Hey Everyone! So it wasn't a month long wait this time! It very well could have been because I struggled a lot with this chapter. I actually had an entire different ending to it and was going to make it a two part but it didn't feel right. I'm sorry but you all are going to hate this chapter BUT just think it's one more chapter closer to the happiness at the end right? Does that actually help? I don't know. Just know I'm sorry. This was always supposed to be part of the plot…with that said. ENJOY! Hopefully.

Let me know what you guys think…then again maybe not…well yes go ahead please. I don't mind if you cuss me out. I actually get kind of amused by it so go ahead if you want to!

Rose- 17 Dimitri- 19

I glanced over at the small box peeking out of the grocery bag on my sink.

"No," I told myself adamantly out loud. There's no way I'm pregnant. "It's not possible!"

Yet if that's true, why have I found myself sitting on the floor in front of this toilet three times already this week? At first I pushed it off as maybe I was getting a stomach bug, then the second time, maybe I just ate something bad? Then I realized I was a week late for my period and have been having some weird mood swings. I got the test yesterday and told myself if I still hadn't started by this morning, I would take it just in case. Now here I am, once again in front of the toilet after puking my guts up staring at a tiny box like it held the answers to the universe.

I slowly got up and went and brushed my teeth. Then I went out into my room and grabbed a water bottle and downed half of it before heading back to the bathroom. It's now or never.

Exactly 4 minutes later, I found myself back on the bathroom floor but for a completely different reason. I stared at the little pink plus sign praying it would change. There's no way that could be right. I'm on birth control. I grabbed my phone and scrolled to Dimitri's name then I paused. He's leaving today. If I tell him he'll stay. Do I want him to? I don't even know what I'm doing right now. Maybe I should wait and tell him later after he's already in LA and we can talk about it then? Do I even want a baby right now? Does he? Abortion is definitely not an option, not for me anyways. I'm only a junior in high school though.

About then my phone started ringing. I accidentally dropped it then it took me a few seconds to pick it back up because my hands were shaking so bad. I quickly answered trying to get it before it went to voicemail.

"H-h-h-e-eyy," I said, my voice shaking.

"You ok? You sound weird," Dimitri said sounding concerned.

"Yea, I'm good. Just feeling a little off today. Maybe it's a bug or something," I said trying to pretend to be a bit more cheerful. Luckily he wouldn't expect me to be super cheerful today.

"Oh ok," he said unsure. "Still want me to come get you now?"

"Yea of course. I'll be ready in like ten minutes if you want to head this way," I told him. He wanted to spend his last night at home with his family but as soon as they'd all gone to bed, he'd snuck over here and stayed with me until early this morning.

"Ok, I'll be there in a few. You sure you're ok?" he asked.

"I'm fine. You worry too much," I teased. "I'll see you in a few minutes. Love you."

"You too," he said before clicking off. I rolled my eyes. Truth was I was honestly surprised he'd noticed I sounded off. The last week he'd been off. I don't know if it was just the stress of moving, his anxiety or what but he'd been running hot and cold all week and had seemed really distracted. Not that I'd been much better with all of this going on. Now I have less than ten minutes to decide what to do. Do I tell him or no?

Unfortunately, ten minutes later when he pulled up, I'd still not came to a decision. I hurriedly made my way out the door and into his truck.

"Hey babe," I said more cheerful than I felt.

"Hey," he said pulling the truck out of the driveway and onto the road.

"You all packed and ready?" I asked.

"I was packed yesterday, you know that," he smiled. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, sorry I forgot some people are weird and pack super early," I teased.

"It's not weird and it's only a day early. Some of us actually like to make sure we have everything we need and are not late. Plus, now it gives me extra time to hang out today," he explained.

"I guess that's true," I admitted.

"Did you just agree with me? You are feeling off today. I hope it's nothing serious," he said worriedly. Now was my chance, the perfect opportunity.

"Well actually…" I started before really knowing where I was going with it. I paused to gather my thoughts as he glanced at me worriedly. About then we tuned on his street and I saw the huge banner they'd hung on the porch that said 'Farewell Dimka' in Russian. I'd forgotten they were going to do that. they were all standing on the porch wearing party hats and those little blow toys that roll out when you blow into them. "Well actually I'm feeling a lot better."

Later, definitely later.

Present:

I made my way back to Lissa's. Thankfully everyone had left. Hopefully for the night because I really didn't want to see anyone. I walked in and sighed as I plopped on the couch.

"You ok?" Lissa asked coming to sit by me.

"Where's Aj?" I asked.

"With the Belikovs. He wanted a sleepover with Paul and Zoya and I figured you would need a friend."

"I know you're expecting me to talk about my mom but something else happened," I said closing my eyes and leaning back on the couch.

"I'm going to assume something with Dimitri since he texted me about 15 minutes ago saying you'd be here soon," she said warily. "Did you fight?"

"No, it was worse than that. You can not judge and have to be on my side on this," I warned.

"Did you sleep with him?" she gasped. My first reaction was to be pissed that it had even crossed her mind then I realized I did kiss him so…she took my reaction as a yes. "Rose!"

"I didn't…but we did kiss…" I said putting my head in my hands. "I didn't mean to but he found me in one of our old spots. We talked about seeing my mom today and everything I found out, I'll get into that later. Then we started talking like we did before he left. Next thing I knew we were kissing. I'm not for sure who initiated it but I certainly didn't stop it. Not until his hand came close to my scars. Then I stopped it and left. I'm a slut. He has a girlfriend and I kissed him!"

"Ok well first off, you're not a slut. It was an accident. We all make mistakes. What does this mean for you two now though? Are you going to tell him?"

"I don't know. I know it can't mean anything. We can't go there again even if he goes home and breaks up with Tasha right now, we can't. I can't. It just, it was too much like the old days. Being in our old spot talking about my family issues. It was just like high school. Before I knew it, I was sucked into the old emotions. I do need to tell him. I know I do. I just can't yet. I will though."

"I wouldn't wait too much longer but I do understand. I'm glad you've finally decided to tell him."

"Eh," I shrugged not knowing what to say. "He deserves to know. But you can't push me. I will tell him when I'm ready."

"Do you want to talk about what happened with your mother?"

"Well, she blamed me for her kicking me out and tried to act like she was right to do it. She kicked me out because she went through my medical bills and found out about Connor then tries to blame it on me not following the rules or some shit. I literally had just lost my baby and she kicks me out then blames me. Then, and this is the kicker, she confirmed that Stan is not my bio dad. So, I have no father."

"What? Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed surprised. "Wait, what do you mean confirmed?"

"Well when Stan kicked me out, he told me he wasn't but I didn't know if he actually wasn't or if that was his way of disowning me and trying to hurt me. At the time, I didn't really think about it because I was too wrapped up in everything else but when I mentioned it today her reaction confirmed it."

"Oh Rose I'm so sorry," she said sadly. I shrugged not really wanting to talk about it anymore.

"It's whatever. I guess it's a good thing I'm not actually related to that monster."

"Any ideas who it is?"

"No and honestly I doubt I ever will. I don't want to talk to her again anytime soon, possibly ever and I sure as hell want nothing to do with Stan ever again," I told her honestly.

"I'm sorry. You deserve better than those…jerks!" she said so adamantly it made me laugh. That was the equivalent of her cussing someone out.

"So, You don't have to but we were talking about taking you out to celebrate your finished song. Vika was wanting to go into the city and actually hit a club. Instead of the places around here but if you're not up to it we don't have to," she said hesitantly.

"No, that sounds good. I know you're about to hate what I'm about to say but I'm considering going back to LA soon. Like in the next couple of days," I told her honestly.

"What? Why so soon?"

"A couple of reasons. One I don't want to run into my mom again and definitely not Stan. Don't get me wrong if that was the only reason I wouldn't leave because I won't let them run me off like that but it's not. I also think it might make things easier for Dimitri. He needs time to reconnect with his family on his own without worrying about his ex showing up everywhere. I know it stresses Tasha out and causes problems between them and as much as I hate to admit it I can't blame her. How would I feel if the guy I think I'm in love with's ex girlfriend is living with his mom and sister's, godmother to one of their babies, and constantly around? Plus, finishing this single makes me anxious to work on more and while I can't actually do that without a producer, I can write. And I have a ploy for Adrian but I need him back in LA."

"I mean I understand but I don't like it. I think you're running away from your problems so you don't have to deal with them right now but I get it. Just promise you will still tell him," she said sadly but without a fight. It was something I'd had in the back of my mind since yesterday and I wasn't for sure if that's what I wanted just yet but I figured it's easier to prepare her for it now.

"I can't promise when it will be but I will tell him," I told her honestly. And I meant it. If it was me, I would want to know and even though it will kill me, he deserves to know.

She let it go and we made our way to her master bathroom to get ready. Vika, Mason, and Adrian came back over to get ready. Well the boys were already, ready so they watched TV while we got ready. Christian was going to but there wasn't enough room for six people in the car so he figured it'd be better if he stayed with Tasha and Dimitri over Adrian. They'd just meet us there. Since we were going clubbing we all wore outfits a little more risqué than normal. I wore a black dress with a strip of leather at midthigh, it was long sleeve but had a low cut front that followed the line of my bra and had corset type ties all the way up the arms and down until mid-back. It was tight and hugged my figure but also left plenty of room for movement and to breathe. I had Vika curl my hair again and went for a smoky eye with red lips and paired it with red high heels. Lissa wore a white, one shoulder chiffon dress that hugged her curves and had a black belt around the waist. The one sleeve was a see-through lace. She went with a natural eye that accentuated her green eyes and pulled her up in a cute updo to accentuate her neck. Vika went with a black and purple mini dress. From midthigh to her waist was tight black leather, the top was a strapless purple chiffon material that tied in a knot at the top of her boobs and was loose enough to not be too much but tight enough to show off her boobs. She left her hair straight but put a little wave in her ends to make it frame her face and give it extra volume. She did a purple smoky eye with a dark nude lip.

"Are we allowed to leave the house like this?" I laughed after checking everyone out. "I feel like we're prostitutes."

"Whatever, we're hot," Vika smirked. "Plus we don't have anything showing that shouldn't be. Embrace it."

"I don't know," Lissa smiled. I knew she was conflicted. As a mom, she hated to dress this way, as a woman, she loved it.

"Trust me Liss, Christian is going to hit the floor when he see's you. You look amazing. Plus you look the most modest out of all of us," I teased. She smiled at that and checked herself out again.

"Pregame selfie's?" Vika suggested. We nodded and spent the next 10 minutes posing for pics until Adrian hollered at us. When we made it downstairs we took a few more with the boys.

Finally, 45 minutes later we arrived and had found a table. Honestly I loved dancing so I loved coming here. Though I loved actual dancing more than just the grinding. There's a reason I learned to ballroom dance in high school. We had all just gotten our drinks when Dimitri, Christian, and Tasha arrived. Dimitri's eyes widened a little when he saw us but I quickly looked away so I wouldn't notice his reaction. I laughed when Christians jaw dropped as he ran over to Lissa. My laughter froze though when I noticed Tasha, she was too happy. Practically radiating joy.

"We're engaged!" Tasha squealed as she reached us. Sure, enough I looked at her hand to find a ring, and not just any ring. Pain shot through every nerve ending on my body as I lost my breath. On her finger was Yeva's wedding ring that she'd saved for Dimitri to give to his future wife. He'd shown it to me a couple of months after we'd been dating saying that he intended to give it to me one day. Everyone at the table seemed shocked as well but were able to smile and offer their congratulations. I felt Adrian's hand on my knee and pretended to smile. I didn't say anything. One, because I didn't think I could get the words out and two, because everyone at this table knew anything I would have said would have been faker than her nose. I looked up at Dimitri who was giving me a look. I knew he wanted to talk to me but I couldn't. Luckily, I knew he wouldn't ask me to go anywhere with him with her right there and he wouldn't mention anything in this crowd of people. As much as I wanted to run off, I knew if I did he would corner me. I sat there in agony as I watched everyone congratulate them. I know that I've said that we could never be together again but I never realized it would hurt this bad to see my ring on someone else's finger.

"Breathe," Adrian whispered in my ear. That's when I realized I'd been holding my breath. I took a ragged breath as tears welled up. I looked down and pretended to look at my phone as I blinked them away. I refuse to cry in front of Tasha. Dimitri and Christian headed over to the bar to get everyones next round and I used it as my cue to escape for a minute or two. I waited until Dimitri was actually talking to the bartender to head towards the bathroom knowing it was my best chance without him cornering me.

"Adrian please do not let him come near me tonight as best you can. I can't talk to him tonight," I whispered to him before making my retreat. I made it to the bathroom and locked the door. I slid down the door as the tears hit. I took a few gasping breaths as I tried to will the pain and tears away.

"No," I told myself. "I'm not going to sit here and cry over him."

I've been in this situation before and I wasn't going to go back. If he wants to marry that bitch then good for him. I'm Rose Hathaway (guess now I understand why I had my moms last name instead of Stan's but that's to save for another day). I've been through hell and back and that hasn't broke me, this won't either. How dare he kiss me then go get engaged to her within a few hours? Nope this is not going to get my tears.

I stood up feeling empowered and angry. I went over to the mirror and checked my makeup. Thank God for waterproof. I fixed the little bit that had smudged and reapplied my lipstick.

"You're Rose Hathaway Damn it. You've survived worse and he's not worth your pain," I said giving myself a pep talk. Unfortunately it was only ¾ working. The other part of me was thinking about how I just wanted to fly back to LA and put this trip behind me. I had started to let my guard down and this is what I got. No more.

As I left I crashed into a hard body. I looked up to see Dimitri.

"We need to talk," he said.

"Not really," I said more cheerful than I felt. I started to walk away before changing my mind and turning around to him. "Tell me Dimitri does she know about earlier? I'm going to assume not. It's ok, I wasn't expecting anything to come of it. It was really, a horrible mistake but still. That's low even for you."

"It's not like that, can I please explain?" he begged.

"I'm sorry Dimitri but I really don't want to hear it. I knew better than to let my guard down with you again and yet I did so that's on me. Really though there's nothing to explain. She's your girlfriend and now I guess your fiancé, you should go celebrate with her. I'm fine and I'll be fine. I'll see you around," I said with a note of finality and force that I didn't actually feel. I turned and walked off to the table. When I got there Adrian looked apologetic.

"I'm so sorry! I was trying to watch him and watch to see if you had left the bathroom and when I checked by the bathrooms he disappeared," he said apologetically.

"It's fine," I smiled softly. "I got out what I needed to then left. How about we dance? I need a distraction."

"You sure?" Adrian asked warily. I knew his hesitation. All I really wanted to do was leave this place as soon as possible but if I did, they would win and there's no way I would let Tasha beat me. I knew that's why she announced it like she did, just to rub it in my face. Even though I was dying inside I was not about to let her see it. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor. The first song that came on made me laugh, it was a remix of the song 'GDFR" or in other words "Goin' Down For Real". Adrian raised an eyebrow knowing where my thoughts had went but I shrugged it off and tried to lose myself in the music. In middle and high school, I'd used dance as an escape. The only one I ever really opened up to had been Dimitri and even then, I tried not too as much as possible for fear of sounding weak or helpless so I used dance. I loved softball and it would always be my favorite sport but even after Connor after I'd quit softball and dance altogether, I found myself in the studio trying to dance the pain away. Obviously, it hadn't worked but it was a nice release.

Next was "Work from Home" by Fifth Harmony. I stayed with Adrian and went a little dirtier this time around without being vulgar. I felt Dimitri's eyes on me but I tried my hardest to ignore it. So, the night went. Pretty soon everyone else joined us, Dimitri and Tasha were on the opposite side of our little circle so I made sure to keep my eyes away from that direction. After a while they played 'Wobble' which happened to be my favorite line dance and by the end of it I actually felt lighter than I had all day. We made our way back to the table as the guys went and got everyone drinks. I stuck with water knowing even though it would be so easy to fall into my old patterns of drinking the night away, I didn't want to. How's that for growth? I find out my father isn't my father, make-out with my ex who then gets engaged to another woman in just a couple of hours and still manage to only have one alcoholic beverage. Honestly, I was pretty proud of that decision, not that I'd let anyone else know. Though I could tell by the look on Lissa and Mason's face they were surprised themselves. Fortunately no one else at the table knew how hard I'd fallen into the bottle during my depression. I'd hid the worst of it from Vika and never opened up to anyone else about it. I wasn't an alcoholic by any means, I could go without alcohol no problem. I just had a habit of using it to numb the pain when it got to be too much. That's why I only drank occasionally. Here lately there'd been a lot of celebrating and going out so I'd decided tonight I was only going to have one or two.

"Hey Vika, I was wondering. As Dimitri's sister would you like to be one of my bridesmaids?" Tasha asked loudly. I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

"Um well that's really nice of you to ask," Vika said hesitantly put on the spot. She glanced over at me but I pretended like I wasn't paying attention. As much as I wanted her to say no for me, I wanted her to say yes for her. It was Dimitri's wedding after all.

"You don't have to decide tonight, I just thought I'd go ahead and ask. I figure we'll have our wedding shortly. No sense in having a long engagement, we've already been together for four years now."

"Where are you thinking of having it?" I asked catching her off guard. Yes it hurt to be talking about it but I wasn't going to back down. She'd brought it up to hurt me so I was going to act like it didn't bother me at all.

"Oh um I'm not sure yet. I've always though a destination wedding on a private island would be amazing of course then we'd have to worry about flying everyone in. friends, family, paparazzi. Though a castle sounds great too," she smiled.

"Have you talked to Dimitri? He's always wanted a quiet country wedding. Just family and close friends," I smirked knowing I'd pissed her off by knowing something she didn't about him.

"Well like I said nothings for sure. We've only been engaged for a couple of hours," she smiled. By then the guys had all come back and handed out the drinks.

"What are we talking about ladies?" Adrian asked with a smirk.

"Just girl talk," I smiled. inside I wanted to scream but I held it in. I leaned over into Adrian for support and he wrapped an arm around me pulling me closer to him. I knew on the outside it looked a lot more intimate than it really was and laughed a little on the inside when I saw Dimitri's face. He tried to remain impassive but I saw him narrow his eyes just slightly. I sat there quietly while everyone took turns telling stories or talking about things they'd been up to. I even found myself laughing a few times.

"Wait, I thought you said you didn't dance?" Tasha asked Dimitri as Vika was telling a story about my freshman spring show and the prank I'd pulled.

"Did I? Oh," Dimitri answered knowing he was about to get caught.

"If that's what he told you he lied. He's actually a really good dancer for his build," I admitted. "Great at ballroom."

"Wait the ice king can ballroom dance?" Adrian asked.

"Yep," I smirked at Adrian's nickname for him.

"What kind of dancing are we talking about?" Adrian questioned obviously amused. I thought Tasha was going to blow a fuse.

"Well, I talked him into learning how to Samba, Tango, Paso Doble, and Salsa," I smiled as Dimitri grimaced.

"Wow, Dimitri. I'm Surprised," Adrian laughed. "That's actually impressive."

"It's really not a big thing," he shrugged.

"I just never saw you as the ballroom dancing type," Adrian teased.

"Well he didn't have a choice. Roza needed a partner so she forced him to cause nobody else would and he couldn't say no to her," Vika laughed. I smiled too remembering how it'd taken like a month of begging before he finally caved.

"Well who would?" Lissa laughed. "If you did, you got punished!"

"Ok I was not that bad," I defended with a laugh.

"Well Dimi, I guess you can teach me a dance or two for our wedding," Tasha said excitedly.

"I better not, I don't really remember most of it," he said reluctantly. About then 'Strip That Down' by Liam Payne came on.

"Hey come dance with me Adrian. I love this song!" I said a little more enthusiastically than I felt. He smiled and led me out to the dance floor. Everyone except Dimitri and Tasha followed us.

We stayed for a whole new round of songs but after a while we decided to call it a night. This time Vika rode back with Dimitri, Tasha and Christian. She had to babysit in the morning so she wanted to stay at her own house. After I dropped Mason off at his house, Adrian, Lissa, and I made our way back to her house. They both went to bed while I pretended to but after they went to their rooms, I snuck out back to go sit by the pool. I thought about everything that had happened. Pretty soon I realized, it was time for me to go back to LA possibly permanently.

As much as I hated to admit it, it seemed like the best option. If everything worked out, Mason and Lissa would be moving out to LA soon and as much as it killed me, I know I should distance myself from the Belikovs. It's not fair for Dimitri or even for Tasha for me to still be around. For one, I know a few of the Belikovs such as Paul and Vika will never give Tasha a fair chance with me still around. That's not fair to Dimitri or them. Tasha asking Vika to be a bridesmaid proved that. I know she only asked like that because I was there but it's an unfair position to put Vika in. Of course, she wants to be a part of her brother's wedding but her loyalty to me will stop her if I don't do something. Plus, I don't know that I can stand being around and watching Dimitri and Tasha together. Heaven forbid if they have kids, that would probably kill me. I can't stick around and watch that. I think it will just be easier if I distance myself out. I don't know that I could ever fully leave, not after everything they've done for me. They might as well be my family but Dimitri was right, I did steal his.

So, it's settled. Tomorrow I head back to LA. Permanently.