A/N Sorry it has taken so long to get this chapter up, I have been sick and at the doctors all the time :( but, here is chapter eight. Review please! Happiness is the best medicine when you're sick, and reviews always make me happy!
Disclaimer:
: anyone want to do the disclaimer? Dimitri, perhaps you would like to?
Dimitri: Awww, do I have to?
B.B: Yes, you do. Do it, do it, do it.
D: Fine! does not own Vampire Academy nor it's fantastic characters, like me. All credit goes to Richelle Mead, except the plot, that belongs to . *turns to B.B* Are you happy now? I did what you wanted.
B.B: Extremely:)
CHAPTER 8
Dimitri's POV
When we arrived back at St Vladimir's Academy, it was the middle of the vampire night, day for humans.
Roza and Paul were still asleep in the back seat. They both looked completely adorable curled up together like small children. Viktoria and I got out of the car and walked to the back door of the car. When I opened the door, Roza stirred and mumbled something incoherently, but did not wake up, and neither did Paul who also continued to sleep soundly. I smiled at the sight, and bent to lift Rose into my arms. Viktoria did the same with Paul.
I turned to Viktoria. "I'll take you and Paul to your room, and then I'll take Roza to her dorm." I said to my sister, who smirked at me. "One of the guardians will bring your bags up to your room." I led Viktoria to the room that she would be sharing with Paul. It was next to mine.
Before I left the room, I planted a kiss on Viktoria's cheek and Paul's head. "I'm so glad you're here, Vik," I told my sister. "I have missed you all so much."
She smiled and touched my cheek with her fingers. "I have missed you too, Dimka. Mamma misses you like crazy too. She said to say hi to you and tell you that she loves you. Same goes for everyone else."
Thinking of my mother made my heart ache, I missed her so much. We had always been close, especially when my father was abusive toward her. I was always there for her, and now being away from her for so long in another country, it was hard for me, not being there to help her when she needed it. I knew that my sister s would always be there for my mother, but I hated the fact that I was not there. Although I loved it here in America, with Rose, I missed my country.
I left Viktoria getting Paul into bed and, with Rose still sleeping in my arms, I walked to her room. I had to find her key in her pocket because she had locked her door. When I finally got her in her room and laid her down on her bed, her eyes opened with a start and she gasped a little.
"Dimitri... it hurts again." She whimpered into my chest as I pulled her to me. Her head again. Dammit, what was making this happen! I was pretty sure that this was beginning to hurt me almost as much as it was hurting my Roza, seeing her in pain all the time.
"It's going to be fine, Roza," I murmured into her hair, keeping my voice from breaking. "We will find out what is causing this. I promise Roza." I made that promise, and I intended to keep it. I would start looking for signs that could be triggering the migraines, and I would keep tabs on Rose.
Tears of pain and suffering cascaded down her beautiful face, making my heart break into a million pieces.
She pulled me down onto her bed next to her and she curled up against me chest. I rocked her back and forth, whispering soothing words in her ear. It took time, but she eventually slipped into an exhausted sleep.
I slid off the bed and found a blanket at the end of Rose's bed. I pulled it up over her body. I sighed and walked over to the window, sitting down on the upholstered window seat. The school grounds were still blanketed in darkness, but with my dhampir eyes, I could make out more than any human could. I saw something move on the edge of the forest that surrounded the school grounds. I peered closer, it looked like a person, but I couldn't be sure. Maybe it was just a guardian on duty. Something stirred in my memory as I recalled the last time I had seen something like this. It had been when Rose was running during training and I had noticed a figure move extremely fast. A shiver ran down my spine, but I shook it off. I stood and walked over to where Rose was sleeping on her bed. I kissed her cheek before leaving her.
When I got back to my room, Viktoria was waiting at my door. "Is everything okay?" I asked her.
She nodded and smiled. "Yep, I just wanted to talk. I'm not tired, and I just thought we could catch up or something?" It sounded like a question, like she suddenly wasn't sure.
"Of course, Vik." I reassured her. A big smile spread across her face. We entered my room and Viktoria sat down on my bed.
"Did you get Rose to bed okay?" She asked me.
"Mmmm... yes, she has a headache though." I felt the worry settle over me again, a slight panic.
"Oh, really? What happened?" Viktoria asked me. I didn't really want to talk about it, but she was my sister, and despite our age difference, we had always been close and I had never kept a secret from her before.
"Um, she has been getting really bad headaches lately, like migraines, and we don't know why." I sounded desperate toward the end and Viktoria noticed. She slid off the bed and came over to me, sliding her arms around my waist.
"It is okay, Dimka," She said quietly. "Rose seems like a strong person, she will be fine." I hoped that what she said was true. Rose was strong, but I didn't know how long she was going to last with these constant debilitating migraines haunting her every day. Would she be fine? I didn't know, but I was going to try my hardest to make sure that she was.
I sighed and lay down on my bed, Viktoria kissed my cheek and whispered "goodnight Dimka" in Russian, then slipped out the door, closing it quietly.
Sleep wouldn't come, so I got out of bed and took a shower. The hot water calmed me down, but didn't make me tired. I got out of the shower and dressed in black satin boxers. I lay down in bed with my favourite western novel, my eyes grew heavy and the darkness of sleep eventually took over my mind and body, pulling me into its depths.
Hours later, although it only felt like minutes, I suddenly jerked awake, a light sheen of sweat coating my body. In my sleep I had seen the figure in the forest of the grounds again, but I couldn't see the face. The figure was dressed all in black and blended in well with the darkness covering the forest trees.
I wasn't sure what had scared me, because nothing had happened in the dream, besides seeing the back of a person. But, as I sat there in bed, my heart continued to pound rapidly against my ribs, and I felt shaky. Something in my subconscious mind, told me to go and see Rose. I slid out of bed and pulled on sweat pants and a t-shirt along with black canvas slip on shoes.
As I walked to Rose's room, I attempted to slow my racing heart rate. This was done in vain. Something had scared me, but I didn't know what or why.
I reached Rose's room and knocked softly on her door. She would still be asleep, but I had to see her. "Roza," I half whispered. "It's me."
I heard her grumble and she opened the door.
Rose's POV
I fell asleep in Dimitri's arms, exhausted and defeated. Would these migraines ever stop? I wasn't sure.
Knock, knock, knock.
I sat up in bed and looked around disorientated. It was still night time! I hated being woken up.
Dimitri's voice sounded through the door of my room. "Roza," Came a soft whisper. "It's me." No freaking duh. I would recognise Dimitri's voice absolutely anywhere. I frowned. What would Dimitri be doing at my door in the middle of the night? I grumbled audibly, not bothering to hide it and opened the door, still in my pyjamas.
My six foot something Russian god stood there, a look of worry on his face. "What's wrong Dimitri?" I asked, all thoughts of sleep and annoyance fleeing my mind when I saw his expression.
"Roza... I had to make sure you were okay, and I couldn't sleep." He pulled me into his arms and crushed me gently to his body.
"I'm fine Dimitri." I mumbled with my head buried in his chest. I ran my hand down the back of his neck and felt a cold layer of sweat there. I pulled back slightly to look him in the face. "Are you sure you are okay?" I asked him
He just nodded and pulled me back to my bed, kicking his shoes off. I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him gently. But that didn't seem to be enough for him. He pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss, running his tongue along my bottom lip. Something told me there was something wrong, Dimitri wasn't usually like this. Reluctantly, I pulled away and put my hand on his shirt clad chest, stopping him from pulling me back to him.
"Dimitri, stop," I said forcefully. "What is wrong? And don't tell me it's nothing, because I know that's a load of bullshit." He stared at me with a surprised look on his god damn sexy face.
He sighed in defeat. "I...uh, I had a weird dream, and for some reason it really freaked me out. I needed to calm down, and I wanted to see you." He rushed through his words, ducking his head like he was ashamed. I had never seen Dimitri scared before, and I wondered what had happened to make him so frightened. He looked like a scared little boy and I hated seeing him like this. I had always assumed Dimitri was invincible and wasn't scared of anything.
I lightly caressed his face and his rigid body began to relax a little at my touch. "Shhhh, everything will be okay." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" I continued to stroke his cheek.
"I would tell you what the problem is, but the thing is; I don't really know what happened. All I know is that it scared me." His voice shook and I pulled him back to me, rubbing his back in soothing circles as I whispered sweet nothings in his ear. The situations had been reversed. Usually it was me who was in tears and scared, with Dimitri holding me, but now, he was the emotional wreck and I was the comforter.
As I looked into his face, he slipped into sleep. I kissed his head then snuggled down under the covers, curling up against him. Hopefully, he would be fine in the morning.
I woke the next morning to find Dimitri still asleep, his lips parted slightly. He looked so peaceful and... cute. A lock of his shoulder length brown hair fell over his eyes and he twitched slightly as it tickled him. I giggled softly. Reaching out, I gently brushed the hair away from his face.
Over the next couple of days, I had a few more migraines, but I had learnt to block them out as best as I could. They seemed to re-occur every couple of days, and only for a short period of time. No one I told had any explanation as to why this was happening. But, graduation was coming up in a couple of months and I had to work hard if I wanted to be at the graduation ceremony with all the other seniors. Also, posters went up around the academy announcing the dance for the seniors in two weeks time. That meant shopping for Lissa and me!
One morning I woke to panic around the academy. A Moroi had gone missing. A royal Moroi none other than Jesse Zeklos. His room had been found messed up with furniture tipped over and glass broken. On the wall someone had written, "Shame, there goes another royal" and "Poor Mr. Zeklos, never shall you see him again". Whoever had done this was sick and twisted.
A number of guardians – including Dimitri – were dispatched at once to search the grounds and the academy's surrounding land for clues as to Jesse's whereabouts. His room was also searched for clues. No one found anything that might lead them to finding Jesse.
There really was no evidence as to who took Jesse, other than the clear fact that he had been taken by force and he had obviously tried – unsuccessfully, I might add - to put up a fight.
People began to think it was Strigoi who had taken Jesse, but that was impossible, the school had very powerful wards protecting the school itself and its students and staff. The one question remained; how had this happened and who had taken Jesse Zeklos?
What did you think? Anyone have any ideas as to what happened to Jesse? HAHAH. I know!
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