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I turned on him and lashed out, caring of nothing but my baby and the monster biting into their neck. Suddenly I caught sight of Adrian's eyes. They'd changed from beautiful emerald green to a bloodthirsty red. I stopped my attack out of fear; I was absolutely petrified of the hungry look in his eyes.

He smiled maliciously and leaned forward, fangs sinking into my neck as my baby's screams echoed in my ears.

Chapter 9

Packing bags

I bolted upwards, screaming. Sweat covered my forehead and I found I was shaking. Tears burst from my eyes as Adrian and Dimitri's red eyes flashed behind my eyelids. I reached for my neck and was relieved when I found no bite marks. Sobs wracked my body and I flinched as arms wrapped around me comfortingly. I clung to Adrian tightly as my nightmare continued to play in front of my eyes.

Adrian rubbed my back and spoke soothing words in my ear until my sobs quietened. "A-Adrian?" I whispered. "Could . . . could you say something to distract me? I need to think about something else. Please?" I looked him in the eye. He leant down and kissed me softly. My brain temporarily short-circuited as his warm lips moved against mine tenderly.

I ended up on my back as Adrian started kissing me slightly deeper. Our tender kissing changed to a full make-out session. My emotions went haywire and all I could think of was Adrian. His lips moving against mine, his chest against mine, his hand in my hair, his other hand running up my back.

And then the pregnancy thing took over my actions again and I got up, running to the bathroom with a hand over my mouth.

I just wanted to scream. Once again, just as I was beginning to move on with my life, the whole situation destroyed my time with Adrian and reminded me of how much shit I was in. And back to my question that I'd been asking myself for the last couple of days; how could I give Adrian a fair chance if I had a baby to look after? I was trying to make it work, but my effort was just thrown back in my face each time I tried.

Tears came to my eyes as I thought of how Adrian was trying so hard to make me happy. This was all being thrown back at him too. I was getting to a point in my life were the hole left in my heart by Dimitri was being filled by how Adrian was making me happy. But this baby was getting in the way of that. Not just how I kept throwing up in the mornings; but what about when I started getting fat? I couldn't stay at St Vlad's when that started happening; people would have more than rumours to go on. And then where would I go? If I went to the court, like I was starting to think about, what would the queen think? She'd have a fit.

I started hyperventilating again as I moved to the sink to wash my face. Oh, God, what am I going to do? My life is so fucked up sometimes I wonder why I try. But then I realise that I have so much to live for. I have my best friends, I have a baby on the way, even if it's Dimitri's and I'll never be able to see him under good circumstances, it was still mine. And I have Adrian. He'd been so kind and generous throughout this whole situation and I loved him for it.

I saw my eyes widen in the mirror from that last thought. Loved him for it. I knew my feelings for Adrian had increased, but did I love him? All through this mess he'd supported me, helped me, made me happy (well, as happy as possible, but still). I guess I was beginning to love him. I'd never really thought about it until now. A small smile started to creep over my face at the thought.

After washing my face again and brushing my teeth, I made my way out of the bathroom. Adrian sat on my bed, flicking through a book I forgot I'd purchased. He put the book down and smiled up at me when I sat down next to him. I sighed. "Adrian, what are we, or rather, what am I going to do. I can't just stay here. And it's rather obvious I can't go back to hunting Dimitri." Thankfully I kept my composure.

Now it was his turn to sigh. "Rose, I think we should go to the royal court, both of us. And then when Lissa and Christian graduate, they'd most likely come too." I started my protests about what the queen would think, but he just kissed my forehead. "Don't worry Rose. She'll either come around, or just avoid you in the end. There's nothing she can do now." He kissed my cheek. "Come on, we need to tell Lissa that we're leaving."

I nodded sadly and grabbed some clothes for the day. Adrian left, saying he would meet me at breakfast. I put on a grey top over a thin black hoodie and my favourite jeans. Then left my room with five minutes til the end of student's breakfast.

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"You're leaving?" Lissa whisper-shouted. Christian, Eddie and Justin all looked at me with the same look of disbelief on their faces. Adrian sat next to me with an arm around my shoulders.

"Look, I just think the court is the best place to go in my-" I looked around the room. "-situation. And plus, I can't stay here."

"Why not?" Lissa asked.

I raised my eyebrows, "How the hell could I stay at school? Most people already think Adrian knocked me up. And-"

"So it is true then." I so did not want to hear that voice again. Clenching my fists, I slowly turned to face Jesse, who was closely followed by Ralph. They both wore smirks that I wanted nothing more than to tear off their faces.

"What's true?" I asked. "That you're face looks like someone glued your ass in the wrong place?" People sitting around us who'd been watching started snickering. I even heard Adrian give a small chuckle.

People turned their heads and stopped to watch us when they heard the laughter. I leant back slightly, starting to enjoy being petty again. Jesse shrugged, seeming to be at ease as well. "Oh, I just heard the words 'Adrian knocked me up' and thought I'd heard a confession." I heard a few ooh's from the crowd. That statement might have been somewhat true; I did say that, just not in that context. But my immature mind came back in a flash and the way he said it made me think of him in a police uniform.

"God, I haven't heard the word confession since some show I watched before I came back. Typical fat police officer. Ya haven't got a new role model now have you Jesse?" I could see some people ready to start cheering 'fight, fight, fight', it was somewhat amusing. I smiled.

"Oh grow up Hathaway. Maybe a baby is just what you need for your maturity levels." Okay, now he'd overstepped the line. Fixing him with a glare that would have made the dead shiver in their graves, I clenched my fists even tighter. He just didn't get the hint to shut his fat mouth. "Tell me," he said, leaning towards my ear. "Was he any better than me?" Adrian couldn't hold me back as I launched myself at Jesse.

My clenched fists hit his face over and over, breaking his nose at the first contact between my fist and his face. I first saw the blood pouring out when Eddie, Justin and two other novices pulled me off him. As he stood up, I managed to kick him in his side hard enough to make him go back down again. "Don't mess with me, Jesse Zeklos." I hissed. "Or I'll find you when you least expect it, when no-one's around to save your sorry ass. And don't you dare say or act like we did anything. Or I'll tell everyone in detail what your face looked like when Dimitri came in, you snivelling son of a bitch."

I wrenched myself out of the novices' hands and stormed out of the cafeteria. I had no doubt that Kirova would banish me from St Vlad's after that, so I left to go pack my bags.

Oh, my god, I am soooo sorry I didn't update sooner! Many excuses, not going to waste my time.

Hope you liked the chapter better than I did.

Randomitis Sufferer