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GRAVITY

Oh god, I still couldn't breathe.

Nothing was making any sense. Dimitri, Lily's dad. Lily, Dimitri's daughter. No, that can't be. Why did she call Dimitri daddy?

I finally gained back the ability to breathe and now I was hyperventilating. That doesn't make any sense, because she's four years old. And if Dimitri is Lily's Dad, then she's my…

Oh god, I'm going to be sick.

My heart began racing. So, I was either going to faint, throw up, or have a heart attack. All three would really be a blessing right now.

"Rose?" Dimitri growled repeating my name when I didn't first answer.

"What? Dim- Daddy?" I breathed, shaking my head back and forth trying to make sense of it all.

"Rose-marie. Of course." He said sharply still staring at me furiously. I flinched under his angry gaze.

Of course, it all made sense now. Dimitri obviously was still at the Academy guarding so of course Lily was at the only daycare on campus. Violet had told me Lily needed a motherly figure in her life and the sad expression she wore when she told me, she had to have been thinking about Lily's mother leaving her. My mother knew Lily, of course, she did that's why she was freaking out this morning, and Lissa too. She was sassy, sarcastic and a bit violent, like me. She was even named after a flower for god sake! On top of that I knew she was fluent in Russian, how blind was I? And Lily was probably the only child on earth that I liked, no maybe loved. It all made since. Lily was so tender and sweet, when she wanted to be, just like her father. And just like her' father I fell for her almost instantly.

I put my hand to my forehead, I could feel a headache coming on.

"See daddy, I told you she was sooooo pretty." Lily's voice sang.

Lily thought I was pretty. My daughter thought I was pretty.

Dimitri didn't say anything. He just clenched his jaw, not even attempting to hide the anger on his face. Were his eyes always so black, like death? Or is this a special thing he does, just for me?

I had a feeling it was the later.

I felt myself shrink while I was under Dimitri's stare. I took me back to my teen years like when Dimitri had caught me with Jesse. It was an odd thought; Dimitri had that "you better be sorry" look that all parents had, perfected to the T. I wonder if he ever gave that look to Lily. I looked down to my daughter fondly. If she was anything like me I'm sure she got that look quite often. As I thought that my heart panged, I wouldn't know because I was never there for her.

I dragged my eyes away from my little daughter and brought them back to the angry Russian who stood before me.

Dimitri changed over the years, for the better. He was taller, or maybe it was the fierce glare I was receiving from him making me feel small and insignificant. His long brown hair wasn't long enough for him to put it in a ponytail anymore, it was still long but it only just brushed his ears now. His face was harder, older. But he was nonetheless still the Russian god he once was, and that was just his looks, I'm sure he was still deadly in battle too. As always...

Lily kept staring at both of us.

"Do you guys know each other?" Lily asked looking between us, putting her little hands on her hips and pursing her lips.

"More then you know..." Dimitri bit out through clenched teeth. He was still staring at me and it was quite unnerving.

"Lily, get your backpack." Dimitri said. His face looking calm, but I knew better than to believe he was anything but, now I really was scared.

"But..." Lily insisted

"No. Go get it," he spat.

"Fine. Goodbye Miss Marie." She came up to me and hugged me. I was frozen for more than a minute, but then I forced myself to bend down and hugged her back. I was hugging my daughter for the first time. Well, for the first time knowing she was my daughter. I could feel Dimitri glaring at us, or rather, me. Curious, I met his gaze. Though he held a straight face I was always able to see through it and his emotions in his eyes were flickering. I could see rage one second then see something softer I couldn't recognize, in the next. Finally, he seemed to settle an emotion. Hurt. I could see all the hurt in his eyes and it killed me. I had to close my eyes, to escape it and hugged Lily tighter. That was something I didn't want to see from him.

Lily gave me one last wave then bounced to the other end of the hall to get her backpack. Seeing Dimitri took me back to my 18-year-old self, it felt as if no time had passed at all. I felt like the same scared and lonely girl I was after giving birth to Lily, and I hated it. I felt weak, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I felt Dimitri starting at me again. And it definitely was in the unpleasant way. I could practically feel the heat of his rage burning me. He was seething and that was a side of Dimitri I rarely saw. His rage usually was never toward me. I refused to let him get to me. I worked hard in the past four years to build myself up emotionally, so that I would never feel the way I did before I left. I would not let another person make me feel inferior.

Dimitri took a few steps closer to me, and took an intimidating stance right in front of me, which wasn't hard to do since he was so tall compared to my small frame. He was so close that I had to look up at him to see his face. He gave me an ice-cold glare that was made for the devil himself. Or me, there probably wasn't much of a difference in his eyes.

I didn't want to look at him anymore, but I force myself, and set an intimidating look of my own on my face. Two could play at this game.

"Look." I breathed, looking into his eyes. He couldn't think that I intentionally put myself in Lily's life, because that wasn't the case. And I couldn't have him thinking it was. "I had no clue okay? Alberta assigned me here for the time being, I didn't know about her."

He looked confused for a split second, and then promptly put his hard mask back on. I looked back at Lily who still looked nervous; she was standing, by the rack of backpacks and coats and was putting her own backpack on. She looked so cute, even nervous. How could I have not noticed she was mine? She had my eyes, the ones that also belonged to my mother, eyes full of mischief. She had my pouty lips too, that were now pursed in annoyance. I could tell she wanted to come over here but knew well enough not to interrupt a grown-up conversation. Lily had my mother's hair, well slightly, her hair was more brown but clearly had an auburn tint, but if the sun would hit her just right it appeared to be a brilliant red. And her skin tone was this tan color just like Dimitri's and mine. She was so beautiful the perfect mixture of us.

Dimitri's face immediately hardened. His jaw, like his fists were clenched. Oh, great he was back to showing me all of his anger.

He spoke in a low threatening voice, "Leave. Go back to California."

I was floored that he even knew where I was. And even more floored that he would tell me to leave. Of course, I hadn't wanted to come here originally, but now knowing what I know, this couldn't be the last time I would see Lily.

Even though I wasn't sure what I was going to do with the situation, I knew I couldn't leave. Not like this. Not after meeting her.

"B-but..." I started to say looking desperately back to Lily.

"No. Don't even look at her. Go back to your lifestyle of booze and boys." I felt my face flush at that, of course he knew. "You have no right to show up after all these years. I won't have you hurt my daughter. I won't let you do to her what you did to me. It will not happen."

"I don't have a choice…" I said tightly trying to keep it together. "I was summoned here Dimitri. I can't leave."

His face didn't waver after I told him why I was here. He knew. He knew I had been summoned, he knew I had no choice but to stay here. But he wishes I weren't here.

I waited for a response and when I didn't get one I sighed.

He growled then turned around and walked slowly to Lily taking her hand. Lily gave me one last wave and bright smile before Dimitri led her out of the building and probably out of my life as well.

I tried to wave back, but all I could do was hold my hand up. It wouldn't move. I felt numb.

I got myself together and told Violet I had to leave for training, keeping my face straight, not revealing any emotion. I was not weak, and I would not cry.

I walked out of the building dejectedly, not exactly sure what to do next. Do I talk to someone? If so, who would I even talk to? I had no one here, and my friends back in California wouldn't understand. I held back a sob. This was the worst day ever, by far.

God, I needed a drink so badly, maybe my mother would give me a break if she knew what I just went through.

I numbly walked myself to the gym. I didn't know what I was doing here or why my feet brought me here, but when I caught sight of the practice dummies I understood. I had to work off some of this frustration.

I walked briskly over to the dummy and punched it right in the face. It was oddly satisfying. So, I did it again. And again. Until its head was dented in and my knuckles were so red I had to switch to my left hand. I threw my whole body into each of my punches and soon I was covered in a layer of sweat. I had to strip off the baggy shirt I was in revealing a thin tank top I had underneath it. I paused when my knuckles began to swell and I could no longer stand the pain. My breathing was ragged and fast. I hadn't realized I was exerting so much energy until I looked at the dummy beat basically to death. Her poor head was unrecognizable. I labeled it a "her" because of its long brown hair. With that thought, I paused. It had chocolate brown waves like I did. Maybe that as why I zeroed in on this dummy. I was furious, but not with Dimitri. I was furious at myself. Everyone was right.

I hated being wrong. I kicked the dummy knocking it over then continued kicking her while she was down.

"We should talk." I heard a gentle voice from behind me. Lissa. It wasn't a question, she wasn't asking. She was telling me we were going to talk. It was not up for discussion. I could have told her to fuck herself and left. But I didn't.

"Kay..." I replied gruffly, my breath still heavy.

I picked up my shirt from the ground and we went outside. I followed her in silence all the way into the teacher housing and up its stairs, until we got to a door that was apparently hers.

I walked into her apartment slowly, taking in my surroundings. The apartment was very Modern, all white and black, with beautiful plants, blooming and bright in every color, covering most of the surfaces. I smirked, of course Lisa would have a green thumb when all she had to do was heal a plant when it started to wilt. I walked behind her into the living room and spotted a picture of her and a newborn baby. I had forgotten she had just had a baby. She looked down and the tiny thing in her arms with complete love and bewilderment. I looked closely at the baby, and tried to see it how she did. Honestly? It looked like an alien. Its skin a little wrinkly, and super pale, they caught the child in a good moment, because it was just looking up at her mother, probably wondering what the hell was going on. I wrinkled my nose at the thing. Why did people think those things were so cute? How did Lissa looked so enthralled by such an ugly thing, and why when I saw a baby my first thought was "Ew, don't let it touch me" but when she looked or even thought about her daughter, she got the dumbest smile on her face? What was wrong with me?

I blinked away my thoughts and realized I had been staring at the photo for longer than I thought. I turned and found Lissa sitting in an armchair, she gestured to the couch but I shook my head. I couldn't be still, I began to pace.

"Lily..." I breathed looking at the hard wood floors as I paced back and forth in her living room. All I said was that one word. That one name, and yet she understood. She knew that I now knew, the secret she was keeping, the secret everyone was keeping. Even my own mother, not that I should be surprised about that. She knew I knew Lily was my daughter.

I looked at her. Her eyes were kind, gentle. Not judgmental, or rude. Like I remember them being.

"By Lily, you mean yourself." My eyes widened at her words. "You were destroying school property and your knuckles because of you, not Lily." Lissa stated like it was fact.

"I... I...um." I was speechless, and stopped my pacing. I didn't think about it that way, but I suppose she was right. Why would I be mad because of Lily? I can't think of one reason. But myself? I can think of tons.

"Rose, there's a million ways I could say this, but I'm not going to beat around the bush. I'm just going to come right out with it. Lily needs a mother, but not just any mother. Lily needs you. She needs her mother"

"But, Dimiti..." I tried to say. But she cut me off.

"Dimitri's hurt. He's been hurt ever since you left. But Lily, she needs you. And I think you need her too. Your Mom told me the way you've turned around. She said you've been so much happier with her in your life, just as she is." Lissa said

"I'm glad you and my mother are gossiping, and getting your jollies out of my life, but Dimitri doesn't want me in Lily's life." my voice cracked as I said it. It was painful to say but true. I cleared my throat.

I would not cry in front of Lissa.

"So? Since when have you ever let anyone tell you what to do? Let alone a man, and more specifically Dimitri. Isn't that a reason you two got together in the first place? Your stubbornness? The Rose Hathaway I know does what she wants, and gets what she wants and does whatever it takes to achieve her goals." She went on to say smiling at me. I smiled back, just for a second then I let it fall.

"But Dimitri is her father. I can't just slip right in there and play mommy, I have no right." Even as I said those words, I knew I didn't care. I had to be around Lily, Lissa was right I needed her.

"I suppose your right, you never were good at subtly. Good thing you're a kick ass guardian, or were at least." She joked.

"I'm serious Lissa. I don't even know how to be a mom."

She sighed and said, "I know you and your mother don't have the best relationship. But I think you'll be a great mother. The way you act with Lily already proves you're a natural, I hear she quite taken with you actually."

I smiled, I was glad to hear that. I moved to leave her apartment but she stopped me with a hug. When I didn't hug back she pulled away and huffed.

"You have to forgive me sometime Rose," She ran her fingers through her short hair in annoyance and stepped away from me.

"I really don't, thanks for talking me through this but that doesn't mean I forgive you." I tried to say it nicely but I knew I didn't achieve that goal. It was too mean of a statement.

"Rose, I was 18, I'm sorry! I know what I said was wrong but—" I cut her off.

"Wrong? Lissa I had just given birth! I had just spent 18 hours pushing a human being out of my lady parts. I was alone, and young and in pain, and I was terrified," I shook my head at her. "Tell me how did you feel after giving birth to your daughter," she tried to hide it but I saw her flinch. "Exactly, at least you had someone there for you, probably multiple people? Huh Princess?"

It was a little bit of a low blow but Lissa took it in stride, "uh uh," She shook her head, "Ro is not welcome in the conversation, she's a bitch, get her out of this apartment!"

I couldn't help but laugh. It was hard to be mad at Lissa, she was good hearted by nature and her spirit made it hard not to be happy with her all the time, but the reminder of how alone and inferior I felt at 18 kept me rooted in my rigid position not to forgive her.

Not yet anyway.

It was late at night, well morning. I didn't realize it at the time but Lissa and I were talking for hours, she even let me shower there and borrow clothes since I was completely disgusting. I hadn't forgiven her completely yet, I don't think that would be possible but we mended our friendship a little today.

Earlier today I was excited to see Lily, a little girl I was quite fond of. Then I find out that said little girl just happens to be my daughter. And her father, then former love of my life doesn't want me around her. Today definitely turned out completely fucked up, but almost a good kind of fucked up.

At first I didn't know what to do about the whole Lily thing. But after talking to Lissa, I now knew. My mind was set, and I'd be damned if someone tried to change it.

I would be a mother to my daughter. Not just because she needed it, but because I did too. I need to be a part of something bigger. I needed to care about someone other than myself, and I care about Lily.

I needed to try with Lily, or else I know I'll regret it later. Hell, I already regret it now. Now that I know, that sassy little girl is my daughter, I can't just go back and pretend I don't know her. That I don't know what she's like, it just doesn't work that way. I know how amazing she is now.

The only drawback to my plan was, Dimitri. I had to respect the fact that he's Lily's father. And since he's been raising her I really had little to no say over Lily. So, what Dimitri says is law. It's going to be hard being friendly towards Dimitri. Especially with the way he acted towards me today. I know he had every right to, but it still hurt, but I guess I really hurt him in leaving. Of all the roles Dimitri and I have been in, we've never been friends. Teacher/student, partners, lovers? Yes. Friends? Not so much. And right now, I needed him to be my friend, otherwise I could just kiss my daughter goodbye.

But even if we weren't friends I couldn't be his enemy. Being Dimitri Belikov's enemy is never a good thing, then again, being mine isn't either. So, I would try to get along with him, for Lily's sake. I'd do anything to get closer to her, even push back the feelings I still have for her father.

I decided I couldn't wait until tomorrow to talk to him. So even though it was late, for someone who has children, I had to talk to him. I needed to talk to him, and let him know I'm turning over a new leaf. I had to show him that I wanted to be there for Lily. I had to show him exactly how serious I was about Lily. I wanted to be there for Dimitri too. But I couldn't say that. If I say that out loud my heart might start to hope that Dimitri and I could... I couldn't even think it. I knew it was too late for Dimitri and I. I fucked that up thoroughly. I just hoped it wasn't too late for Lily and I.

Lisa told me that Dimitri was living in a family style apartment on the other side of campus.

I walked up to Dimitri's door. There was a pink Dora bike outside of the door along with chalk, different balls and a larger bike, obviously for Dimitri. I smiled; it made me happy that Lily has this place to call 'home' it was more than I had.

Striking up the nerve, I went to the door and knocked. The door opened to my mother, who only looked half surprised to see me. Dimitri told her. Or Lissa.

"Where's Dimitri?" I didn't have to be so rude but surely after the secret she kept she must deserve it.

"Rosemarie." She said awkwardly

"Mom. Where's Dimitri?"

Well hoped everyone enjoyed that scene the next chapter will be in Dimitri's point of view and I know everyone will love it.

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