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Chapter 6

After what felt like two minutes of sleep, I woke up and had a fast breakfast. If I wanted to get to Dimitris' on time, I would have to leave in an hour.

The house was quiet, my parents were still asleep at this ungodly hour and Lissa wouldn't come back until noon.

I got dressed into some leggings and a top, with a thin jacket over it. This would be the most comfortable to wear while working.

As usual I was about to be late when I left home one and a half hour later.

The bus stopped about a five minute walk away from Dimitri's house. On the way I took the last few moments to gain the courage to spent the day with Dimitri. Funny how things changed since the party. Some weeks before, I would have jumped at the idea of spending so much time alone with him. My crush deepened ever since then but the last two days still made me feel uncomfortable. Not knowing what to expect, a nice or a distant Dimitri, I dreaded heading inside. However there was no use, so I opened the door to the cabin, to find Dimitri taking some measurements.

"Good morning." Hearing my voice he turned around.

Seeing his face made my mood sink in an instance. He already looked annoyed and I just arrived here.

"You're late." Was all he said before returning to taking measurements.

"Sorry, but only by 30 minutes and it's not my time of the day. Too early if you ask me, but I'm here now." A grunt was my only response.

When he was done, he turned around again and explained how we would proceed to work for today.

"You mind if we would listen to some music?" I asked after ten minutes of silence.

Without any other words he started some music. Country of course. Silently, besides the music in the background, we worked, had a small break, ate without talking much and continued working. By now it was 6 in the evening. As I pondered about how awkward this situation felt, but that his company was pleasant at the same time, the next song, "Bucket List" by Mitchell Tenpenny, started and I quietly sang along and started dancing.

When I noticed Dimitri's gaze on me I stopped, turned back around and apologized. "I'm sorry." A small flashback of when he caught me in a similar situation two days ago played in my mind. Shaking it off, I wanted to resume to work, but Dimitri started talking.

"I wanted to apologize for my text yesterday." This really surprised me. "It's not like I didn't mean it, but I realized it came off rather rude." Still standing with my back to him I thought about what to say to this.

"Already forgotten. I mean you're right. You're 26 and I'm just about to turn 18. I shouldn't have flirted with you." I admitted, trying not to act like a little girl that had hurt feelings because the guy she had a crush on obviously turned her down.

"Yes, there is the age difference. We really can't do something like this, also because I'm working with your father, but it wasn't your fault alone. I mean, I flirted with you as well." At this admission I turned around.

"You did?" I asked shocked completely. I thought so, but after his reaction the next day I convinced myself that I must have imagined it all.

Chuckling he took a step closer towards me. "Of course I did. What did you think I was doing?" he raised one eyebrow.

Swallowing I hesitantly answered. "Your text yesterday made me really doubt whether my imagination was just running wild."

"Really sorry about this. Your weren't imagining me flirting with you though. I guess the alcohol let me act this irresponsible and I couldn't stop myself. How could anyone not understand why I flirted with you when they see you. You are funny, intelligent, beautiful and so much more." His words melted my heart.

Suddenly I remembered another thing about this night.

"Were you about to kiss me? In the backyard, I mean, right before my father came out." Tensing, dreading his response, I instantly relaxed when I heard his next words.

"Yes, I wanted to kiss you and-" interrupting him I took the last few steps to close the distance between us and kissed him. Surprised at first he quickly started to kiss me back. For a few moments I felt like heaven on earth.

Then, just like he registered what we were doing he abruptly ended the kiss.

"What are you thinking, Rose? You shouldn't do something like this." He looked, I don't even know how to identify how he looked. A mixture of different emotions showed and I couldn't decipher it.

"Then don't kiss me back!" Without saying anything else, or waiting for his response, I just hurried to take my stuff and almost ran off.

When I stormed out the door, the text passage playing in the background was as fitting as it could be.

Yeah, life is like a first kiss, you don't know how long it's gonna last.

Our first kiss hadn't lasted long and ended in a sheer disaster. That was for sure.

Guess I shouldn't be surprised, because since when does my life let me have anything I want.

Yes, I probably shouldn't say this. All in all my life was good, there were people who suffered worse. Just thinking about Lissa and how she lost her parents and brother in an instance made me feel more grateful for what I had. Even though my parents had been absent most of my earlier life, they at least were still alive.

Speaking of Lissa, she was the only one at home when I arrived after what felt like hours.

"Hay, how was your day?" she asked me happily.

"Good." Was all I replied.

"Glad you had a nice day so far." Not realizing how my tone and face exposed my real feelings, she chatted on about the days we haven't seen each other.

In this state I couldn't even feel upset that she was so oblivious to my feelings, I just wanted to go lay in bed and die.

But I couldn't do that so I tried to have a conversation and force today and the last two days as well, into the farthest corner of my mind.

Some minutes later, I excused myself and went to the bathroom.

After I had a shower I joined Lissa and we watched a movie together. Since I still haven't told her about my crush on Dimitri, I couldn't tell her what happened earlier and so I pretended everything was alright.

This was good considering I could try to forget about it this way and wouldn't have to talk about it again. Not really successful I quickly headed towards the door to go to my room to get some sleep after the movie ended.

Dimitri apologized to me over text multiple times, after I declined all his calls. I chose to ignore it, I wasn't ready to forgive him. Not for the fact that he wasn't into me, that was something I couldn't change and had to accept, but for the way he changed his mood every other second. Anyway, he could've followed me when I left in the first place and apologize right after it. Not like he couldn't have catch me on my five minute walk to the bus stop. So apparently it would be the same as with his first apology text after the party, so choosing to ignore it sounded like the best option. These mood swings really took my last ounce of strength.

One second he was distant and then he was nice and in the next moment he flirted with me, kissed me back and then suddenly he was outraged and now he apologized again, after just apologizing for flirting with me in the first place two days ago. Wow, had it just been two days since the party? Felt longer than that.

"You okay, Rose?" Lissa asked when I reached the door.

"Sure, just tired after this day of work." I lied swiftly. "Goodnight." With that I closed the door behind me and got into my bed.

My head still spun from the evenings events, so sleep refused to come for some hours and silent tears started falling freely in the dark safety of my room. Finally drifting off to sleep I wanted nothing more than to stay in bed for the rest of my life.

Usually I would have problems getting up on time, but I somehow woke up before my alarm clock. I really thought about how to get out of helping Dimitri today.

My mind came up empty. Knowing my father, I knew that he wouldn't cave in and let me off the hook. The only way I could imagine he would was if I told him about what happened. In this case he wouldn't just let me stay home, he would probably also kill Dimitri and even if I didn't like him very much right now, I still wouldn't want him to get killed. That meant I was stuck.

Groaning a final time I got up. Just like yesterday, everything was silent. It really sucked to have to get up before everyone else. But there was no use. Maybe I would be on time today since I got up way too early.

With the intention to be as stern as Dimitri usually was, I opened the door and left the house.

The bus ride seemed too short, especially compared to yesterday when I seemed to take hours to get home.

Some bus stops later I unfortunately arrived at my destination and after walking to his property I took one last breath to prepare myself for today.

Surprised I was early, Dimitri stared at me for some seconds.

"We should get started." Was all I said. Unsure of how to proceed the situation he stayed silent and we worked for quite some time.

"Roza, I-" but before he could continue, I stopped him and gestured for him to not finish whatever he wanted to say.

My face apparently showed how serious I was and he sighed in resignation. This way we worked the whole day. Not talking unless it was really necessary.

"Here, I made us sandwiches for lunch." He handed me a plate full of sandwiches, those looked delicious and even though I would have rejected, my grumbling stomach made me accept the food.

For his own health he stayed at the other end of the room and not once tried to talk to me.

Finishing eating we started tearing down a part of the wall he wanted to turn into the entrance to the bedroom.

This work was nice for my bottled up anger. Tearing down a wall, or even parts of, was as good as running. Mentally and physically exhausting and freeing.

Focusing on work was a nice chance to ignore the awkward tension in the room. However my head replayed the incident after our catastrophic first kiss over and over. It was the biggest torture I could think of at this moment.

Dimitri gave me sneaky glances and this made me even more furious. How could he look at me with this concerned look in his eyes and a sorry look on his face after how he treated me?

Before I could do something that I might regret later, I excused myself after 7 hours of work and went home.