A/N
Alright guys! Here she is! The first chapter of my rework. The other story will probably remain up for approximately the next 72 hours to a week before I take it down. I hope you guys enjoy! (This time around nothing has happened between Rose and Adrian{no biting} in the last 24 hours)
Much Love Mes Amis!
Chapter theme songs: 1 "I would die for you" by Miley Cyrus
2 "Pacify Her" by Melanie Martinez
3 "Silhouette" by Birdy
(Play Song 1)
I stood outside of the building Dimitri was being held in. His words from the church earlier that morning rang loud and clear in my head but I needed to try again. After everything we had been through there was no way he could expect me to give up on him so easily.
I took a hesitant step forward and a familiar tingling sensation spread through my head. I pushed it away not needing to get sucked into Lissa's head at the current moment. I'd seen enough of her and fire boys escapades to last two lifetimes.
The handle of the door was so cold, I jerked away at the burning sensation. I took in a deep breath before trying again and managed to swing the door open. As I walked past the guardian's desk the man dressed in all black gave me little more acknowledgement than a nod, but it was enough to know I was aloud further back.
I was always surprised by the updated interiors of some of the buildings on the grounds of the court. Grey walls with black and chrome furnishings. Some sort of white cream tile lined the floors. It was the fancy, high class version of a prison.
I entered the dimly lit empty hallway, surprised not to see more guards like the last time. I pulled open the next heavy door, the one that led me straight down to Dimitri. Taking the stairs one at a time, I tried to gather my thoughts into order. I was still unsure of what I was going to say to him.
How could a love like ours ever fade? I asked myself, slowly taking the next step and pausing. I wasn't trying to ask Dimitri to pick up where we left off before he was turned, but I at least needed his friendship and guidance. In my opinion, at this point we owe each other that much.
I continued down the stairs, still unaware of how I was fully going to argue my case for our friendship. I know I do better on the fly, but even if I'd thought of something it'd probably slip from my mind the moment I saw Dimitri's face. After several flights, and what seems like ages, my feet finally met the bottom of the stairs.
(Play song 2)
Some of the ceiling lights were burnt out, adding to the gloomy feel of the building. Lissa and I would need to speak with the queen about getting Dimitri better accommodations. He was clearly no longer a threat to anyone and didn't deserve to continue being treated this way.
I kept my eyes on my feet as I made my way down the wide path to Dimitri's cell. It was of course all the way in the back, but no guard was standing watch today. I took it as a good sign until I grew closer.
The noises coming from Dimitri's cell finally hit my ears. I guess I had been too lost in my own head to notice before. There was a deep groan and I ran down the rest of the hallway. No amount of training could have ever prepared me for what I saw as I came to a stop in front of the cell.
I had been totally wrong in thinking Dimitri was in some kind of trouble when it was quite the opposite. He seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself as the blonde woman in front of him on her knees continued to pleasure him. He brought his head forward off the wall and I slipped back before he could open his eyes and see me.
I wasn't breathing as I kept my body pressed up to the wall. I was torn between wanting to run and figuring out who was in there with him. Love fades...
There was a rustling sound and the woman giggled, drawing my attention back to them. I risked another peek at the pair and saw they'd changed positions. The woman was pushed up against the wall with Dimitri holding her up. Her slim pale legs were wrapped around his bare waist.
The blonde woman threw her head back with a moan and a pair of jade green eyes met my own.
"Lissa?" The realization knocked the oxygen out of my lungs.
Her eyes widened and Dimitri's body stilled.
"Please, don't stop on my account." I said before retracing my steps at a sprint.
In a rush, I exited the building and pushed past someone on the steps. I couldn't see clearly through the flurry of tears spilling over, so I mumbled some form of an apology and took off again. I was only vaguely aware of a voice trying to get my attention by calling my name.
My legs managed to carry me all the way back to my room, only giving out once I had locked the door. Sliding down the only thing currently separating my rage from the rest of the world, a solid three inch wooden door. It felt like I couldn't catch my breath as I sat there, letting the tears fall.
Love fades…
Suddenly my stomach was in my throat and I rushed to the bathroom to empty the contents into the bowl. It only subsides once my body realized there was nothing left to purge. I leaned back against the wall and wiped my face before pulling out my phone.
I deleted messages and voicemails without bothering to check their contents. Next I blocked numbers and then found the one I needed in my contact list. It only rang twice before being picked up.
(Play song 3)
"Hey kiz, what can I do for you?" Abe's calm deep voice came through the phone.
"I-," My voice broke. "I need to get out of here." It came out as barely more than a broken whisper.
"What happened? Are you in trouble?" Abe's voice grew serious.
"Define trouble?" I chuckled weakly. "No… I just can't be here anymore Abe. I can't do it. I'm done." I stood up from the bathroom floor, not bothering to check my reflection in the mirror, and made my way back into the bedroom.
"I'll call and set you up with a car. Give me a minute, and I'll call right back."
I threw my go bag on my bed and pulled out a suitcase from the closet. I quickly began stuffing my things into it. I'd only managed to have gotten halfway through the dresser before there was a knock on the door and my phone started to ring. Looking back and forth, I opted to answer the phone first.
"Hang on," I said to Abe before yelling at the door. "I'm a little indisposed at the moment, come back later please!"
"Rose... it's Christian."
"Shit, shit, shit…" I whispered as I walked up to the door. "I can't right now Chris."
"The car is taken care of." Abe said into my ear. "It's a black BMW at the front of the compound. Building closest to the gate. Call me when you're on the road and we'll discuss your next step Rose." He hung up before I could respond and I was left staring at the door, twisting my fingers unsure of what to do.
"Please." Christian's voice pleaded.
I sighed and pulled the door open.
"You look like shit." Christian said with a small smile.
"You're not looking so hot either Sparky. What do you want?" I asked as he pushed past me and looked around my room.
"Going somewhere?" He looked back at me.
"Yeah..." The knife in my gut twisted. I was unsure if I should elaborate any further.
"Because of them." It wasn't a question, Christian knows.
"How did you find out?" I closed the door and moved around him to finish packing.
"I was going in as you were coming out. They were still… cleaning up… when I got down there. It was simple enough to put two and two together." Christian settled on my bed.
Christian was silent as he stared at the plain cream colored wall opposite of him. His ice blue eyes were dark and haunted. The normally slicked down pitch black hair was all over the place. His pale skin was ashen and more lifeless than usual. If he didn't look exactly how I felt, I'd have made fun of him.
"I wanna come with you." Chris said, finally looking at me. "At least to get away from here. If you want to split up after that, I'll figure something else out." In a move of self preservation, he crossed his arms and lifted his head slightly.
I wanted to argue that Christian should stay here where he could be properly protected. I wanted to leave all of this behind, and he would be a constant reminder. Yet I couldn't find it in myself, he was just as broken and who was I to make him stay.
"Go pack. I'll text you when I'm on my way out."
Christian shot up and ran from the room. I heard a muffled 'thank you' after he'd gotten a ways down the hall. It wasn't long before I had everything I wanted packed into the suitcase.
I swung my bag over my shoulder and grabbed the handle of the suitcase. Taking one last look around the room I saw the picture of Lissa and I on the desk. The one we took what seems lifetimes ago. I'd left it next the rose necklace I'd worn the night I'd fallen into Dimitri's bed, with a piece of paper that read simply "Goodbye".
After pulling the door closed I took out my phone to let Christian know I was leaving and where he could meet me. The car was exactly where Abe said it would be, in front of the building closest to the gate. Chris was already there when I came walking up.
"Have you told anyone?" Chris asked as I opened up the trunk of the pretty, black 2015 3 series BMW.
"Other than Abe, no, and I don't plan to. You?" We threw our bags into the back and walked around to our respective sides of the car.
"I called the guardians while I was packing." He paused to enter the car before continuing. " To let them know you needed to be temporarily reassigned to me."
The inside of the car was all black, from the leather seats to the shiny dash buttons. It was gorgeous. I pressed the start button and it came to life. Leave it to Abe to have us driving out of hell in style.
"What did you say to them?" I asked putting the car in drive and taking off for the exit.
"That I had family business and needed you to come with me." I saw him shrug out of the corner of my eye.
"Simple enough." I agreed.
Once we were safely through the gate I released a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. I took off going way above the speed limit. The horizon to the East was turning from black to purple indicating the sun would be coming up soon.
I reached into my back pocket to pull out my phone to make my next call to Abe. He picked up before it'd even had a chance to properly ring.
"Rose?" I could hear the tension in his voice.
"We're on the road heading East." I answered.
"We?" Abe's voice raised an octave.
"Ozera's with me. I'll be able to drive for a few hours if there's enough fog and cloud cover." I looked over at Christian, he already looked exhausted and I didn't want him getting any worse with the sun.
"You fly out of Philadelphia International tonight at 11pm. It's a private jet but I'll call about Mr. Ozera."
"Oh, Abe umm, I'm not sure-" I started stumbling over my words and glanced at Christian.
"Yes." Christian interrupted.
"Nevermind. I'll call you again when we stop." I said to Abe.
"Make sure once you get to the airport you get rid of your cell phones and anything else traceable. I'll have other accommodations waiting for you on the jet." And with that, Abe hung up.
"Bye to you too old man." I grumbled as I discarded the cell phone into the cupholder.