Sorry for the late updating. Things got chaotic and very hard for me over summer and I needed a few months to myself to get use to my new self since the old me was taken away by someone I really rather would forget. No need to drown you lovely people in details.
On with the story!
Please enjoy and forgive me for absence!
"No. Please no," I begged helplessly, as I felt someone from behind me roughly grab my face and forced me to gaze at Dmitri who sat a few feet away from me. I couldn't move to help him. I couldn't do anything. Bound and tied down to a chair. Bloodied and beaten. "No..." I started to cry as I stared at him and he stared at me with a soft gaze. A smile upon his lips that was split and blood trickled down his very chin and fell on to his stained pants. "Don't do this. Don't do this!" I begged louder, but all I got was a emotionless chuckle as the grasp on my face tighten, causing tears to flow much harder.
"Look at him," whispered a harsh, thick accented voice in my ear, "Just look at him. Your beloved Dmitri. Your beloved brother and friend." My lips began to tremble when I gazed at him. I couldn't look at him. This sudden shame and guilt and regret rushed inside my heart so fast that it felt like I couldn't breath. That my heart couldn't beat. "Your beloved friend Lydia. Kept his promise to protect you. To guard you. A promise that he vowed his own flesh over."
"Don't listen to that shit!" Yelled Dmitri in anger. "Don't let him fill your head with lies!" Suddenly, from the darkness something lurched forward and hit him at the side of his head with such brutal force that I jolted at the sound, causing me to whimper. "Don't...gah...listen to him. Don't...make him make you feel guilty...don't let him Lydia," mumbled Dmitri dizzily as his head spun while he spat blood on to the dirty floor.
"Jodie, Leonardo, Tamara. All dead because of you," taunted the voice coldly as shut my eyes tight trying to block his hurtful words. Trying to block out the guilt that started to eat away me.
"No. You killed them...you killed them all on purpose," I answered shakily. The hand that had a rough hold on my face let go of me and I felt my skin throbbing in pain. I didn't dare open my eyes when I heard him circle around me.
"Killed all on purpose you say? Interesting response my dearest, but in my defense, I say they just 'got' in the way. But killing on purpose? Oh Lydia you should know better than that," chuckled the voice, "I don't kill on purpose," suddenly the footsteps stop, followed by a loud click sound causing me to snap my eyes open and look over in Dimitri's direction. I felt my heart stop. A gun was pointed directly at his head. "I kill for a reason." He pulled the trigger. I just screamed his name. I screamed my surrogate brother's name the same way I screamed Leonardo's name.
"DMITRI!"
I jolted awake, feeling sweaty and panting heavily. I try to calm down, but the nightmare had my nerves fried completely. It was to real. It felt real. "Deep breaths," I softly mumbled to myself. I rub my eyes, ridding them of the sleepiness they still held. I sighed deeply when the brief images of Tamara's death flashed across my mind, causing tears to sting at my eyes. My vision blurred, and I blinked away the tears attempting to be strong for her and try to forget the horrific memory and bury it in the dark, empty spaces on my mind but it was so difficult trying to forget when you don't want to forget. It was like trying to forget the car accident that took Leonardo away from me. It's was fresh and vivid in my mind that sometimes I do question if I'm actually in a coma that I haven't yet waken from due to the car accident. And that Leo was still alive and my life was normal.
But everything was too real to be dreams. Too far from being normal. There were times were I would simply force myself to another world. A world that I created where violence never existed and hate was rare. A world where everything was perfect. Almost compared to a child since they see the world as a adventurous playground, and where their over imagination makes them think that dragons and mermaids do exist. Till they get older that is when everything changes. Life. Choices. Perspective on life.
I gazed at the ceiling fan, watching it spin at medium speed. It somehow reminded me that a repeat was bound to happen sooner or later. That someone I care about is going to fall victim to Makarov once more and honestly I don't think my heart can take another loss. I felt Aria kick the right side of my stomach roughly, causing me to wince very little. I placed my hands on my stomach and did gentle circular motions to calm her. I think I might be actually seven and a half months going into eight and not seven months. It's just because my stomach is much more bigger for being six months carrying but I was told that all pregnancies and trimesters are going to be different. When I found out I was pregant, I was told that I was three months but I didn't believe them but I didn't question. I looked too big, but maybe Aria is just a really chubby baby inside me. I chuckled at the thought of Aria looking adorably chubby, with baby rolls. These men will definitely die of cuteness overload.
"What are you chuckling about?" questioned a sleepy voice besides me, startling me. I let out a small gasp and tilted my head to look and was met with Yuri's handsome half asleep, half awake self. He smiled at me, laughing softly while he managed to drape an arm around me and gently pulled me closer to him, being careful with Aria. "Sorry about that love," he stated as he kisses my forehead.
I smiled, as I closed my eye feeling that sense of security and protection radiate of him. "I forgot I went to sleep with you," I answered as he pulled back after kissing my forehead and I opened my eyes, gazing into his lovely eyes while he gazed back into mines with the same look. "My mistake," I laughed gently. He joined my gentle laughter, while he softly caressed my right cheek.
"You haven't told me what you were laughing about a few moments ago," Yuri stated softly.
"Heh. I was imagining Aria being a chubby baby." He laughed at my answer.
"She'll make an adorable chubby baby."
"She'll look like that Michelin marshmallow mascot for that tire company," I added. Yuri laughed loudly at the thought of it. I hushed him. He give me a odd look. "What?"
"Isn't Ghost still sleeping?"
"Ghost? I don't think so. He usually wakes up a few hours earlier for training. Speaking of that, I'm surprised that he didn't wake me up. He usually wakes me up when he wakes up." Yuri raised his head and looked in the direction of his roommates bed. It was empty and made. He saw a piece of paper laying on the bed though.
"Why train so early?" I questioned, as I pushed myself to sit up, followed by Yuri who got out of bed wearing sweat pants and a plain white shirt, and stretched before going to Ghost's bed and picking up the paper which had neat handwriting.
"Do I look American?" he joked, as he read the note, "We train early to make sure we are one our feet and prepared at any moment," he answered as he placed the note down.
"Oh. But why really early?"
"Ghost likes to torment us. He's a good man and Lieutent but he can be a bit unpredictable at times when it comes to treating the team." I gave a questioning look.
"How unpredictable does he get at times?" Yuri laugh, as if remembering events that had occurred in the past that were very humorous.
"I think it is pretty obvious that Meat is the prankster of the team. There was this one time Meat managed to steal his mask for the whole day with Ghost attempting to snipe him from a distance. So in retaliation, Ghost somehow managed to get his hands on a box of imported hissing cockroaches and left them as a gift for Meat when he woke up the next morning. Never knew a man can scream that loud or that high before." I laughed out loud, earning a sweet and loving smile from him before he started looking for clothes for him and me. Yuri sat down on the bed, and I went up behind him, draping my arms around his neck, and resting my head on his shoulder while my big stomach poked into his back. He gently grasp my arms, tilting his head to gaze at me with those eyes I loved. We stared at each other momentarily, before I leaned in, closing the gap between us and kissed him. Our lips moved together in harmony. It wasn't too fast, nor too slow. The kiss was passionate. Caring. Loving. I broke the kiss, feeling light headed due to the lack of air I wasn't breathing in. I could hear Yuri panting for air while he chuckled a little making me blush intensely realizing how lost I got into the kiss. Kissing him made me forget the worries. Forget the world. Forget about the losses I suffered and the pain I had to endure. It made me forget him. Made me forget that monster even existed.
"I...um..." I stuttered out embarrassed, lost for words before Yuri kissed me again silencing me.
"Don't say anything. You need that." I nearly choked on the words and emotions that wanted to spill out. "I'm going to love you the way you always wanted to be loved Lydia. I'll never treat you wrong or dare lift a hand and harm you. I'll never be him or become him." I smiled at him, tears burning as my eyes making me blink furiously so I won't start to cry in front of him.
"Why am I so emotional?" I questioned more to myself than to Yuri. "I hate crying."
"Babe. Your only human. We all cry, it's a human thing that everybody does. Sometimes crying makes you feel better, sometimes it doesn't. Don't hate it Lydia. Burying the tears will eventually make you feel worst. Trust me."
"I know Yuri, I'm just...tired of it."
"We all get tired of something eventually." I sighed a his comment, before resting my head back on his shoulder. Yeah. He is right. We do get tired of something sooner or later and I was getting tired of crying. It just tires me out completely. "Lydia?"
"Hm? Yes Yuri?"
"When you were staying at the safe house, did Tamara, you or anybody receive any calls from a phone by any chance?" I looked at him weird.
"Um, yeah. A lot, but it was from mostly people that were aiding Tamara and the safe house. Why?"
"Think hard babe," encouraged Yuri. I shook my head side to side in thought. "Like unknown calls, unknown numbers, no caller ID calls, untraceable calls," he added, narrowing it down for me. When he said the word untraceable, my eyes widen in remembrance of one particular call a few weeks back.
"Tamara had this device that automatically tracks calls received and gives us locations and names that the call came from, and I picked up a call a few weeks ago and there's was nobody at the other end. When I picked it up, for some odd reason the tracking device went all haywire on us and got fried due to unexplained malfunctions. Tamara just assumed one of the kids accidentally spilled water on it."
"That's it? Nothing else?"
"Um, yeah. That's pretty much the only unknown call we ever got. Why is this such a concern to you?"
"Aleksandr and Dmitri, while actually Dmitri, managed to call Nikolai and me last night."
"Its good to know they're still breathing," I mumbled relieved that my surrogate brothers were alive, "What he called for?"
"He actually found something Lydia."
"Found something?" I repeated lost. "What did he find?"
"He thinks Makarov is tracking you somehow. I assume it has to phone calls made by someone that knows you personally." The color in my face drained. "Lydia?"
"The only person who has called me personally was my own mom Yuri. But that was months ago. She would never agree to help him. She hates him for the car accident and she cut him off before cutting me off completely."
"I don't think it's her either but we can't rule her out Lydia. We can't take the risk."
"It's not her," I stated blankly.
"Lydia we can't-"
"It's not her Yuri," I stated again as I pulled away from Yuri and sat on the bed staring at him as he turned around to look at me.
"How do you know it's not her?"
"Because she's my mother Yuri. She would never do this to her daughter even if she blames her for the death of her son."
"And what if she's behind this?" He asked.
"Someone's forcing her to do it."
These chapters are gonna be cut drastically short. Probably 2,500+ words for now on since I'm using my IPhone 5 to type this since I have no computer whatsoever.
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