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CHAPTER 25

RPOV

"It's so weird Christian's cousin is our teacher now," Lissa said as we walked toward the school exit. She was telling me about last night's dinner party with Christian's family. "But she's nice. I like her."

"Sure," I muttered, not really in the mood to talk about Tasha. I knew she wasn't a threat – Dimitri sure made me realize that today as he'd kept telling me over and over again that he loved me – but I still hated her. I hated her for hurting Dimitri in the past and I hated her for trying to get him back now.

"What's wrong?" Lissa asked.

"Nothing," I said quickly.

"Rose," she said, giving me a stern look, "I've known you long enough to know when something's wrong."

I let out a sigh. "Fine. You're right."

"Will you tell me what's upsetting you?" she asked.

I shrugged. "Nothing's upsetting me. I just get moody when you keep talking about her."

"You mean Tasha?"

"Yes," I said, clenching my jaw.

Lissa frowned. "Why?"

"She's Dimitri's ex-girlfriend," I mumbled.

Her eyes widened in shock. "Really?"

I nodded.

"Wow."

"Yeah," I said. "And guess what, she's trying to get him back."

"What?" she exclaimed.

"But he doesn't want her back," I continued. "The only problem is she won't take the hint."

"Wow," Lissa repeated. "It must be…unpleasant for you to be her student now."

I laughed humorlessly. "You could say that, yeah."

"I wonder why Christian didn't tell me Tasha's dated Dimitri," Lissa mused.

"Probably because he didn't know," I said shrugging. I suddenly wondered if Dimitri knew Christian was related to Tasha. If he knew, he would've said something about it, right? "It doesn't really matter. I'm just glad that he doesn't want anything to do with her any – what the fuck?!"

"What? What?" Lissa said, looking around.

"There!" I said, staring at the scene before me.

Lissa gasped and her hand flew to her mouth. "Oh my God! Is that…"

"Yeah! It's them alright," I said, my eyes wide as I kept staring at them, shocked.

Camille was making out with Jesse right in front of everyone at the school gate. A few people stopped to stare, but they didn't pay attention to the onlookers.

"I can't believe this," I exclaimed. "Is she stupid?"

"Since when are they an item?" Lissa asked.

"I don't know. It probably happened at the dance or afterwards," I said, still shocked.

"How does he even know Camille?" Lissa said. "I wondered about that at the dance, too."

"I have no idea."

"Well, they look happy," she remarked.

I groaned. "I thought he'd moved! Why does he keep coming back?"

"Does it really matter? It's obvious he isn't coming back for you anymore."

"Thank God," I muttered. "If I didn't hate Camille, I would've warned her to not date that crazy guy."

"You should still warn her," Lissa said. "Even if you hate her."

I shook my head. "No way. She'll never believe me that he's dangerous. And if she tells Jesse, he's going to come after me again. I don't want that. It took me long enough to get rid of him."

"Okay," Lissa said quietly. "It was just a suggestion."

"Let's go," I mumbled.

We walked past them and as if he'd sensed me, he tore himself away from Camille. He looked at me and slowly, a smile spread across his face. I quickly averted my eyes.

"Creep," I muttered.

Even when I'd passed, I still felt him staring at me. When I dared a peek at him, he was kissing Camille again. Looking away again, I let out a sigh of relief.

I said goodbye to Lissa and walked home. Normally, Eddie would walk with me, but these last few days he'd left for home without me. I tried not to think too much about how much I missed our walks, how much I missed him.

Instead, I thought of Jesse and Camille. I was still in shock they were together now. I'd never known they were friends. Jesse had never mentioned her to me when we were together, but it could be possible they'd met after I'd broken up with him.

But something in the back of my mind told me that something wasn't right. I couldn't figure out what, though. I kept thinking about it all night, but eventually I fell asleep.

The next day I forgot about it completely, because I suddenly had another – a more important thing – to worry about. It happened when Lissa and I were walking toward our lockers in the morning. When I opened mine, I noticed a small piece of paper on top of my books. Frowning, I took it out of my locker and unfolded it. My eyes widened in shock when I read what was written down in block letters. A small gasp escaped my lips as I dropped the small piece of paper on the floor.

"What's wrong?" Lissa asked.

I bent down to pick the piece of paper up. "N-nothing."

"You're lying."

Before I could stop her, she snatched it out of my hands. "Oh my God!" she shrieked.

"Shh!" I said, taking the note back from her.

She stared at me, wide-eyed. "Is this for real?"

I looked at the small note again. I closed my eyes for a moment, hoping the words would disappear. But when I opened my eyes, they were still there.

FORBIDDEN RELATIONSHIPS NEVER END WELL. REMEMBER THAT, ROSE.

Yes, this was real. This was no joke. With trembling hands, I folded the note again and shoved it in my jeans pocket.

"Rose, what are you going to do now?" Lissa asked, her face grave.

"I don't know," I whispered. "I don't know what I'm going to do. I…" Tears filled my eyes. "I can't believe someone would do this."

"Do you think it's the same guy who told Lazar?"

"It has to be," I said, panicked. "It has to be. Who else would do this kind of thing?"

"Well, I didn't do it," Lissa said quickly.

"I know. And Eddie wouldn't do this either. He wouldn't do this to me. No matter how mad he is at me right now, he would never do something like this. Right?" I was nearly in hysterics. "Right?" I repeated when she didn't say anything.

"Calm down. Of course he wouldn't do this," Lissa assured me. "He's your friend."

"I don't know about that," I said softly. "He doesn't want to talk to me anymore."

"He's just hurt you didn't tell him sooner."

I shook my head. "He's angry because I'm in love with Dimitri."

"Well, even if he's angry, I don't think he did it. This isn't something Eddie would do. He isn't that childish."

I sighed. "I know."

"Maybe… Maybe it was Jesse?" Lissa said hesitantly.

"You mean that he wrote the note?" I asked.

She nodded.

"No, he doesn't know this is my locker. Besides, he can't get into this school, because he's not a student. And the only time he was here, was at the school dance."

"You're right. It can't be him," Lissa said. "Plus, he's with Camille now. Why would he still care about who you're with?"

"I know. It doesn't make sense."

The rest of the day I kept thinking about the note. I knew I needed to tell Dimitri, but I didn't think it would be a good idea to meet him in school. What if the person who'd written the note saw us? Besides, I couldn't talk to him after class, because he had a meeting then. But I couldn't wait another day to tell him this. He needed to know as soon as possible.

At last, I decided to go to his place and wait there until he got back. As I walked to his apartment, I called my mom to tell her I'd be home later tonight.

"Why?" she asked. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no. I just have to do an assignment with a classmate," I lied.

"Oh, okay. Let me know if I need to come to pick you up."

"Okay. Thanks," I said.

I disconnected and put my phone away, relieved that she'd believed me. Every so often, I looked over my shoulder to see if someone was following me. I was really starting to get paranoid.

As I waited for Dimitri, I sat down in front of his apartment door and tried to calm down. I'd been worrying and panicking all day and the stress was starting to make me feel sick.

I waited for over an hour. When Dimitri finally arrived, I jumped up from the floor. He looked surprised to see me, but smiled.

"Roza," he said as he approached me. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd be home by now." He bent his head and kissed my cheek.

"I… I need to talk to you, Dimitri. It is urgent."

"Okay," he said, frowning slightly.

He opened the door and I went inside. I immediately started pacing the floor, trying to figure out how I would tell him. He closed the door behind him and turned to me, a worried look on his face.

"Rose, are you okay?"

I stopped pacing and turned to him. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at him and my bottom lip started to quiver.

"Roza?" he said hesitantly.

I couldn't keep it up anymore. The stress was too much. I burst out into tears.

DPOV

I didn't know what was happening. One moment she looked fine and the next she was crying.

"Roza," I exclaimed, pulling her into my arms. "What's wrong, milaya? Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you?" She didn't answer. "Roza, please. Tell me what happened."

"I'm sorry," she said sniffling as she looked up at me. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to… I just… I-"

She looked on the verge on crying again.

"Roza, calm down," I said gently. "Everything will be alright. Just take a deep breath."

I took her to the couch and made her sit down. I sat down next to her and wrapped my arm around her waist. Roza took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face.

"I'm sorry," she repeated.

"It's okay, milaya." I kissed her temple. "Will you tell me what happened?"

Pulling a small piece of paper out of her pocket, she handed it to me. Frowning, I took it from her and unfolded it. My eyes widened in shock as I read the note.

"I found it in my locker this morning," Rose whispered.

I looked up at her. "Please tell me this is a joke."

Slowly, she shook her head. "I'm afraid it's not."

"Do you think it was Eddie?" I asked, knowing this would upset her.

"No!" she exclaimed. "He wouldn't do something like this! He didn't go to Lazar. Then why would he do this? He's not that childish."

I put my hand on her shoulder and tried to calm her down. "I know, Roza. I know. I just wanted to be sure."

She sighed. "Sorry."

"Do you have any idea who it could've been? Have you seen anyone around your locker?"

She shook her head.

"What about Jesse?"

"No, I don't think so. You know he would do things differently if he knew I was in a relationship. Besides, he doesn't go to school here. He doesn't know which locker is mine. He could never pull something like this off."

I sighed. I knew she was right. It couldn't be Jesse. But who could it be? It was probably the guy who'd told Lazar about us. He must know that Lazar believed us instead of him and now he decided to torment us with notes. This was just our luck.

"Do you think…" Rose averted her eyes and cleared her throat. "Do you think it might be better if we just…break up?"

My heart nearly stopped beating, just thinking about it. No, no. I don't want us to break up. I knew it would be better if we did break up, but I couldn't do that. I couldn't lose Rose. "Do you want that?" I asked softly.

"No," she whispered, tears brimming her eyes.

I almost sagged in relief. "Then we'll stay together."

"But-"

"I don't want to hear it, Roza," I interrupted her. "I know we should end it if we want him to stop. I know that, but… I can't lose you, Roza. I just can't." How had I become so selfish? Why couldn't I just let her go? "It's only a month left until graduation. We can't give up now." I pulled her closer and kissed her hair. After a few moments, I felt her arms wrap around my waist.

"What if he tells someone else? He already told Lazar – at least, if it's the same person."

"I don't think he will," I said. "He's just messing with us. He's trying to scare us. If he wanted to tell someone else, he would have done it already."

"Okay. Let's hope so."

I pulled her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her, and kissed her. "Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine," she said. "Just a little stressed. That's all."

"I'm sorry, milaya," I whispered. "I'm sorry you have to go through this."

"It's okay," she said, burying her face in my neck. "I just don't want to lose you."

"You won't," I murmured. "You won't lose me."

She tilted her head and looked at me, giving me a small smile. I smiled back and pecked her lips. We sat there for a while in silence. When it was time for Rose to go home, we left my apartment and went to my car. I dropped her off at a safe distance from her house.

That night I didn't sleep well. I kept thinking about the note. Was it the same person? Why was he doing this? What did he want? What was he going to do next? So many questions and no answers.

The next day at school I could see how little Roza had slept. I was so worried about her, after I'd seen how she'd broken down at my place yesterday. She had a lot of stress lately and Eddie didn't make things easier for her. He still didn't want to talk to her. I could see how much it hurt Roza. When I saw him walk past her without even glancing at her, I decided I needed to do something about it.

Near the end of the day I saw him standing at his locker. He was alone. I thought this was a great opportunity to talk to him in private so I approached him.

"Eddie, could I talk to you for a second?" I asked.

Eddie turned to me. "Why? I didn't do anything wrong," he said defensively.

"I know," I said. "I just want to talk to you. That's all."

He followed me back to the history classroom. I closed the door behind him and gestured for him to sit down. He declined.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"It's about Rose."

"What about her?" he said gruffly.

I sighed. "I would like it if you'd talk to her again. Like you used to."

Eddie eyed me suspiciously. "Why?"

"Because she could really use her friend right now," I answered.

"What do you mean?"

"A lot has happened lately and she's under a lot of stress because of it. It's not really helping her if you won't talk to her."

"Why do you care if I talk to her or not?"

"Because I care about her," I said. "I don't want to see her hurt."

"Do you? Do you really care about her?" Eddie questioned.

"Yes. I love her."

He didn't say anything.

"I know you don't like that we're together and I understand. I really do, Eddie." I sighed. "I didn't mean to fall in love with my student, but it happened and I can't change anything about it. I tried to stay away from her. I tried, but it didn't work."

"Maybe you should've tried harder," Eddie replied flatly.

"Maybe," I agreed. "But when it comes to Rose… She means a lot to me. I can't begin to explain how much she means to me."

He looked at me, uncertain. "How do I know you're telling the truth? Maybe you're just fooling me, just like you fooled Rose."

"I'm not fooling you and I'm definitely not fooling Rose. I'm in love with her. That's the truth. It's your choice to believe me or not." When he kept quiet, I continued, "Do you think I'd risk my career for Rose if I didn't love her?"

"No," Eddie admitted.

"Well, then. There's your answer."

"Even if you love her, I still think it's irresponsible," Eddie said defiantly.

I sighed. "I'm not asking you to approve of our relationship. I'm just asking you to be her friend. She needs you, Eddie. She's sad and she misses you. I hate to see her like this. I know she would feel better if you would just talk to her again."

Eddie looked at me for a very long time, before replying. "Okay," he said at last. " I'll talk to her."

"Thank you," I said. "I really appreciate this."

"Just so you know," Eddie said as he walked to the door. "I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for Rose."

I smiled. "Oh, I know."

I didn't know if they'd be friends again like they used to be, but at least he would talk to her again. It was better than nothing.

What did you think about the note in the locker? You think it's wise of Dimitri to stay with Rose? Do you think he'll change his mind? And will Eddie do what he's been asked?

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