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The author Richelle Mead owns the Vampire Academy universe. I Want To Experience Love is a Vampire Academy Fan Fiction story and it is not intended to infringe on any copyrights held by Richelle Mead or Razor Bill Company. Richelle Mead is the creator of the Vampire Academy characters, however this story is my original work. Copyright 2010 by xx-RedRoseBlackThorn-xx. No copying or reproduction of this work is permitted without my express written authorization.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Continuous Pain and Sorrow
My clothes looked crinkled, my hair was a mess, my make-up was splotchy and my casual manner was missing. But none of those things mattered to me. Not now. Not when I needed to get to Lissa, and fast. She wanted me. Badly. The least I could do was go. Talk to her. Help her. The quick five seconds I took to find where she was, she looked like a mess. A sad, hurting, confused mess. A mess I should have been able to fix up. A mess I should have supported her through. Instead, I let her deal with it alone, so I could what? Spend some alone time with Dimitri? As much as that would appear to me as no problem at all, this time, it was a problem. Because I chose my time to be with Dimitri and not with Lissa. The same thing Dimitri had told me he didn't want to happen on several occasions. Now it has, and now, for once, it has to stop. Lissa comes first, she has always came first, and right this moment, this exact moment, it will be all about her. I'm supposed to be her best friend. The one she is meant to turn to. The one who is meant to be there – for everything. The one who should protect her at all cost. Right now, I'm going to be that friend. The friend I use to be before I met Dimitri.
Running through the guardian wing and up to the Moroi wing; I stopped once I came to a halt at Lissa's door. I needed to take action, and quick. I didn't know whether I should knock and be polite, or barge right in there. I took option two and heavily hit the door. I got it open and shut it loudly behind me. I looked around the room. I found her. She was rocking herself backwards and forwards in a corner of her room. She looked helpless.
"Lissa. Lissa. Oh, god. Lissa, speak to me."
She lifted her head up from in between her knees, but the sight of her was upsetting. Her face was bright red from all the crying and her body was shaking. I knelt down on the floor beside her and held her in my arms.
"Lissa, was it it? What's going on?" I begged for her to tell me.
"Rose, I-I'm so s-sorry," she cried. "I know. I know you're n-not with Chri-Christian. I was s-so rude and m-mean. I didn't m-mean too, I was just hurting so b-bad, I wasn't thinking s-straight a-and oh, I'm so-"
"Hey, shh. It's alright. I know. I know. I never blamed you for thinking that. I know it would have looked like that from the outside. Especially with the circumstances he put you through," I tried explaining to her. "I was hurt that you wouldn't listen to me, but I knew you needed time. I'm here for you Lissa. I accept your apology. Please stop making yourself suffer."
Lissa held onto me tight, and continued to cry on my shoulder. I understood that she was beating herself up about being rude towards me, but there had to be others reasons that made her call me here. It sounded so important and I wished these tears were for me, but they aren't and I know it. After her crying seemed to slow and only patches of tears flowed down her face, I decided to take the time and ask her.
"As much as I would have hoped these tears were just for me, I can't help but think there is another reason you wanted me here," I spoke softly.
"There is something else," she sniffed. "Christian's not getting better, Rose. He's too sick. Nothing is working."
"Are you sure? How do you know this?"
"I'm pretty positive."
"Were you able to go visit him, Lissa?"
Lissa looked towards the floor and took a moment to gather her thoughts together.
"No. He told the nurses to not let me in, but he didn't say I couldn't come by and check for myself."
"Oh Lissa," I said rubbing her back. "Is that why you think he isn't getting better? You looked through the window and there was no improvement..."
"No, I – Um..." She stumbled. "...I walked into the medical clinic and I was able to look at him. Just to make sure he was ok. That's all I was going to do." She looked at me, pleading for me to believe her. "As I was about to turn the corner, I heard Tasha talking to Dr. Olendzki. I couldn't hear or understand much, but she was devastated."
"And you think you heard enough?"
"I know I did! Rose, I can't lose him," she started crying again.
I wiped her tears away and spoke, "This can't be right. I know Christian, and he is a fighter. He wouldn't give himself up."
"I should have listened to you," she said.
I looked at her in shock, "What are you talking about?"
"Y-you noticed he was sick. I should have believed you about not being involved with him. I'm s-such a terrible friend."
"It's not your fault. Please don't beat yourself up over it." I looked at her again and I saw how much it was breaking her. "Lissa, will you be alright here by yourself for a little while?"
"Yes," she sniffed quickly. "Thank you for coming. I know it wasn't important but I needed you, so much."
"It absolutely was important. I'll come back and check on you soon, okay?"
I walked her over to her bed, and assured her that she needed to rest. I tucked the blankets up around her and kissed her on the forehead, before walking away. I pulled out my phone and looked at it. After a while I decided to message Dimitri. He was the only one person I texted.
I'm worried bout Lissa.
Could u check on her l8a?
If Lissa was correct about her suspicions about Christian not getting any better, there was only one place I would be able to get the answers, and that was the medical clinic. My stomach started growling, protesting about getting some breakfast, but at this point in time... I didn't want to eat. I had no appetite. I just wanted answers. And fast. My mobile buzzed in my pocket.
No worries. Should I be concerned about her safety and yours?
I typed out a quick reply and headed in the direction on the clinic.
I'll let u no asap.
I luv u.
I was in luck when Dr. Olendzki was in the front office, trying to sort out some paperwork. I gave the door a little tap and welcomed myself into her office.
"Miss Hathaway, how can I help you?" she asked.
"I was kind of hoping you would be able to share some information with me about Christian's condition," I said with a matter of fact.
She nodded her head in understanding. "Of course. I will have to advise you though, some information I can not expose. It's against the code of patient conduct."
"As much as you could possibly tell me would be fine."
She motioned for me to take a seat, while she hurriedly placed the papers together and quickly named the file, before putting it away.
"What are you interested in knowing, Miss Hathaway?"
I took a deep breath and said, "Look I'm not going to run around the bush, I'm going to be up front. Is Christian any better?"
"I have been able to stabilise him. He is unable to leave the clinic in the mean time."
"That's not answering the question though," I huffed.
"Is there anything else?"
I knew she wouldn't be able to give me a solid answer. Not because she didn't want to, but because it's a breach of patient confidentiality. The only person I would get the answers from were Christian himself. I needed to see him.
"Yes, actually there is. Can I see Christian please?"
Dr. Olendzki's facial expression was shown to me. She let her doctors mask slip, and for a moment there she was debating whether to ask Christian or just plain out say no.
"If you would give me a moment, I'll go check and see if he is up for visitors," she spoke politely.
I sat in the chair, twiddling my thumbs. I was sick of waiting, I just wanted the truth. I saw her walk back and I quickly got to my feet. Please say I can see him. Please, please, please.
"Lord Ozera is willing to see you. However may I remind you, he is not up for arguments for he needs to rest."
I nodded my agreement and walked to his room. I knocked softly informing him of my presence and opened the door. The room was quite dark. The only light that shown was a small lamp in the back of the room. Christian had many wires attached to his body which were connected to many different machines. If I didn't know any better, I felt like I was going to be saying goodbye.
"Hey Fire-boy," I said softly. "What's the 411?"
He let out a small chuckle. "Nothing interesting happens here. You should know that with all your attendance."
"I'll give you that one. So tell me... why all the dramatic effects?" I said pointing around to the room. "Are you trying to audition for my own biographic soap opera series?"
He tried to laugh, but it just came out as an awful painful cough. "How are you?" he asked.
"Oh, I'm fine. Wish I could say the same for you though." He gave me a sad smile. "Christian... what's happening?"
He tried sitting up in the hospital bed, but it was no go, he was too weak. I walked over to him instead and held his hand in my own hands.
"They're trying to find a treatment," his voice was so quiet I could barely make it out.
I nodded my head. I knew what he was telling me. Nothing was working.
"Dr Olendzki said she has you stabilised," I said denying that facts in front of me.
"Rose, it won't la-" Christian started to have a coughing fit. "They have been trying many things, but nothing seems to be working."
"But they'll find something, right? I mean, this illness has happened before." It was a statement rather than a question, but he replied.
"They've seen nothing like it before. It's what's making it so hard for th-" He stopped trying to catch some breath. He started panting really fast and I didn't know what to do. "Rose, I'm dying."
"What?" I stepped back from him in shock. I knew in my mind that was what was happening, but I couldn't accept it.
Christian pressed a button attached to a pipe and I saw some kind of liquid enter his body. "They can stabilise me for a while, but once it gone..."
"But they can do it again, they can find another way to keep you going."
"Rose, no."
"What do you mean no!" I couldn't bare to hear it any more
"Rose," he said begging for me to come closer. I did as he wished. "They have done all they can do. This is it."
"But I don't... I don't understand," I said shaking my head.
"Listen to me," he said before starting to cough for air again. "I know it's hard to believe. I didn't believe it at first either. But I have accepted it, and you need to too."
"But... but... No, it's – it's happening to fast. We didn't know. What about the others? Do they know? Are you going to tell them?"
He squeezed my hand, and closed his eyes for a bit. It was too much for him. I should have tried to be strong for him. But I just couldn't. He couldn't leave me. He couldn't leave... Lissa.
"You remember the day in the feeding room when you said I looked pale?" He asked slowly.
"Of course I remember. I still haven't gotten over the fact that I touched your face," I teased.
He made a small smile. "That was the beginning. I should have listened to you."
"That was over a month ago," I said to myself more than anything.
"Yes, it was. It's been getting stronger every since. The excessive amount of extra blood I was drinking, it was because the illness was draining it out of my system."
"When you came to the clinic with Lissa to get checked... why did they let you go free?"
"Passed it as a growing teenager."
The sound of knocking broke through the silence and Dr Olendzki walked in. She checked the monitors and machines, making sure Christian was as comfortable as he could be.
"I'm sorry to intrude, but it might be best if Christian was able to have some rest now," she advised.
"No, I – please let her stay a while longer," Christian begged. He looked lost. He looked upset. He looked hurt. He looked anxious. Finally, he looked scared. I didn't know how he was feeling with all of this news. He would be feeling lonely, having no one to support him. He had Tasha and now he had me, but the person he needed was Lissa, and that was the one person he stopped from seeing.
"Very well," she said walking out of the room. "Only for a short time longer."
"Christian how long... how long do you have?" I struggled to get the words out.
"Not long... now. The medicine is numbing most of the pain."
"How can you do this? How can you just lie there and not be pissed, or sad, or even lost? How can you be so understanding?" I seethed with pain.
Christian started to pant hard for air again and I realised it was my doing. I gave him a sympathetic look, and mumbled "Breathe in, breathe out."
"Thank you," he whispered.
"I don't want you to go," I blurted out. He didn't look at me, he just closed his eyes. "Can I tell Lissa? She has a right to know."
"No!" He snapped. "She can not know. I don't want her to come in here with pity in her eyes. Please. Please, don't tell her Rose."
I didn't answer him to begin with. He was asking me not to tell my best friend – my sister, that her lover was on his death bed, close to passing away. How could I not tell her? How was it possible for me to not run out of here this minute and alert her of the news. What would be the consequences of my actions if I told her about Christian, and what would be the consequence of keeping Christian's secret? It would pull me apart inside to keep such important facts unknown from Lissa. Whereas it would tear me apart if I didn't oblige a death wish. My mind was made up. Either chose I choose will hurt me and the ones I care about most.
"I won't tell her, if that's what you are certain you want. But saying that, I better be on your dying will?" I said trying to lighten the mood.
"Thank you," he breathed with relief.
"Oh my god," I yelled. "Christian, Lissa could heal you!"
"No, she can't. She tried when she was here last time. It didn't heal a thing. Even when I..." He couldn't get the words out, but I knew he meant when he passes away. "...she is already shadow-kissed. It can't be done again."
"Are you sure? We haven't even tried..."
"Please, Rose... I've accepted my fate. Please just... let it be."
"What... what would I tell her?"
He took a deep breath, "Tell her I died a sudden death. Tell her, no one saw it coming. Tell her – tell her, I love her."
I nodded my head and sat on the seat beside him. He closed his eyes and I took the time to process my mind. I thought about: Victor, Dimitri, Lissa, Tasha, the attacks, the illness, the bracelet, graduation.
The bracelet.
The bracelet was left by Victor. It must be important. Until now, I had totally forgotten about it, but I'm going to work on it now. Maybe it could somehow link me to Victor. I pulled out my mobile and noticed I had 1 new message. I didn't even feel it vibrate in my pocket. I opened it up and it's from Dimitri.
Lissa told me what's on her mind and she is sleeping at the moment.
Do you need me?
Well at least I didn't have to break the news to Dimitri. I sent him a new text.
No, I'm ok 4 da moment.
Plz, watch her.
I've got sumthin 2 figure out wid Eddie.
I'll meet u 2 soon.
I shifted in my seat and it caused Christian to open his eyes.
"Sorry, to wake you. I'm going to leave you alone to rest now, but before I do, is there anything you need."
Christian shook his head, but spoke, "You're an amazing person, Rose. Don't listen to anyone who tells you otherwise. If you tell anyone this, I will haunt you when I'm gone, but I always cared and thought of you as a friend. You annoy the shit out of me, but I'd do anything for you."
I laughed at his statement and gave him a kiss on the forehead goodbye.
"I'll see you soon, okay," I warned. "Don't you dare go anywhere until I come back. Promise me."
"Rose," he tried laughing but coughed instead. "I can't promise you that."
"The hell you can't. You're Christian Ozera, you can do anything you bloody want to do." I gave him a warm smile and finished with, "Promise me you'll wait."
"I promise," he said with a all to familiar smirk.
Walking out of the hospital was a hard challenge for me to complete. I didn't want to leave. I didn't want to leave Christian. I didn't want to leave behind the mess which had been created. Even though Christian promised me that he will still be there when I returned, it still felt like I was walking away. Like it would be the last time I saw him, spoke to him, and teased him. I felt my eyes begin to water and I shook my head, hoping to bring myself back together.
I went to the cafeteria first to grab a bite to eat. I still wasn't in the mood for eating, but I knew all too well that if I didn't eat my body would be in trouble. It was around lunch time, so I was out of luck for getting doughnuts, but I did happen to take some greasy fries and a can of lemonade. I scanned the area for any sight of Eddie and I was out of luck, once again. Repeating, not to want to eat in the cafeteria, I carried my food to the walkway outside looking for a place to go. A couple of guardians gave me odd looks, but didn't comment on my behaviour. I was still searching for any sign of Eddie when I found the pond, I, on occasion visited. My phone started vibrating none stop, so I realised I was receiving an incoming call. I threw the rest of my fry in my mouth and answered my mobile.
"Hathaway."
"I hope you aren't putting yourself in danger," Dimitri's voice was stern.
"No, No. Not at all. I'm just trying to figure everything out. My head is a wild mess."
"Which is why you shouldn't do anything irrational," he stated.
"Since when have I done anything irrational?" I asked irritated.
The line went silent.
"How's Lissa doing?"
"She is still sleeping. The longer she rests the better it will be for her. She was asking for you though. She she should have been back by now. Did something go wrong when you went to see Christian?"
"You have no idea," I sighed.
The line silenced once again.
"Dimitri where are you?"
He didn't answer straight away, "in my room. Reading a novel," he said slowly. "Why so interested?"
"Just curious... you always seem to know where I am. It feels like we are connected by an invisible force," I muttered. "Sounds corny I know, but if you were in danger, I'm positive I would sense it."
"How's the atmosphere around the pond? Have you stunned the fish to doom yet?"
I snorted, "see? nothing can get by you. And no, there still seems to be fish swimming around."
I grabbed a fry and shoved it into my mouth.
"I'm on duty shortly. If I see you by the pond..."
"I know, I know," I said while rolling my eyes. "I wish you were here with me," I whispered.
I heard Dimitri take a sharp breath, but he didn't say anything to my statement. He did break the silence though.
"Rose, I must be going now. I'll see you soon."
"I love you."
I sat on the bench a while longer, finishing up my fries. It did taste good to have some food in my stomach, but the thought of eating made me want to gag. I drank the last sip of coke before I went to seek Eddie. He wasn't in the library, gymnasium, classrooms or common room, so I went to his dorm instead. I only hoped that Carly wasn't there, because I wasn't in the mood to hear moaning noises when I arrived at his door. Some luck did happen today after all. Eddie opened his door on my first knock and he was alone. Perfect!
"Rose, didn't expect you to be standing in my door way," he said.
"Look, I'm sorry about my behaviour. It's some type of affect I receive from Lissa when she uses to much magic. Please give Carly my regards," I sighed.
Eddie grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the couch to sit beside him.
"You look so withdrawn. Have you not been sleeping well?"
"No, I haven't been. There's actually something I need to ask you," I asked looking at my hands.
"Shoot."
"You can say no straight away, and don't feel like you have to but, I need your help." I looked up at Eddie. "Do you remember the bracelet Stan returned to me on the plane back from the Royal Court?"
Eddie's eyebrows furrowed together while he thought about the memory. "Yep. It was the gold one?"
I nodded, "I didn't forget to pack it. Victor left it for me. It's a lot to explain and I really don't feel like going into details right now. I do however, need you to help me work out: why he gave it to me, why now and what's the importance behind it."
Eddie eyed me for a moment, before nodding his head. "Alright, lets say I help you. Will you explain it all to me after we get what we need?"
"Yes – of course. You can pull out at any time, I just need-"
"Rose," Eddie interrupted. "I'm in. I'll help you. Just tell me what you need me to do and I'll do it."
I closed my eyes and smiled. "Thank you, Eddie. Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me."
"Not a problem, I would do anything for you. Now... when do we start?"
"Um, right away if you're up to it."
"Sure, I'll just clean up a little bit around here and then I'm all yours," he smiled. "I might have to give Carly a quick call, but I shouldn't be too long. How about we meet up... let's say – your dorm? That's where the bracelet is at the moment?"
"My dorm is fine. It's probably best you have a look at it yourself. I'm pretty sure, I remember you saying that you're mum is a fine jeweller... maybe you will be able to tell me a little about it. Where it's from? The price? Anything that could give me a clue to Victor. He must have had given it to me for a reason."
"I should be able to do that. Then we can do a quick cross check on the Network. I remember how to hack into the system. It should be pretty simple, shouldn't take too long at all," he agreed.
Walking back to my dorm, I remembered that I left my room in a terrible state. What would Eddie think about it all? I quickly walked to my room, hopefully I would get there quick enough to clean up the mess, so it would at least looked a bit more presentable. I opened the door and gasped. I was in the correct room, wasn't I? I walked back out and checked the other doors. Yep. It was my dorm, but it was now clean and put back together. I had new sheets, blankets, pillows, curtains, lamps, chairs... I took a closer look at the drawers and they had been put back together. All the mess on the floor had been cleared out and my clothes were neatly folded. I saw a note near the laptop and read it.
Everything should be in working order. You have new sheets and pillows. Please try not to hurt these ones, they are as innocent as they come.
The note didn't say who it was from, but I already knew. It was from Dimitri. I didn't send him a text, I thought it would be a more polite way to say "thank-you" in person. I have some ideas on how I might be able to thank him, I just hope that he is going to be up to it. A knock on my door stopped my day dreaming and I told Eddie to come straight in.
"I hope Carly wasn't too mad I'm taking up your time," I stated.
"Nah, she is cool with it. It gives her some time to spend with her friends. She hasn't been doing much of it lately," he replied.
"I hope you know I appreciate it."
"Like I said before... anything for you. So where is this bracelet you have been talking non-stop about?" he winked.
"Over here," I motioned him over.
He picked up the bracelet and had a closer look at it. "Well he certainly has taste. This bracelet doesn't come cheap. I'll say at least $30,000."
"Good to know he still has money growing off trees," I muttered.
"Is this an engraving? Oh, its your name. That's a little creepy if you ask me."
"I agree with you. So what do you think?"
He walked over to my laptop with the bracelet in between his fingers and sat down. "I can't say much sorry. But I'll get on their system and I'll be able to tell you."
It didn't take long for Eddie to hack in. Like he said, it looked simple. We searched through different brands of bracelets and codes.
"Ah ha!... got it!" Eddie shouted with happiness.
"What does it all mean? This looks like a new language to me," I said wiggling my nose.
"Alright, let's look," he said scrolling through the information. "My bad, I was incorrect. It's valued at the minimum of $45 000. It came from 'Al Jizah' in 'Egypt. However, it got imported to 'Corinth' in 'Greece' where Victor must have had purchased it."
I screwed up my face, "what the hell would Victor be doing in Greece?"
"Hiding? It's not a likely candidate to go looking for him. Someone else could have purchased it, and then passed it along to Victor," Eddie suggested.
"That seems more likely, because Victor was in the cell, he couldn't have flown to Greece. Can you find out what the purchase name was under?"
"Yep, I'll just click here, and – here we go... Mr Dan Cunningham. Oh wait, cross that out. They found out that it was a false name, and wrote it on the data base. Sorry Rose," he said apologetically.
"Don't be sorry Eddie. You have nothing to be sorry for. You helped so much. We found out where it was brought from... you know us... We can sort it out from any sort of lead.
Eddie placed the bracelet back in it's box and apologised once more, before leaving. I was on my way to visit Christian again, when I heard shouting from the medical clinic. I rushed in and the nurses with Dr Olendzki were surrounding Christian. I pushed through the nurses and grabbed hold of Christian hand.
"Christian, Christian!"
"I need you to step away, Rose," Dr Olendzki instructed.
Christian's eyes barely opened. No. No. No!
"Christian look at me. Please, look at me. Christian!" I begged.
"I need some help in here!" Dr Olendzki shouted to someone near by.
"Christian! Wake up! Please! Oh god, Christian!"
I saw the nurses plugging more equipment onto his body. They started giving him different medication and were flickering lights in his eyes.
"I need you, Christian. Please, wake up. I need you. I need you," I cried.
Dr Olendzki was now pumping Christian's heart. My eye sight started to become blurry from my tears. The nurses tried pushing me away from Christian, but I kept holding on tight to his bed. I wasn't about to let him go. He had to get through this. He had too!
"What's happening? Why isn't anything working? Someone speak to me, please!"
I tried holding on to Christian's hand again, but strong arms pulled me away. Arms I couldn't compete with. Arms I usually never wanted to leave. He pulled me out of the room. I tried struggling against him, but it was no hope.
"I need to be in there with him. Let me go," I seethed.
"I'm not letting you go in there. So calm down," he ordered.
"He can't leave. He can't leave us. He just can't," I cried onto his chest.
He tried soothing me by running his fingers through my hair. I turned my face to look up at him, but I saw Tasha in the corner of my eye. I stared at her, only to notice tears of her own. I turned my head back to Dimitri's chest. The nurse's were calmer than they were in the beginning so I took it as a better sign, but no one came out to tell us if he was okay, so I took that as a bad sign.
"Roza," he soft voice called. "Do you need a drink of water?"
I moved my head back to look at him and he was being so caring. It was written all over his face and body language. I wiped away my tears and nodded my head. He reluctantly let me go, looking back several times to check on me before turning the corner. I sat down on a near by seat and closed my eyes. I heard Tasha sniffling not too far away from me, and for once I didn't want to punch her in the face. She was suffering the same feelings as I was, and she had the right too. I was about to go over there... but I didn't know what I was going to say, or do. Not in this situation and not when I've had nothing but bad things to say about her.
I let my had fall back against the wall, but loud shouting and orders made my head snap up again. It was the nurses and Dr Olendzki with Christian.
"His gone again. Get the machine ready," Dr Olendzki demanded.
The nurse obliged and handed her the machine. I looked around and noticed Dimitri still wasn't in the room. I took advantage and ran into the room Christian was held in. I caught a nurse's attention, but she didn't try and push me out this time. She was too busy working on Christian. I stared at him. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. He wasn't doing... anything.
"His not responding," one of the nurses said.
"Christian, please just listen for once and wake the fuck up," I cried again. "You can't leave yet. You have so much you need to do."
"Where's Belikov?" Dr Olendzki asked a nurse. The nurse shrugged and got back to work.
"Please. I need Christian back. Please, don't let him die," I begged.
"We are trying our best Miss Hathaway. Please stay out of our way."
Christian still wasn't doing anything. It will be too long for response soon. For god sake wake up you selfish animal!
"Christian," I yelled. "You're a coward! Wake up. Prove yourself to me, you selfish coward!"
I felt Dimitri hold my arms down and bring my back to his chest. I still tried struggling against him again, but I don't know why I bothered.
"Take her out and make sure you stays out," order Dr Olendzki.
"Christian!" I yelled while Dimitri was dragging me away. "You promised me."
Dimitri dragged me to the door and I latched my hands around the metal bars. He would have to try his damn hardest to make me leave this room. Dimitri tried peeling my fingers off the bars, but I ended up kicking him. He fought back of course and we ended up sparing in the room. Dimitri won and held me down. I was exhausted, I couldn't fight him any longer. As he held me and pulled me back, I told Christian one last thing.
"You promised me you would wait! You promised!" I yelled. I took one last look at his face and whispered, "I love you."