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Here you go; 2nd Chapter. I don't know when I'll be able to update again, but I'll try and do it Friday!
Obviously it's not Friday... Sorry :/ going through a rough patch and I was in a school play. ^. I am exhausted.
Also, this an AH story...
5 years ago.
"That's disgusting," Rose said, frowning. Dimitri chuckled next to her, and hung an arm around her shoulders, as best as he could.
"Yes, I know Roza," he answered her. She drowned in bliss at hearing her Russian nickname, her Russian boyfriend had given her. They'd been dating a year and half, now. Despite their age difference, they were very good together, because even if Rose was reckless, she was as mature as Dimitri, who was 19.
They fell into a comfortable silence, walking through the woods of the desolate Montana. They held hands and thought about their future as a couple. Their peaceful silence was interrupted by a running Lissa.
Rose, tensed up at the anguish look on her best friend's face. "What's wrong Liss?"
"Meredith was taken," she said hurriedly. Rose's heart dropped, Meredith was her cousin. Rose didn't say anything for a while, and then turned to look at Dimitri's painful expression. With pursed lips, his eyes begged her to stay calm.
"I'm sorry Roza," he said, apologizing for something that was not his fault.
"The Strigoi keep taking them Dimitri, I thought your family had fixed this," at she said the last part, she looked at Lissa, too. Lissa shrugged, and Rose knew her family didn't really included her in the family business. Rose took a step behind.
"She was my only family left..." she whispered.
Dimitri took a step closer to her girlfriend, hugging her close to his chest. He allowed himself to feel her pain, and she crumbled in his arms.
That sunny day in Montana, Dimitri made a painful decision. A decision he believed would save her life, but instead, it only led to her capture.
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Rose sat in the floor, contemplating the kidnapping of her cousin Meredith; another victim of human trafficking.
The Strigoi were a large, Turkish, organization/family/mafia, that were ruthless. They dealt with the trafficking of all sorts of drugs into the U.S.A, having contacts in the DEA. They also dealt with the trafficking of arms and human trafficking. They usually took girls from ages 10-17, taking them into very well hidden places, selling them off, abusing them, beating them, killing them, or keeping them for their own benefit.
Then there was the Russian mafia, which included the Belikov's, Dragomir's, and Dashkov's, in that order. All her friends were in the Russian mafia; though it had not been her choice.
Her mother, Janine Hathaway had been a victim of human trafficking, while her father Abe Mazur, was a leader of the strigoi; he'd met Janine, taken her, and run off, together with her and Meredith. Both girls had been dropped off at the Dragomir's doorstep, and raised by them. Many people believed her family was dead, though it was not for sure.
The question remained; why had they been dropped of at the Dragomir's, when they had been enemies for so long? Her question was answered few months later, once she was being held captive.
Rose held herself together, not shedding one single tear. She decided to be strong, and then there was a knock on her door. Slowly she got up to open the door, she sighed, relieved, to find only Dimitri on the other side. However, her heart dropped once she saw his facial expression.
"What's wrong?" she asked afraid of the answer. Had Meredith been found... Dead? Alive? Dimitri stared hard at her girlfriend, his next words crushing both of them.
"I can't be with you anymore," he said, cautiously. At any other time, Rose would have fought back. But she was tired, she'd been fighting her whole life.
She only said one word. "Why?"
Dimitri's heart broke: "The Strigoi want you Rose, and while they don't have you, they'll keep taking girls. Next time it could be my sister, or Nataly, or... Lissa."
Rose laughed, a dry, and life less laugh; her tears falling freely down her beautiful face.
"What's one more loss?" she asked. He was about to answer, when she closed the door on his face, throwing herself on the bed, crying herself to sleep.
Mourning the loss of her family, her cousin, and her boyfriend.
Present
Rose stared out the window in her room. California was always a warm place, the sun always shinning brightly, when she believed there was no reason for it. She laid sideways on her bed, her head on her hands, with the tears falling free down her face.
Her daughter played with Barbie and Ken only three feet away from her. She remained oblivious to her mother's pain, and concentrated on Barbie's and Ken's temporary break-up.
Jill had Adrian's mesmerizing green eyes. Her skin color was that of her mother's tanned one, with dark hair, almost black, the girl would be a real heart breaker when she grew up.
She was a mistake, one more in Rose's life, but one she loved with all her life. She was the only one holding her up, though she shouldn't have happened. Rose cried softly, cradling her stomach. knowing she could've been Dimitri's. If only...
Jill was her hope, the only bit of faith she had left. She was the reason why Rose wasn't dying in the alley right now, drugged and drunk. Jill crawled next to her mother, crawling up the bed, and hugging her mother as best as she could.
"No crying mommy. You're too pwetty," she said, smiling with a perfect set of white teeth. Rose smiled, pulling her daughter closer to her.
"Let's go visit daddy?" she asked her. Jill shot up from her bed, a huge smile on her face, making Rose smile even more.
"Yes!"
"Lets' go."
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Rose and Jill stopped in front of Adrian's door, shushing Jill, as she heard the arguing. For a moment she thought it was Lissa, Dimitri, and them, but as she leaned closer to the door, she only heard two voices. And they were not voices she had ever heard before. Yet, they sounded... Like she should know them. They were a female and a male, arguing with Adrian.
About her.
Shit.
"We need to see her!" the woman practically yelled.
"Tell us where she is Adrian. You owe us."
"Why?" Adrian demanded, and for once she was truly grateful. She was honestly afraid, mostly for her daughter, but then again the only reason he wouldn't tell them where she was, was his daughter.
She took three steps backwards, ready to run with Jill. For all she knew, they could be Strigoi, here to take her again, and punish her even more, for something her parents had done.
But she should've known better.
As she was ready to make a run for it, she ran smack into a tall man, hurting herself in the process. Not bothering to watch for her language, she looked up to meet a pair of hazel eyes, she did not know.
"The fuck are you made out of? Rock? Brick?"
Behind her, the door opened, revealing the couple that was here for her.
