Ok, guys. I realised that I skipped a drabble, because after drabble 63, it was drabble 65. So, yeah. Enjoy! And again, this one is for NecholeEJ.
Drabble: 64
POV: Dimitri
"C'mon Comrade. I've got a surprise for you."
Rose winked and gave me her man-eater smile, pulling me into the bedroom, and pushing me onto the bed.
"Wait here. Five minutes." She whispered in my ear, making me grin goofily.
"Anything you want, Roza."
I settled back into the pillows, waiting for the show she was obviously going to give me. We did this every now and then, surprising each other with little things that the other would enjoy, making our love grow.
And five minutes later, true to her promise, Rose walked out of the bathroom, her body wrapped in a black robe.
"Alright, Comrade, ready to have some fun?"
And boy, was I ready.
But things didn't go as they were supposed to.
It was just that, as Rose leaned closer to kiss me, I noticed that her lips were red.
Cherry Red.
I gasped softly, pushing her away, and putting my head in my hands as the flurry of images and memories bombarded me.
"Please, no. Please, let me go. I'll do anything, please!"
The girl had even fallen to her knees, clinging to my feet.
"No." I growled. "You're here for a reason."
"Please let me go! What do you want from me?"
My bone-chilling smile had probably given her the answer.
I ripped the jewellery from her neck and years, and tossed them into my pocket. Roza would like them.
Smiling another grim smile at the girl as she cried, I pulled her up, and sank my fangs into her neck.
Immediately, she sighed, her cherry red lips parting as the life left her.
I tossed her unmoving body on the sidewalk, smirking to myself.
Well done, Belikov.
The guilt of what I had done hit me like a hammer, and I felt the tears pool up in my eyes.
Beside me, I could hear Rose's frantic questions.
"Dimitri? What happened? Oh my God, did I do something to remind you of...Oh God, I'm so sorry!"
She hugged me close, and I clung on to her.
"It's gonna be alright, Dimitri. It's all in the past. It's gonna be alright." She murmured, soothing me.
I nodded mutely.
She was the anchor holding me back from rising to a level of insanity, and I loved her for it.
I kissed her, hard, wanting to make the feeling of desperation in me go away.
"I love you, Roza."
"I love you too."
Yes, sometimes, the memories would be too hard to overcome. But it was at times like these, that I was so, so grateful to have Rose by my side. Because no matter what, she would stay by my side.
My rock.
My Love.
My Roza.
I'll be honest, I just didn't want to end this in such a strange way, but I had to limit the length to resemble a drabble, so it seems kinda abrupt, I guess. :P
