If you're still confused I think you should re-read the story: Rose was drugged, and she was drunk, which is why she didn't remember anything what so ever not to mention the smoke from the fire; Dimitri didn't know she was raped, not until Rose admitted it to herself.
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"Heart"-Pretty Reckless
Never wanted to feel
Never wanted you to steal my heart
Never wanted you to know
Never wanted to show I'm weak
I'm falling all over myself
Trying to be someone else
I wish you would dare to walk me home
So I wouldn't have to feel alone
Always wanted to be
Always wanted you to see my heart
Always wanted your love
Always wanted but never was
I"m falling all over myself
Trying to be someone else
I wish you would dare to walk me home
So I wouldn't have to feel alone
I'm falling all over myself
Dying to be someone else
I wish you would dare to walk me home
I don't wanna fight the world alone
Never told you before
Never loved you more
I'm falling all over myself
Trying to be someone else
I wish you would dare to walk me home
So I wouldn't have to feel alone
I'm falling all over myself
Dying to be someone else
I wish you were dead and walk me home
I don't wanna fight the world alone
I don't wanna fight the world alone
I don't wanna fight the world alone
All alone
Ambrose... It took every ounce in my body not to scream, gasp, cry out, or just make a face. I swallowed, looking into his eyes, hoping to be able to remember something, anything, but came up blank.
Blank.
"Ah! Ambrose, son, what are you doing here?" Jake said coming out of the house, Mia not so far behind him. She came to stand next to me, as Ambrose and Jake hugged.
"Oh you know Jake, just came back from Africa," he answered, pulling away from him.
"Can you believe this kid? He was doing charity work in Africa, isn't that right?" Jake asked him.
"Yes, I was working with kids," the smile never left his face.
"How long where you there for?" I asked, my voice trembling a bit.
"Over 6 months."
I didn't say anything after that, Jake led Ambrose into the house, and Mia led me back to the swing.
"Tell me your story Rose."
I waited a few seconds, struggling with myself. Mia rested her head against my shoulder, and I got my strength to speak.
"A year ago, I met Dimitri. I'd just turned 18, it was a school dance, and he was there, to visit a cousin of his. He was 24 at the time, so he was a chaperon... we danced that night, I figured I would never get to see him again... And I didn't." I stopped to take in a deep breath.
"What happened next?"
"A few months before graduation I met Ivan. He was handsome, and he was so kind. We became quick friends despite the age difference. He was really funny, sarcastic, he reminded me of my best friend Mason. Soon enough, all three of us become friends. There was a campfire, graduation was near, and we were all excited. Ivan had said he was going to invite a friend... It was Dimitri. We started talking, it was the beginning of May, and he made me happy... I didn't want him to though."
"Why not?"
"I knew what it meant, saying those three words... It was a promise, a promise I was sure was going to get broken. I never wanted him to hold my heart, never wanted to love him, but I did. And i thought he did too.
"What happened?"
"I'd had a fight with Dimitri, it was small, but he had to go back to the city, and that night we'd had sex, we used a condom of course. He left Ivan to take care of me... I went to a party, where I got totally wasted. Ivan and Mason took me home, and they'd said they would stay over until next morning, only they didn't," I whispered the last part, wiping away the few tears that had escaped.
"There was a fire, they got stuck inside, and never made it out. Ivan took me outside, he saved me. A few weeks after that Dimitri and I went our separate ways, it was his choice, but I knew he was right."
And he took me to the river
Where he slowly let me drown.
"Two days later I found out I was pregnant. My parents kicked me out and my best friend Lissa took me in to her house, in L.A. I started working for a law firm, my boss being Dimitri..."
"Wow... Is he the dad?"
I shook my head,"No. I was raped the night of Mason's and Ivan's death."
There was a moment of complete silence, until Mia pulled me into her arms. "I'm so sorry! Oh god, you're so strong Rose! If..."
She couldn't complete the sentence, and we just stayed there in the swing, going back in forth, feeling the coll night air on us. She didn't say anything, she didn't comfort me in any way, she just played with my hair, and let me cry.
She let me pour my soul out to her, and didn't say anything else. She listened to me cry for hours, while Jake and Ambrose caught up inside the house.
That night I felt free.
I bit on my nail as I kept looking at my phone that was on the pink comforter. Ambrose had taken Mia to the clinic to get checked out, and tomorrow I'd go with them, and I'd find out, finally, the sex of the baby. I had wanted to keep it a secret, but I couldn't anymore.
I'd checked out Ambrose with Mia, and Mia seemed to trust him. He'd been here in Nevada for a three years and he seemed safe. After all there were many Ambroses out there...
"Rose, sweetheart are you okay?" I jumped up, to face Jake leaning against the door frame.
"Yeah, just deciding whether to call or not," I said sheepishly, looking back down at the phone.
"Call him, and then come down for lunch, Mia and Ambrose should be here in a few," he said, winking at me, and leaving.
I stared blankly after him. Should I call him? I bit my nail again, and looked at the phone. I picked it up, and pressed on his name. I took in a deep breath, and called it.
Only to hang up after a second.
"Call you stupid ass," I muttered. I did call. The phone rung, five time... 6... And went to voice mail. I was going to hang up, but I just took in one deep breath.
"Hey... I just- I just wanted you to know I'm safe. i found a place to live, and I like it here. I want you to tell Lissa I'll send her e-mails, I just thought I should call you. I knew you wouldn't answer, either way... I miss you, and I miss the others. Do me a favor? In my room, in the closet there's a black box, there's a letter for you, and a CD. Those songs, the helped me out a lot, and they, just listen to them... I wanted you to know you don't have to act anymore, it's okay, we're not together anymore, and it doesn't matter, the baby isn't yours. I want you to know though, I never wanted you to hold my heart, I never wanted to love you as much as I do-"
I stopped, I didn't know what else to say, and the machine cut me off. I hung up and threw the phone on the bed, feeling breathless, so I sat down. I wiped away the tears, and I made a silent promise to myself.
I'll never cry again.
Always wanted your love... Always wanted but never was.