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Vampire Academy.

Dimitri and Rose.

Pain

Hi comrade. This was the only way I could think of. Writing to you seemed like the only option. And yeah, I got the idea from your letters at which I don't know if I should chuckle or cry.

I miss you. So much that it hurts. No one can really understand how I feel. I know you would have, if you had been here. But then again I am feeling this because of you.

I don't think that I can keep promise to Adrian. I did try to tell him, but he wasn't taking any of it. Why is it that I am feeling like I am betraying you? Why can't I just I let you go? Why can't I be with you? I know I am being stupid.

But it's difficult to be brave and sassy all the time. I can't do this without you. Not now. Who would have thought that there would a time when Rose Hathaway would need a man in her life?

Why did you even come to this school? Why couldn't have you refused the offer of bringing Lissa and I back? How could you take my everything and leave a rotten shell behind? I really, very badly want to say that I hate you. But I can't. I just can't.

Another one of your letter arrived today by the way. And I have it under my pillow. I have something of yours. The words that you wrote are kinda sadistic but it is from you at least.

Lissa wanted me to come over in her room. But I refused telling her that I couldn't because of the curfew. She thinks that I am becoming like you, the old you. Eddie and I had a fight, during one of the training classes I mean. I won of course. But for some reason everyone was staring at me. I didn't know what I did. Later Eddie told me that I was a new definition of badass.

I wish you could see their faces. That was epic. Adrian and Christian almost never leave me alone. And Eddie too. But you know comrade, it's not there American accented voices that I want to hear. It's your deep Russian accent that I imagine. Your warm, beautiful melody-like voice.

I don't want to stop. I don't want to go back to the real world. It always feels like time has stopped when I think about you. And deep down I really, really want to see you.

I love you. And I am not going to write some sappy line because I think that the sappy-ness in this letter is enough.

Forever yours

Roza.

Thanks for reading and reviewing. This idea just popped up in my mind.

See you soon.

Sacraa.