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Chapter 2
After little-Rose made sure Dimitri understood she knew he wasn't Dimitri (from this place, at least) she turned her back to him and continued to draw.
Hours passed, and Dimitri just sat there, watching little-Rose – because after all, he was supposed to be babysitting her.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he noticed it had been a while when he heard the door being opened. Little-Rose got up and walked towards the door, then stopped and waited for the person to enter – it was Janine. Dimitri got up too, but he didn't try to get closer.
"Mommy is home." Rose said slowly and never looking up, surprising Dimitri because he thought she couldn't speak.
"Hello baby. How was your day?" She asked little-Rose at the same time she kneeled in front of her.
"Rose?" She asked again when the girl didn't move or answer.
"Rose missed mommy." She finally responded, again speaking in a slow way. Janine smiled at her daughter, but then she looked at little-Rose with scolding eyes.
"Look at me." She told the girl with a firm – yet gentle – tone. Rose then lifted her head for the first time – in Dimitri's presence – but her eyes too traveled up, towards the far corner. Janine saw that and then she raised her hand, pointed her index and middle fingers to her eyes and said, "Look at me."
Dimitri was stunned when little-Rose met her mother's eyes. Janine just smiled.
"Mommy is going to touch you now." She warned before lifting little-Rose in her arms. She then walked out towards the kitchen.
"Hey Dimitri, come here." The woman said. Dimitri hoped that she wasn't going to complain about something he'd done. But when he reached the kitchen, Janine was serving some leftover food in three plates; she offered one to him. He took it and simply stood there. Janine, who was already by Rose's side seated on the table, looked at him with a questioning look, but then she shrugged.
"Are you staying tonight?" She asked suddenly.
"Staying where?" He responded.
"Uhm, at the house?" She said in a confused kind of way.
"This house?" He said.
"Well, of course this house Dimitri. Are you okay?" She questioned.
"Uh… yeah. And I'm staying here tonight." He said, because he had nowhere else to go. Janine made a sound that indicated him she approved of his decision, though he didn't know why.
Time passed and Abe didn't make it to the house that night – apparently his job would force him to stay after normal working hours. After some time, Janine said she was going to put little-Rose into bed, and then go lay down herself; so after some thinking Dimitri decided he was going to get some sleep himself.
"Where am I sleeping?" He asked Janine, who already had little-Rose in her arms and was going up the stairs. Janine looked at him weird and then sighed.
"Follow me." She said.
…
Already in his bed, after taking a shower, Dimitri couldn't sleep. He was thinking about Rose. His Rose. Well, the Rose from his world. He was thinking about her lips, and how she tasted. About her smell, and how beautiful she was. His thoughts were interrupted by a sound in the door. He got up and opened. Little-Rose was there, kneeling and rocking her small body. There were tears on her eyes, and Dimitri kneeled down beside her.
"Rose, are you okay?" He asked. At the sound of his voice more tears fell from her eyes. He sighed.
"Can I touch you Rose?" He asked. Nothing happen and then she gave him a little nod he barely noticed. He slowly put his hand in her tiny hands, and little-Rose emitted a small sob. He suddenly had a lump on his throat and had to swallow.
"I'm going to lift you up, is that okay Rose?" The girl nodded. He carefully and very, very slowly put her in his arms. The girl wrapped herself around him, hugging him very tight, as if she didn't want to let go, and sobbed silently in his arms. Dimitri walked them towards the bed, where he sat down.
"Give Dimitri back." She said in a slow way – he then noticed that was the only way she could talk. When her words finally made sense to him he sighed.
"I can't Rose, I don't know how to." He told her in a sad way. The girl only sobbed intensely. "I'm sorry I'm not him Rose. What can I do?" He finished.
He hated this. Though he didn't really know this little girl, her suffering was torturous to him. She was so small and tiny. If only he wasn't evil, he might be able to help her in some way. But he was evil; he had been a Strigoi and he wasn't able to feel anything good anymore. Only hate, anger, fear.
"I miss him. Give him back." She said slowly and crying and sobbing. The only thing he could do was hug her.
He felt helpless.
Rose fell asleep in his arms, so he got up and put her in her own bed again. Then he came back to his room and sat at the end of his bed. He decided to get some sleep and go back to bed.
He dreamt of Rose. His Rose. She was laughing, and she looked very happy. She saw him and smiled. Then she said, "Come back, Dimitri."
He tried to reach her but couldn't. No matter how hard he tried.
After that, he can only remember a bright light.
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