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Dimitri's POV
I could not help but look at my phone confused. I had now called Rose three times and each time I had been directed to voicemail. I could have sworn Rose was done with her meeting. I had been there before and it had never run late. Lissa was always on time, and never lost track of what she was doing. Fear surged inside me, wondering if she was mad at me. I shook away the thought knowing full well she had been in a good mood. Not only that, Rose rarely turned off her phone.
Before her meeting she had called me let me know that her father was going to be going with her. I had been surprised, but after thinking about it knew it made sense. The man was strange but he loved his daughter. If he thought going to a sex addicts meeting would help Rose out he would do it. He was a well feared man, but when Abe cared about something he made sure to take care of it. I had wished I had been there for it. I smiled thinking about Abe being in the same room as Christian.
My smile faded as again I called Rose and received no answer. I sighed putting the phone down, I had to pull myself together. I tried not to panic. If she had gone to the meeting with Abe he could have taken her out for dinner. Or she could have stayed to talk to Lissa. I scuffed at myself for being one of those boyfriends. Rose needed her space like every other woman and I did not want to over step my boundaries. As it was she was probably going to give me hell for calling her so much.
I took a deep breath in and decided I was just going to take a shower and go to the bar next door to have a few drinks. I had debated it for the last couple of hours, but had decided I would be fine. I only wanted two drinks, and I knew with certainty that I would not cheat on Rose. I liked to think I had a lot more self control now a days. And if anything this would be a good test, I would be able to see that yes I wanted sex, but not with some random stranger. Rose was the only woman I wanted, it was why I could not wait to get back home.
With that thought I took a long hot shower, making sure to let my earlier fears and panics fade away. The water did wonders for me, ensuring that I relaxed and did not think that anything was wrong. Rose was going to call me when she could, I just needed to be patient. She could not drop everything just because I wanted to talk to her.
I got out of the shower throwing on an old pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt. I wrapped my duster around myself last minute remembering how crazy windy it had been the last time I had stepped foot outside. I had to remember to tell Rose how much I disliked this place. It was nothing compared to the places we had planned on going to after I returned.
Sitting at the bar felt strange to me. I had not been out in a setting like this since before I met Rose. Ever since she had come into my life I had been able to stay away. It was funny that now being there I felt out of place. Bars were my kingdoms, I use to rule them and all the women in them. But now, I simply wanted a drink, some time to relax before I headed back to my room to talk to Rose.
"Heyya handsome, you come here often." I was startled out of my thoughts by a woman who had sat down next to me. I tried not to get upset, and instead decided to let her down easy.
"Umm no. I'm on business." I barely spared her a glance and looked down at my almost empty glass.
"Oh you have an accent, how sexy." Her hand landed on my forearm and I could not help but flinch away.
I met her blue eyes and I had to admit she was pretty. And if the way she was dressed was any indiction she was more than willing to have some fun. But the thing was I was not interested. I had vowed to be good, to stay loyal and I planned on doing just that.
"Look I'm not interested, I got someone waiting at home for me." She sneered at me and stood up. She stumbled a bit, letting me know she had, had one too many.
"Well, its your loss. I can assure you that." I gave her a smile a small chuckle leaving my lips. There was no way it was my loss. Cheating on Rose with her would not have been worth, no not at all.
After that I was not able to stay. There was no need to tempt myself. And in a way I felt dirty after the encounter. So with a small nod the bar attender came over and I paid him. I took my time standing up and putting on my duster. I looked around disgusted by what was going on around me. By what I had once been apart of.
As I walked out of the doors of the sketchy bar my phone started to ring. I smiled knowing the ringtone all too well. The night she had programmed into my phone flashing before my eyes. It had been a sad and painful night. But it had been the night I had known just how much she meant to me.
In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"
More, more, more.
I fumbled for the phone and put it to my ear a wide smile on my face. I felt like I had been waiting days to hear her voice.
"Roza I was starting to get worried." I waited for her answer but it never came.
"Should have never left Romeo." I stood frozen at the curb. I had only heard his voice once or twice but it was enough for me to know who it was.
"Where is Rose?" My voice was firm, deadly.
"Oh no need to worry about her, by the time I am finished there will be no Rose." I was getting ready to say something, to demand to know what was going on, when I felt something hard come in contact with the back of my head.
I fell to the ground landing on my hands and knees. I closed my eyes, confusion filling me. What the fuck had just happened to me. I tried to stand up but another hit came to me, this time on my back. I fell to the ground, bumping my chin on the hard and cold pavement.
"Not so tough now are you." I heard his deep laugh and a higher pitched one joined him as well.
"What?" I reached to the back of my head my hand coming back full of blood.
"What nothing to say now you fucking bastard." Icy blue eyes came into my vision, and I was finally able to piece to together what was going on.
I got to my hands and knees again and looked up at a rather cocky Adrian, and a very happy Tasha. I tried to stand up, to get the upper hand, but they had gotten me good when I had been talking to Jesse.
My senses came back and I started to panic. Rose was in trouble, and I would not be able to do anything if these bastards got ahold of me.
"Don't hurt yourself Dimitri. Thats our job." With that Adrian took the crow bar and hit me again, that time I did not get up.
Rose's POV
I had not been hurt too many times in my life. I had once scraped a knee when I was five and soon learned that everything I did had a consequence. I had broken a wrist in my training, but it had been someone else's fault. When I had been shot I had been in too much shock to feel the pain. I had been in pain afterwards, but I had so much going on I almost did not focus on it.
But the pain I felt now, was like nothing I had ever felt before. My head was throbbing and it felt like I had a semi on top of my head. I could literally feel the veins in my head throbbing, causing the pain to increase with every thought I managed to come up with. I just wanted to go back to sleep, because I knew I was not going to be able to handle this.
"Rose?" I heard a soft voice and was confused, what the hell was going on? "Come on Rose wake up, please."
My eyes shot open only to close just as quickly. My fucking head hurt so much. Just the act of opening my eyes made me want to shoot myself. What the fuck was going on? Why was I in so much pain.
"Please Rose, I'm not going to lie I'm fucking scared." I tried again to open my eyes, willing myself to figure out why I felt like this, and why he was here.
"Christian?" My voice was more of a croak but he understood me, I could barely make him out as spots danced in my vision.
"Fuck Rose. Fuck I thought you were dead." His hands found mine, as he laid down next to me. I noticed we were both on a concrete floor.
"What... Ugh what happened?" I closed my eyes again, it was too much to have them open. Christian's hands tangled in my hair as he rubbed my skull lightly.
"This guy came up to you after the meeting Rose, I saw him hit you with a bat. I was waiting for my aunt that was late, so I'm sure he did not see me. Fuck I tried to help, but he ended up pulling a gun on me. He made me get in the car with you, and then he knocked me out too." I opened my eyes and was met with Christians disappointed ones.
"You tried to save me? Why?" He laughed softly and pulled me closer to him.
"Because I'm an asshole but I don't like people getting hurt. He could have killed you, raped you and I was not going to let that happen. Also, I'm trying to turn over a new leaf." He laughed at his own joke but I could not join him.
"Is he around?" I tried to sit up but could not do it on my own. Everything came crashing to me, and I did everything I could to remain calm, Christian needed a leader and I was going to be it.
Christian reached out for me and helped to sit me up against a wall. I leaned my head on his shoulder still not being able to hold my own head up. I had no idea how I was going to get out of this one, but I knew I was going to. There was no way Jesse was going to get away with this. And there was no way I was going to let him hurt Christian. Jesse had done enough damage and I was more than sure that I was going to be the one to bring him down.
"He came in maybe an hour ago to see if you were awake. He grumbled a few things and then left. If you ask me he looked like he was on drugs. But fuck he was still waving that fucking gun around." I had no doubt that Jesse was high. When he had shot me his body had apparently been pumped full of cocaine.
Jesse was a junkie, a drunk, and a good for nothing human being. He sold drugs to kids, and was not afraid to kill. I had wanted to arrest him way before I knew he was Sonya's killer but it had been a whole other investigation I had not been able to get into. I had been lucky to even been able to pin Sonya's death on him. For being such a fucking loser he was really good at covering his tracks.
"Fuck we need to get out." I pulled away from Christian and held my head in my hands.
"No offense Rose but your not that well off. I think your head is still bleeding, I think you've lost a lot of blood." I looked up to meet his eyes and saw them wide with worry.
"If we don't get out he is going to kill us Christian." He looked confused and I knew it was because he had no idea who I was, what I did for a living. "I'm an FBI agent. That fucking dead beat that took us is a good for nothing. He killed Dimitri's sister and nearly killed me."
"Shit." Christian leaned his head against the wall and took a few deep breaths in. "So what do we do?"
"Did you happen to see where he took us." Christian nodded no and then thought really hard.
"No he knocked me out, but I think I recall him talking on his phone, about how some other people were going to meet him here in the morning with their present." I shivered at the thought that they would bring someone else here.
"God my head fucking hurts." Christians eyes travelled over me and for the first time he was looking at me worried, not like he was trying to undress me.
"Are we going to make it out of this?" His blue eyes shone bright in the dim lighting as he willed me to answer him.
"Yes, yes we are. I'm going to make sure of it."
Dimitri's POV
It had been a long time since I had felt this helpless. Even after everything that had happened with Sonya I had never felt like this. It had been hard on me, don't get me wrong. But this was something completely different. At least then I knew what to do, knew that something could be done. There seemed to be a purpose for me. It was no longer something that was true.
I was tied up, gaged, and being forced onto a plane with a gun to my head. And the worse part was, that I still had no idea where my Roza was. Or even if someone had noticed she was missing. There were so many things going through my head that I could not focus on just one of them.
I was so confused as to what and why everything was going on. How had Tasha and Adrian figured out where I was. Normal conventions were well known and easy to find, but this had been different. Alberta had planned a more private event for me. A few of her personal friends, teaching me what they knew and were good at. It was close knit and definitely something that would teach me a lot.
"You know I always use to envy you." Adrian sat in front of me, as the plane soared through the skies. "I use to think I wanted to be just like you."
He laughed at his statements but I looked away. The only problem was I looked straight into the blue eyes I had learned to hate. Tasha. I felt bad for what I had done to her. I had even taken the time to apologize and try to explain. She had sounded so caring, so understanding. Now I knew it had all been lies.
"I use to think no one would want me, not with you around." Adrain kept on talking as I closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat. I had to come up with a plan or I would be doomed forever.
"He's just a fucking bastard." Tasha chimed in her thoughts and the two of them went off, taking about just how much they hated me.
Instead of listening to them I let myself get lost in my thoughts. I had to find a way out of this. There was no way I was going to let them win. I had done a lot of wrongs in my life, but I was more than willing to admit it now. I now knew what kind of person I had been, the wrong path I had been walking down.
I just wanted my happy ending. I wanted my Roza, my life and my happiness. I no longer wanted the things the old me craved, the selfish needs that hurt those around me. I sighed deeply, once again thinking about karma. Certain that someone like me was never going to get what he wanted. Why would I?
"Get up." I had not been aware I had dozed off until a slap to my face by Tasha's small hands woke me up.
Everything had just been passing by in a blur. I was soon thrown into a waiting car and driven for what seemed like hours. Hours were again I could not focus.
Well, I suppose I could but there was only one person I was thinking about. Rose. My Roza. I just had to know if she was OK. That phone call with Jesse had been haunting me. I could only imagine what he could do to her. Especially if they were alone. I cringed at the thought. Rose had already been through so much.
"Just give it to him already." We had been in the car for a little over two hours when Adrian started yelling at Tasha.
"I mean he's tied up already, do you really think he will get away." Tasha sneaked a peak at me as her eyes darted back to Adrain who was driving.
"He's going to eventually try to get away. He's not that small Tasha. I don't want him getting any ideas." Adrain slammed his fists on the steering wheel and Tasha jumped up in her seat.
Without warning Tasha unbuckled and made her way into the back seat with me. I tried to struggle out of my restraints but it was no use. My hands were handcuffed behind my back, my mouth gaged, and they had even tied some ropes around my torso and legs.
Without warning Tasha pulled out a syringe and needle and pierced my neck with it. I could feel my eyes widen and I was about to scream something but whatever was in it took effect.
Hours later I lay on a concrete floor. I could barely focus on the world around me. My eyes felt heavy and my mind could not focus. I had done many things in my life, but I had never done drugs, I had never felt that way, and it was all so strange to me.
My body refused to work with me, even though they had long taken away all my cuffs and ropes. I was no longer in control of my body. And in my drugged out state, I could not even seem to get myself to care. My body was numb as were my emotions. I could not even seem to pin point why I had been so worried and scared before.
I heard a loud bang come from behind me, but I did not move. Not that I could if I tried. A female gasp rang through the room and my eyes slammed shut. It was too loud, and caused my insides to hurt.
"Dimitri." The voice came closer and I wished it wouldn't.
"Is he, is he OK?" Both voices sounded so familiar but I could not get myself to care.
"Dimitri." I felt small hands on my cheeks, but it was then that my body decided to give into its exhaustion. I needed to sleep, to get lost in the worlds of dreams, so I did just that.
Tell me what you are thinking! I just need to know... Anyone ready to see what the hell is happening? Where is Dimitri? What is going on with Jesse? With Tasha and Adrian?
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