I told you if you kept reviewing the chapters would keep coming did I not? So, because you're all such amazing people, here's the other one. Thanks for all the love guys really you're the best!
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Amor Prohibido.
Chapter 3.
DPOV.
I knew it was a bad idea. I never should've gone by her room. But the truth was it had been one of those long days and other than during training which, mind you we really did train, I'd barely seen her at all today. I hadn't been rostered to guard any of her classes, co-incidence or otherwise I didn't know and I really didn't care.
All I knew was, I missed her. I needed her. I had to see her consequences be damned. Had I been expecting her to kiss me? Not really, but perhaps I should have. My Roza and I were a lot alike I was just better at keeping the impulsiveness hidden than she was, and if she hadn't kissed me then I probably would've kissed her.
The second she looked up at me, my heart stopped. Then I saw the pain and tears in her eyes and the damage she'd done to her hands and it started pounding something fierce. My baby my love my Roza was hurting. Instinct demanded that I protect her and then she was running into my arms and putting hers around me and all that registered was that I could do just that. I could protect her, I could make it better.
When our lips met, I just about lost all sense of self-control. Kissing her back was inevitable and, for a few fleeting seconds all was right in the world. She was here. She was safe in my arms where she belonged. Nothing else mattered until she pulled away for breath and the reality of our situation came crashing back in like a bitch straight out of hell making me put her down and step back.
"No Roza just no." I said and clearly, it was the wrong thing to say. Her expression changed, anger replacing the hurt I'd seen before.
When she told me to get out the first time, it took my mind a few seconds to process her words because I knew her well. I knew the hurt from earlier was still there, knew the anger was her way of masking her pain. So I reached for her, intent on taking care of her hands and explaining why I'd said no, but then she yelled and I backed off fully aware that she needed space. There would be no explaining tonight.
I left her dorm nodding at the matron as I walked past, fully intending to swop shifts with some guardian working tonight. It didn't matter that I probably should go to my room and get some rest. I wasn't going to be able to get any sleep now anyway, but suddenly the idea of monotonous patrol duty wasn't sitting well with me. I was too riled, worked up from the feel of her in my arms and her lips against mine, and yet so, so angry at the whole fucking world for putting us in this position.
In a perfect world this would've been so simple, because in a perfect world we would've just been 2 people happily in love and nothing more. Here we were too many things, we were mentor and student and we were guardians destined to guard the same charge. Those things could easily be fixed, Rose would be 18 and done with school soon enough and switching charges wasn't that hard, but none of that would matter if we couldn't have her parents approval would it?
The idea that I might have to make her choose between being with me and her family was enough to elicit a growl from me. Suddenly I was seeing red. Like with Roza moments before, the hurt and complete unfairness of this whole thing was suddenly transformed into anger. Not just anger, but boiling, seething fury, the kind that demanded something physical.
I started for the gym, but the second I stepped through the doors it was like I'd been sucker punched right in the stomach. Christ almighty, she had been here. I knew it before I even noticed the wrecked equipment. The familiar smell of her still lingered and I knew I should probably tell Alberta that we needed a new punching bag, but I'd just lost all sense of logic. I turned and walked out the door, going straight for the woods stepping past the ward line.
I knew no one would come looking for me out here, not after the glare I'd shot at the guardians on patrol. Right now that was a good thing, because with the way my blood was boiling, I really didn't think I could deal with anyone. The look of hurt that I'd seen in Rose's eyes flashed through my mind and I just about lost it. I balled my hands into fists and took my anger out on a tree, not caring about the fact that I was destroying my knuckles or that splinters of wood was imbedding themselves in my skin. In that moment, I didn't care about anything else. All I knew was I'd just found a much needed outlet.
*Grabs tissues.* Oh, well damn I just broke my own heart. How are you feeling, guys? Dimitri suddenly so intense sitting well with you? You know how to let us know!
Review lovelies and maybe Dimitri's intensity would be directed at you, but in an entirely different way if you catch my drift XD.
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Roza
