This Kiss Goodbye

"I'm not leaving you." I said sternly as I held onto his arm. "I love you." His eyes glimmered every time I said those three words. His hand cupped my cheek and leaned in to kiss my forehead.

"I'm not leaving you either." He said his accent heavy with emotion. I tried to keep the tears out of my eyes, but they fell over as I realized this will be the last time we see each other – in this world anyways. "I'll always love you – in this world and the next." I managed to look into his brown soulful eyes. He meant it – even with what he said in the church, he lied, to protect me. But I'm not gonna lie, I love him. This could very well be the last moments together on earth and I'm going to tell him everything, because I can't afford to die with a broken heart.

With the riots coming soon I can't die, knowing he doesn't love me. But I won't. Because he does. We were holed up in a small compartment, somewhere under court. Lissa arranged it, only telling our friends where we were but someone must of told because about an hour ago we heard on the small little radio we have down here that small riots were forming around court coming to kill us. It can take them a while to find us, there are lots of sublevels here at court and we happen to be in a small one so we have this small time to say goodbye. Luckily Lissa won't have to see this – she's out of court doing something with Christian. Obviously someone set that up so they won't try to stop them.

Dimitri came about the day before just to say he loved me. We made passionate love that night, and now this. It's like we're cursed every time we have sex something tragic happens.

Me and Dimitri were cuddled on the bed – fully clothed and he kept kissing me, gentle kissed non sexual, just to savor me and I did the same.

"What about your family? They'll miss you." I said pulling away.

"They already mourned me – trust me, they're strong they'll be fine."

"And I won't!" I said completely pulling away.

"Not, I won't if something happened to you." I looked into his eyes, it was true. I was already broken once when something happened to Dimitri, I'm sure I'll die if the situation was reversed. I kissed him again, it was quick but I savored every second of it.

"This can't be happening, I love you, and everything was going great. We can't die like this! Without a fight, we shouldn't give up!"

"We won't Roza." He said getting up from the bed. He kept a small bag near the end loaded with it, two stakes a dagger and a small pistol they can't hold up a mob.

"Don't worry; we won't use them if we don't have to." He said giving me the stake and gun. He tossed the empty bag over his shoulder. I got up and followed him to the door where he punched in the code opening it. He peaked out before mentioning me to follow.

"Okay we split up from here. Meet me at the small dinner south of here in an hour."

"Wait, split up?" I asked. "Why the hell would we do that?"

"Because it's safer." He said ending the small dispute by another kiss, one that lasted longer, more pleasurable and one that had 'Dimitri' all over it. I knew what it meant, it was to remember him if he didn't come back. But he will he's a god and gods can take small riots.

After the kiss goodbye he left, we both went different ways hopefully gonna met up so we never have to say goodbye.

Short chapter but on the bright side it isn't as sad as I planned it to be.