(Thank you all for the reviews! i'm glad you love the story so far and Pyro will be making an appearance soon. Until then, enjoy this chapter. I own none of the characters just the plot.)

Chapter two

Rose POV

This can not be fucking happening. Why the hell is Dimitri standing at my door at 3 in the morning? What does he want? What do I say? Why am I still in my bra and underwear? All of these questions buzzed around my head while Dimitri and I stared at each other. His face was unreadable but his eyes were a storm of emotions. They displayed anger, sadness, stress, and for a brief second I thought I saw the hunger and lust he once had for me. I immediately shook that thought from my head. He has no more feelings for me. He proved that when he ripped my heart out and went to Tasha.

"Roza, can I come in? I need to talk to you," He said breaking the silence. When he said my old nickname, I felt my heart skip a beat. He always used to call me that when we were together. At that moment, I felt like everything was normal again but I wasn't stupid. I know that everything is not normal. He broke my heart and he has no right to use that name ever again.

"You can come in but make it quick. I want to get back to sleep and don't call me Roza," I said in a monotone voice. I put up my guardian mask and bottled up my emotions. I stepped aside and he walked in. I closed the door and turned on the light. He was sitting on my bed and he was staring at me. I walked over to my dresser and found one of my big shirts. I put that on and pulled on some boxers. (Yes, I like wearing boxers, sue me).

"Why did you act like that today?" Dimitri said. I didn't expect him to talk first but I've been with Dimitri long enough to know that I should always expect the unexpected from him.

"What are you talking about?" I said. I knew what he was talking about but I was going to play dumb just to piss him off.

"You know what I'm talking about. Why were you so rude to Princess Vasilisa? That wasn't necessary," He said in a stern voice. I looked at him with a bored look on my face but on the inside, my anger was rising.

"Well, she shouldn't have butted in. She should learn how to control her pet Ivashkov," I snapped.

"Roza, I know that these last few months weren't good but that doesn't give you an excuse to be rude. To be honest, you brought this all on yourself. I mean the situation between you and I was both of our faults but everything else was yours. You shouldn't take out your anger on others. You've always had a problem with that, which is probably why you don't have a moroi-" His words were cut off. Not because he stopped on his own or he wanted to spare my feelings. No. His words were cut off because I punched him dead in his face. Before he could say anything else, I punched him. To say that he was shocked would be an understatement. He sat there for a minute with his palm on his face. He was rubbing the spot where I punched him.

"Why the hell did you-" He started to say but I punched him again. I know he was pissed but I didn't give a fuck. How dare he say that to me? He honestly thinks I wanted all of this? All I could see was red and it took every once of my self control to not beat the shit out of him. I know Dimitri is taller than me but I've been training a lot lately and I learned some new moves, so I'm pretty sure I can give him a very good fight.

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you come in here and lecture me about being polite to people that hate my guts? Have you lost your fucking mind? Do you honestly think and believe that I wanted all of this? You think I wanted to lose the love of my life to an old, ass, tramp? You think I wanted to lose my best friend and the only family I ever really had? If you do, than you never knew anything about me Dimitri," I said in a deathly low voice. Dimitri stood up but he kept his distance. He knew that when I sounded like that, I was extremely pissed.

"Roza, I didn't mean it like that. Its just that-" He started but I didn't want to hear it.

"DON'T FUCKING CALL ME ROZA! YOU LOST THAT PRIVLIGE WHEN YOU LEFT ME FOR TASHA! WHAT OTHER MEANING DO YOU HAVE DIMITRI! YOU HURT ME AND YOU THINK I WANTED THIS! I LOVED YOU AND YOU RIPPED MY HEART OUT! YOU PLAYED ME LIKE I WAS A FUCKING TOY AND YOU THREW ME ASIDE WHEN YOU GOT SOMETHING BETTER! ALL OF YOU DID! YOU, LISSA, TASHA, AND ADRIAN! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE AND MY ROOM! I DON'T WANT YOU TALKING TO ME EVER AGAIN! JUST KEEP YOUR DISTANCE OR I SWEAR I WILL MAKE SURE YOU REGRET IT! TELL THE OTHERS THAT AS WELL! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH ANY OF YOU!" I screamed at him. I was so hurt and outraged that tears started to fall. Dimitri saw them and I could see in his eyes that he knew how much he and the others hurt me. He stood there for a few more seconds not knowing what to do. In the end, he sighed and turned away from me. He walked out of the door and I rushed to close and lock it.

I was on the floor in a matter of seconds. I was so messed up and I couldn't take it. I had nowhere to go and no one to see. I knew that Ambrose was probably sleeping, so I didn't want to bother him. Eddie wasn't here anymore and neither was Mia. They moved away together after he became her guardian. So where did that leave me? I had no idea but I realized that I couldn't just sit here anymore.

I got up and went straight to my closet. I pulled a pair of black skinny jeans and a black tank top. I put on my black leather jacket and walked out. I had no idea where I was walking until I reached it. Right next to the filing room on court was a bar. It was open and I only knew one thing for sure. Tonight, I was going to get wasted and no one is going to stop me.

I walked up to the bar table and waited for the bar tender to serve me. I looked around and saw some moroi men and women drinking. I also saw some dhampirs as well. I waved to the ones that I knew and turned to the bar tender.

"What can I get you?" He asked. He looked liked he was in his mid 20's and like he had a few drinks himself. His hair was slicked back and he gave me a smile that showed his fangs.

"Can I get a dirty martini and two shots of Russian vodka?" I asked him. I gave him my man eater smile. As expected he got flustered and ran to the back to make my drinks. It took him two minutes to get everything. I thanked him and poured both shots in the martini. I knew that I would have a killer headache in the morning but right now I didn't care.

"Cheers to the lonely and miserable," I mumbled to myself and downed my alcohol sleep pill.