They were sitting together, again.
"I want to know more about you."
Those words surprised Rose and Dimitri, himself.
Rose grew uncomfortable.
"Maybe if I know more about you?" she asked.
Even though she knew she would never answer his questions.
Dimitri hesitated.
Was e really going to let this strange woman in? When he didn't let in even his own family?
As he looked her over again, she was sitting next to him, hands on her stomach like always, her red lips forming a small smile, she always seemed to have, her hair in her eyes. He reached out to tuck a strand behind her ear, meeting her piercing brown eyes.
Sometimes it seemed she could see into his soul, and he could see into her soul.
They were the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
She seemed tough on the outside, but he guessed being a single mother did that to you.
But he knew she was a softy in the inside, you could see it when she nibbled on her lip, or looked down, and you could see it in her big eyes. She was innocent too, he knew this by looking at her young face, she had been cheated on.
She seemed innocent, but she was strong. She had to be in her condition right?
And she was.
After everything Rose had been through, all the times she had been cheated, been lied to, betrayed, abused of, and abandoned, she had to learn to be strong.
She had to leave her innocence behind.
She'd been a woman of money once, well recognized, but that was before she was cheated in, betrayed, abused, and lied to.
She'd been well once, before being rich, she'd had a safe home, and I job. But that had been before she met him. Her husband.
She had the sad satisfaction in knowing he'd paid for what he had done to her.
Sad because, she'd loved him one.
Sad, because her child would grow up without a father.
But she knew as long as she was alive, as long as she had the money, she would support her baby, and take care of it.
Besides who needs a father? She mentally rolled at her eyes.
Neither one of them knew that both had gone through a lot, been in pain, still are.
Dimitri took one more look at her, and decided.
He was going to let her in.
He looked away from her, staring out the window, into the whiteness.
"I had a brother once. Ivan," he begun, and Rose knew mentioning Ivan was very painful.
"He was younger than me, by two years, he always looked up to me."
It's been too long since he had last spoken about Ivan.
"We were really close, we were each others wingman."
It was very well known Dimitri Belikov was a womanizer, going through woman, like babies wen through diapers.
Dimitri shut his eyes, wanting the images to go away.
Images of what he'd done to his little brother.
Rose rested a hand on his shoulder, giving him the strength to go on.
"We went to a party once. Actually it was his bachelor party, he was getting married. I was angry at first, my wingman was leaving me. In reality it was jealousy, at first because he was leaving me for a woman, Tasha, an old friend. Truth was, I was jealous he was settling down first. My parents had been nagging at me to get married, settle down, have kids. I honestly didn't want that. So, when Ivan was going to get married, for the first time in years, my parents were more proud in him than me. It stung a bit."
He paused again, not knowing how to go on.
"Usually when we fought it was because he was mad our parents were proud of me and not him. At his bachelor party, I got wasted. More than that, I couldn't even see anymore. Ivan had to drive me home, he was a little bit displeased. He said, 'I know you're doing this because you're mad at me, but Dimka, you'll settle down once too' I'd laughed at his words. He went on to say I wouldn't be young forever, and that I shouldn't waste my time. I brought up the fact he was getting married to my ex girlfriend, I also said, 'Happy, for once mommy and daddy are proud of you ant not me.' That pissed him off."
This was the part, the painful one, the one he tried to forget.
"I got angry and we started fighting over the wheel, I told him I didn't need to have a babysitter and that I could drive myself. I undid his seat belt, too. We didn't see the the car, or the cliff. Ivan tried not to hit the other car, he veered off, my hands still on the wheel, going the other way. The car jumped off the cliff, it wasn't deep, but it was enough to send Ivan flying. I didn't took my seat belt off, so I was safe. The car was upside down but I managed to get out, and I searched for my brother. What I found was revolting."
Dimitri buried his face into his hands.
Ivan's brains had been splattered all over the ground, but he saved Rose of those images, although she imagined it was that. She remembered reading the newspapers on the tragic death of Ivan Belikov, although they didn't mention all this in the story.
Dimitri's tears fell into the floor, then onto Rose's lap, as she took him in, comforting like a mother would to her child.
"I killed my brother."
Those four words seemed to break Rose's heart.
She knew, kind of what it felt like.
To be consumed by guilt.
It was her fault too, that her husband was dead.
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Oh gosh, so many secrets! ;) lol sorry for the late update, I've been really busy.
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