Oh boy... don't hate me please... *runs and hides*
37.
"Mia, you are not like them. I just… God, this is so hard!" I huffed in exasperation. I rubbed my face and crossed my arms over my chest. "What those girls did was cruel and vicious. They were petty bitches looking for a target to belittle and made them feel better about their empty lives. You didn't set out to hurt me, Mia. You thought you were doing the right thing. I understand that, some way. Let's just move forward, and try to build it up our friendship again, okay?"
Mia sobbed harder as she threw her arms around my neck and hugged the shit out of me.
"I promise I'll make it right, Rose. I won't ever give you a reason to doubt me ever again!"
"I know, Mia. I know." I patted her back as she cried on my shoulder.
And I did. I believed she wouldn't betray me like that ever again.
I arrived home that night, feeling like I had run five marathons. My feet were killing me and I needed a shower to wash off the makeup and hair products I had worn during the shoot.
I noticed I had a message on my answering machine but decided to listen to it later, thinking that if had it been important, whoever called would have reached me on my cellphone.
I had completely forgotten my phone had been off. So, I was very surprised when I turned it back on after my shower, and saw I had six voicemails and one text message.
I opened the unread text and I felt my heart sprint into overdrive.
Rose, come to the ER as soon as you can. It's Dimitri. He's been shot and you're listed as Viktoria's next of kin, please hurry. ~Jill
I dropped my phone and dressed quickly. I left the apartment as fast as I could and took the subway to the hospital, praying that Dimitri would be okay.
Please, God… let him be okay.
Betaed by Little-Clementine