What's up! Wow 92 reviews! You guys make me soooooooo happy! Okay some of you might be happy with this chapter and some of you might be dissappointed with this chapter, i don't know. I update every week now, i don't really like that, but hey i have to do my homework! So my friend read this story and reviewed but didn't put her name and said i was creative! haha right, i told her theres tons of stories like these! i don't think its very creative. Anyway on with story 'cause i'm probably annoying you!

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Dimitri's and Tasha's wedding was getting closer and closer. I could either confess everything to Dimitri or loose him forever. Would he even believe me if I told him the truth? Would he be angry? Would I ruin his life doing this? Two weeks. I have two weeks to decide. Alex and I helped Lissa clean her house. Alex cleaned the couch, I cleaned the bathrooms and Lissa cleaned everything else. After we finished cleaning Lissa and I collapsed on the couch. A while later we heard glass shatter in the kitchen. I ran to the kitchen and Alex had broken a cup, she had fallen. She had a few cuts; oh crap I hope glass didn't get in them. Tasha, Dimitri, and Christian were now in the kitchen probably wondering what happened. "I'll clean it up you go get Alex bandaged up." Lissa said. I took Alex to my room's bathroom and sat her on the sink. What's stopping me now? Why don't I just tell Dimitri everything? Tasha's not pregnant, so what's the problem? Am I that stubborn? I cleaned and bandaged Alex's cuts and went back down stairs to a clean kitchen. Lissa and Christian were there. I went outside, Alex stayed inside with Lissa and Christian.

I sat on the porch swing, which I barely noticed was there. After a moment someone else came outside. I turned to see Dimitri; he was on guardian mode not showing any emotion. I turned back around and he sat next to me.

"Dimitri I need to talk to you." I said and still didn't meet his eyes.

"What is it?"

"I-I . . . I should have told you before but, Dimitri you're . . . Alex's dad. I—" before I could finish he interrupted me.

"What? And you didn't tell me? You did the same thing Tasha's threatening me of doing! Why didn't you tell me?" he says very loudly, and I thought he had good control. Hey this is a good thing Lissa has no neighbors!

"How did you expect me to tell you! You said you couldn't stand the guilt! What would the have been the difference?"

"I would have stayed, I would have never left! I tried to communicate with you! I wrote you letters! You could have told me then!"

"You're such a liar! I never got one single letter from you! And why would you do that! You love Tasha! You think she's pregnant! Since when do you act without thinking?"

"Wait . . . Did you just say I think she's pregnant?" oh crap, eh might as well say everything.
"Yes! I said think! 'Cause you're fiancé is a fuken lying bitch! She's not even pregnant!" right when I said it Tasha came outside.

"You stupid blood whore! You would really go that low and say that!"

"It's the truth! What kind of pregnant person gets their period!" Dimitri turned to Tasha. I hope Lissa and Christian keep Alex inside. Tasha glared at me and was about to slap me but Dimitri caught her wrist.

"By doing that, you're admitting what Rose says is true. I want a pregnancy test done." Dimitri tells her. He then lets go of her and leaves without another look at me or her. I go back inside; well at least he didn't call me a blood whore like in my dream right? As soon as I reach the living room, Lissa is there for me.

"Rose! What happened?" she says.

"Let's go to my room." I say and we go and take Alex with us.

As soon as we reach my room Lissa says, "What happened?"

"I told Dimitri everything."

"What do you mean everything? I thought the only thing he didn't know was that Alex was his daughter."

"Well that and that Tasha's not pregnant."

"What! How do you know?"

"Come on! What kind of pregnant lady buys tampons?"

Lissa stayed quiet for a while and then says, "What'd he say?"

"He asked why I didn't tell him before." I said and then sighed. "You know what's weird?"

"What?"

"Dimitri said he wrote me letters, and I never got any letters."

"That is strange." Lissa stayed with me for a while and then left. I then started crying, me telling him didn't make a difference.

"Why are you sad mom?" Alex asks me. She had a worried look on her face, which I hardly ever saw.

"I'm not sad."

"You're crying." she said.

I hugged her and buried my face in her hair. What am I suppose to do now? Will Dimitri still get married now? What will happen with Alex? I stayed like that for I don't know how long.

"Come on Alex lets go back downstairs." I said. Then I looked in the mirror and my eyes were bloodshot from crying. My cheeks had trails of dried tears, I looked horrible, but I don't really care anymore. No one was in the living room or the kitchen. It was barely the evening, and everyone was in their room, meaning Tasha and Dimitri were probably together. I sighed loudly and sat on the couch. I think Alex and I should leave soon, coming here only brought drama. Alex sat next to me quietly, Alex's head shot up when she heard the front door open and then close. I stayed there and didn't even look until I saw Dimitri right in front of me. I looked away from him like before. Has he been outside this whole time?

"Rose, we need to talk." He says in a blank tone.

"About?" I say.

"Rose, I'm serious. You've kept me away for two, three years. But not anymore!" he says losing control again.

"Well whose fault is it?" I say losing my control too. I took a deep breath; three year olds aren't supposed to watch their parents argue. I turned on the TV and changed it to 'Nick Jr.', and then walked outside, Dimitri followed. "Don't ever yell at me in front of my daughter!" I say to him.

"You mean our daughter!" I turned around and took another deep breath. If I didn't, I'd probably hit him, or maybe knee him uh somewhere. I don't know where this anger came from, it's not from spirit.

"Well what do you want to do?" I say more calmly.

"I'm canceling my wedding . . . If Tasha's not pregnant." he says.

"Seriously? So that means you don't believe me?" I was about to walk away but he got my wrist and restrained me there.

"What if you were wrong?"

"Then go buy a fucken pregnancy test!"

"I already did." he says.

"So you don't get married to Tasha then what?" I ask.

"It surprises me that you're not pushing me away." he says.

"I know how it feels to never meet your dad, and you know how it is to know him but not be with him. I bet my father knew about me. Did he ever try to meet, no. Did he ever call me, no. Did he ever just come visit me, no. Do I think he cares about me . . . , no. I don't want the same for Alex. But I rather us be together as a family then not be together at all." I say and barely notice my eyes were watery. I never knew how sad I was about never meeting my dad until now. One tear rolled down my cheek and Dimitri wiped it away with his thumb, then tilted my head up and kissed me. Soft and slow at first then harder and more passionate like always. I backed away first and then said, "What if Tasha is somehow pregnant? You will get married?"

He sighed and then thought for a moment, "No, I will not marry her." he said.

"Did you really fall in love with her?" I ask.

"No."

"Then why did you sleep with her?" I ask. He seemed uncomfortable with the question, and so did I.

"I thought I was over you." he finally says.

"So if I think I'm over you I can go sleep with Jesse?" I ask. He flinched at that.

"That's not the same! I—"

"Yes it is. Both Tasha and Jesse are bastards." I say. Dimitri didn't say anything, but I knew he thought the same as I did.

"So what, I don't marry Tasha, and I move in with you?"

"Why don't we go have Tasha take the test?" I ask even though I already know she's not pregnant. He nodded and we went inside, Alex was still watching TV. We went to his and Tasha's room; she was there on the bed reading a magazine. She glared at me and then looked at Dimitri with a confused look.

"Here, you need to take the test." he says and than hands her a pregnancy test. She looks at it for a minute and then gets up and goes to the bathroom. I lean against the wall and close my eyes. Tasha then comes out with the stick in her hands.
"You washed your hands right?" I ask. She doesn't answer and just glares at me.

"It takes ten minutes." she says, looking at Dimitri.

"Why don't you just say the truth, I know you're not pregnant." I say. And again she doesn't answer me. Talk about awkward! I decide not to say anything else since I'm not going to get answered. These were going to be some long ten minutes. I felt like I looked at my watch every second. I don't know why I'm so worried when I know she's not pregnant.

When it was finally ten minutes Dimitri says, "If she's pregnant it'll say PREGNANT if she's not, it'll say NOT PREGNANT." Slowly, Dimitri looked at the test and when he saw it, he went white. No this can't be happening! She's not pregnant! I took the test from Dimitri and in the small box it read: PREGNANT.

Tasha's POV

I said I'd get pregnant, and I did. I am not going to let my Dimka be with that stupid blood whore, not after all the work it took me to get him. The real father of this baby will never be revealed. As soon as that whore saw the results she was shocked, I don't know how she figured out I wasn't pregnant at first, but it doesn't matter anymore since I'm pregnant now. Dimka and I will get married, and we will have this baby together, no matter what.

Omigosh! I wanted that to happen differently but i just couldnt help it! i wanted Dimitri to know sooooooo badly! So yeah what'd you think? review! (i know i sound desperate) Okay seriously, review and tell me what you think! When ever i get emails saying someone reviewed they always makes me smile! Like no joke! Well i'll update soon! maybe even this weekend 'cause i have a four-day-weekend! Yay! Hahaha. Remember its a maybe :) ~Cynthia Valencia