares. Even I was beginning to feel scared. All I wanted was to things to get normal again. The way they used to be.
After a while, my nightmares started to fade. They weren't as terrifying as they used to be, nor did they wake me up. I could barely even remember them when I woke up on the morning. Things were going to get better, I knew it. My mother still blamed Dimitri for what happened, and so did he. I hated my mom for the awful things she had said to me in a rather big argument we had in the beginning of my healing process. It was a normal Sunday afternoon as she walked in my room.
26.10.2010
"Rosemarie, we should talk." My mother said with a silent voice. I looked up from the book I was reading, and nodded.
"Sure, about what?" I asked, trying to sound cheerful as usual. I didn't want her to suspect that I was sad or something. My mother trying to me a good and comforting mother was one of the mot awkward things ever seen.
She sighed and sat down on the bed. She looked like she wasn't sure what to say, and I prepared myself for bad news.
"It's Dimitri" she said, and I could feel my heart sink. Before I had the chance to ask her if something had happened, she continued. "I don't like it when you're together. He's your mentor for god's sake!" she exclaimed. I sat up, and glared at her as rage started building up in me.
"What the fuck Janine?" I almost yelled. I didn't want to call her mom, because in this situation I almost hoped she wasn't. "I love Dimitri, and he loves me! So what if he's a few years older, it's not like it's illegal or anything!" I continued. I could see her face redden as she also became angry. She clenched her fists together, and I could see her gritting her teeth.
"How can you still love him after what happened? You're so foolish!" she yelled. It felt like someone had punched me in my stomach. I couldn't breathe. How could my mother ask me something like that? Was she such a stupid bitch that she didn't understand. When I didn't answer, she took it as a sign of victory, me agreeing to what she just said, and continued in a calmer voice.
"See now Rose.. He failed to protect you, and almost got you killed... He did get you killed! If it wasn't for some old mumbo-jumbo you would still be dead." she said. I was now practically shaking with rage. First of all, she claimed Dimitri for what happened, and then she called the soul-magic mumbo-jumbo? Oh hell no.
"Fuck you!" I screamed, as tears started streaming down my cheeks. I didn't cry because I was sad, they were tears of rage. "How can you even blame him? It wasn't his fault! It was nobody's fault, except for that son of a bitch strigoi!" I pointed at the door, and stared at my mom who for once didn't know what to say. "Get out. Now." I said with a cold voice. She stood up and walked to the door, and quickly walked away. I looked at the door, only to see that Dimitri was standing there, with a pained look on his face. He didn't have to say anything, I knew that he had heard everything.
After that argument I avoided my mom as much as possible. I resented her. I told Dimitri every single day that it wasn't his fault, and finally he started believing me. Our days turned into this schedule, filled with my therapy-appointments, and the rest of the time just sitting together, Dimitri and me. It was like that, everyday, for those few months. Then things got so good, that Alana decided that I didn't need her anymore. I was very grateful for that choice, and for the first time for a while, I smiled. A real, genuine smile. I turned 18 that week, and celebrated it with Lissa and Christian, who had only become closer to me during the big ordeal. We ate pizza and watched some old comedies, like normal teenagers. After the party, I went back into my room, only to find Dimitri there, sitting on my bed. He stood up and gave me a tight hug, and then kissed me. I kissed him back, and the kiss was a little clumsy and had a side-taste of pizza, but it was still one of the best kisses in my life.
1.3.2010
I was woken from my thoughts when someone knocked loudly on my door. I opened it up and smiled as I saw Dimitri there. It was time for our date. Not that 'dating' was neither of our thing, but somehow we had agreed on doing something special once in a while. We walked hand in hand to the woods, and stopped there at a small lake. He had brought food with him, and I couldn't help but to gasp when he started taking out the most incredible smelling foods from the basket. He placed them on a blanket that I had found somewhere in her room, and smirked at me.
"Where did you buy this?" I asked and eyed the delicious treats that were placed in front of me. I moved my gaze to Dimitri's smirk, that now turned into a sheepish smile.
"I made them." he confessed with a small voice. I let out a laughter and smiled a toothy smile to him.
"Seriously?" I laughed. "Wow... Comrade I'm impressed. I didn't know you're good in the kitchen-" I continued with a smirk. Dimitri smiled and nodded.
Dimitri P.O.V.
"My mom and grandma taught me" I explained, and felt a little embarrassed. No one, and I mean no one knew about my cooking skills except my family, and now Rose. Ever since I was a small boy, I had loved it in the kitchen. There was always a calm and love-filled atmosphere in our kitchen, back home in Russia.
I looked up and saw Rose smiling at me. My heart filled with a warm feeling, and I couldn't help but to smile back at her. I suddenly felt nervous when she took up a piece of my homemade Oladi. No one had tasted my cooking before, except my family. She took a piece of the thick Oladi, and put it in her mouth. As I saw her smile, I let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh my god, Comrade!" she said with an amazed smile. "You should make food more often , this is so much better than ordinary pancakes!" she continued and took another piece of the Oladi. She put that one in my mouth, and I smiled. It did taste good. I swallowed it, and was about to say something to Rose, when I felt her lips on mine. The kiss tasted like Oladi and berries. I smiled and we continued eating, while talking and laughing. The situation seemed like from some lame romantic movie. A couple that was in love, having an early spring picnic. Birds started singing, and we couldn't help but to laugh. Now it was like a real romantic movie.
"This seems like a scene from one of those terrible movies that Lissa and Christian watch" Rose exclaimed, and I nodded.
"I was just thinking the same!" I laughed. "My sister, Victoria, she's always reading those silly love stories." I said with a smile. She touched my hand and smiled.
"You miss them." she said. I nodded and gave her a sad smile.
"I love my family, and I haven't been able to visit them as much as I want to." I told her. "In my culture, family is important, so to me it seems unnatural not to see them.."
She nodded and gave me a hug.
"You know that you can always talk to me." she said and kissed my cheek. "Right, soul mate?" she winked her eye, and I laughed to her expression.
"Of course Roza." I said and she smiled.
"Good" she said. "You're the only man I love, so it would kind of suck not to know how you're feeling" My whole bod felt warm again, in that weird fuzzy way.
"I love you Roza" I whispered and pulled her in a hug. She kissed me again, and I knew that it was time for me to ask. I let out a nervous chuckle, and looked in her eyes. She had a questionable frown on her face, and I took out a small box from my pocket. She opened her mouth as I opened the box, so that she could see the ring in it. I cleared my throat and looked at my Roza.
"Rosemarie Hathaway, will you do me the honor and become my wife?" I asked with a shaky voice. I was nervous, of course, but not for one second did I doubt my decision to propose to Rose. She was the one I loved, why wouldn't I ask her. Tears started streaming down Rose's face, and she nodded.
"Yes, yes!" she said and laughed. "Of course I will."
I smiled like a fool as I placed the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly, and it fitted Rose so well. It was a silver ring, with small diamonds embedded in it.
"I love you Roza, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I said and she smiled and kissed me. Her tongue was moving quickly over mine, trying to let me know everything she was feeling. We kissed for a long time, and whispered words of affection to each other. I felt so happy, and from the smile on Rose's lips I could see that so was she.
"We have to visit my family." I said with a smile. "They'll love you." I added when I saw her worried expression. She looked relieved and smiled.
"I'm not sure what Janine will say.." she said, and for a second she looked sad. The expression soon changed, and a smile lit up her face. "Whatever, as long as I have you, I'm happy." she said.
I smiled and gave her a tight hug. God how I loved this woman!
Rose P.O.V.
Holy shit. Holy sweet motherfucking hell. I was gonna get married. Married to a Russian god. Married to the man that I love more than anything: Pinch me, I am dreaming!
"Where do you wanna get married?" Dimitri asked. I was silent for a minute, thinking. I shook my head and grinned.
"In your country, the cold Russia!" I laughed. I was serious though. The way Dimitri talked about his home made me feel happy and warm. It was in a place like that where I wanted to get married."I'll call my mom tonight then" Dimitri said and smiled.
We continued talking, planning the wedding for hours. Then we returned home, and I fell asleep next to him. I inhaled his scent and smiled. My life was perfect.
What Rose and Dimitri didn't know, what that someone had been watching them. Watching the and making plans, bad plans.
PHEW! As you all know, I'm crap at writing long chapters! I am trying to get them longer, but don't expect miracles! Keep in mind that reviews are Internet-crack, I just can't get enough.
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