Chapter Seven
Back to Montana?
Rose POV
Olena didn't suspect a thing. Thank God. After checking on me, she walked into Dimitri's room and asked him some questions in Russian. I pretty much tuned out at that point because it was futile to try and eavesdrop on people speaking another language.
Everyone sat down together and had dinner together for the first time since Dimitri had left. It was very casual, though half of the time I had to mentally remind myself that I had to be polite and civilized at the table. Yet I kept forgetting when I stared into Dimitri's eyes. He smiled at me every once in a while, and I smiled back, as if we had an ongoing joke that no one else knew about. It was sweet, and fun. Viktoria caught us once or twice, since she was sitting next to me and kept sending me glances. Truthfully, I was ignoring everyone but him at the moment.
"How did your training go today, Dimitri? Rose?" Olena asked and I had to fight off my oncoming blush.
"Err," I stuttered. "It went pretty well," I lied.
"We mostly only worked on running today," Dimitri continued the lie. Sonya muttered something in Russian and Dimitri elbowed her in her thigh, causing her to yelp quickly and mutter more Russian. "Like I was saying," Dimitri said, daring a glare at Sonya, "We didn't do anything too labor intensive since Rose was still a little tired from last night," Dimitri said and pushed around some food on his plate.
Karolina spit out a blast of water, and it hit Sonya in the face. Viktoria started hysterically laughing, and Sonya grumbled as she wiped the water and spit off her face. Olena's cheeks turned a dark shade of red.
Dimitri's eyes bulged, and I couldn't help but laugh a little with Viktoria. Oh my God, great job Dimitri! "I-I mean, because yesterday, we trained a lot since I hadn't been there the past weeks and we had to catch up with moves and stuff," Dimitri said, trailing off as a crimson blush crawled onto his face. Under the table, I put my foot on Dimitri's in a reassuring manner.
"Scared me for a second there, bro," Viktoria said and shook her head. She picked up some pasta with her fork and slurped them up. Olena still held a blush on her face.
"It's not like that between you two, right?" she asked cautiously.
Dimitri and I both turned to her at the second time. "No way!" we both said (lied) at the same time. This must have looked pretty suspicious, I admit it.
"Could have fooled me," Viktoria said with a devious smile on her face. Dimitri rolled his eyes, as he secretly lifted his foot up my leg, and down again. I saw him smirk out of the corner of my eye.
What a pleasant dinner.
I fell asleep that night and dreamt of Dimitri. Is that idea true that when you sleep and dream about someone, you were the last person on that person's mind? I figured it was, and that he must be having a similar dream about me, filled with love, lust, and passion. Because, in my dream, Dimitri and I were on a beach together, rolling around in the sand making out. There was sand everywhere, in our hair, on our bodies, even in our bathing suits. There was no one on this beach, only a long stretch of sand and an endless ocean. I raked his hair out of his face and kissed him with a fiery passion, excuse my lameness. It was like we were in our own little world together, stranded in it.
Not that that was a bad thing, I realized. Dimitri broke away and stared into the depths of my eyes romantically. "Roza," he said sexily, in that way that always turned me on and made me want more. "I love you," he murmured and leaned in to kiss me harder than any of the previous kisses. I kissed back as best I could. I was caught off guard.
To tell the truth, few had said that to me. Scratch that, few people had meant it. I wasn't really sure whether or not that I wanted to believe it or not. Though, I reasoned, this is Dimitri, not some boy who's name I don't know and claims to be in my science class. This was a completely difference scenario.
"I love you too," I said with confidence as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, sliding my tongue into his mouth. He welcomed it and pushed his tongue into mine shortly after.
Dimitri opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, I was awoken by none other than... Dimitri. Weird.
"Roza," he whispered in my ear and I jolted awake. He chuckled at my actions. I looked at the clock. It was three am. "Time to go," Dimitri sang, and I nodded in realization.
Time to go back home.
Even if it were only just for a night or so, it felt like I was coming home after years and years of being away. Either that or I was just missing Lissa like crazy. Dimitri held my hand as I sifted myself out of bed and pulled on some slightly ripped dark washed jeans and a loose black v-neck shirt. Before leaving, I grabbed the silver chain necklace that Lissa had bought herself and me to match before I left. I slipped on some Toms and hurried after Dimitri.
Dimitri smiled down at me as he slipped my hand in his. No one would be awake at this hour, so it didn't really matter what we did. We got into his sleek black Mercedes Benz, similar to Viktoria's, and the top was down. Pretty sexy if you'd ask me.
We set off to the airport that I had come from almost a month and a half ago. Dimitri was a good driver, ten times better than Viktoria's reckless driving. In fact, she had gotten a ticket right before arriving at the mall for speeding. Of course, it was charged to Dimitri's credit card, something she happened to get ahold of before we left. I had to take over driving after that.
I leaned out the window and eventually fell asleep with the wind blowing in my face. How? Not so sure. But I woke up around twenty minutes later when a bug smacked right into my forehead. I jumped back in disgust. "EW! EW! EW!" I screamed as I spazzed out. Dimitri looked over and laughed his head off. I glared at him as I wiped the guts off my face with a tissue.
"The mighty Rose Hathaway-taken down by a bug!" Dimitri said and laughed. I sunk into my seat and crossed my arms, looking out into the near black sky.
"Meanie," I said and ignored his continuous roar of sweet, velvety laughter. I rolled my eyes. I turned to him with a devious smirk on my face. He rose an eyebrow and looked at me with a tinge of fright in his eyes,
"Roza... What are you thinking of?" he asked worriedly. I smiled innocently now.
"Oh, nothing," I said and I couldn't help but smirk. I rubbed my hand on his knee, and he mostly ignored it until it rose rapidly up his leg. I saw him, out of the corner of my eye, shudder, but I continued. I was now rubbing the inner area of his thigh, and I noticed the bulge in his pants growing.
"R-Roza," he warned, barely above a whisper. He couldn't even find his voice to say anything else. Instead, the car's speed rate increased considerably. "Don't," he said with little confidence.
"Don't do what, Dimitri?" I asked slyly. My hand brushed over him, and he groaned. He blushed a deep red and gulped.
"Roza, I'm driving, I don't want to get into an... a-accident," Dimitri said stuttering over his own words because of his bliss. I leaned in and placed my face in the crook of his neck. I took in his aftershave and smiled in content. I lightly placed a kiss on his collarbone before taking it in my mouth, and sucking on it lightly. I felt his body tighten and the bulge grow...
"You and I both know how much this is turning you on," I whispered hotly in his ear. A shiver ran through his body and Dimitri fastened the pase of the car.
Dimitri drove to the side of the rode and stopped suddenly. He pushed me off of him, hunger clear in his eyes. I smiled sweetly at him. He unbuckled his seat belt and climbed over to me. He hovered over me and swept down and kissed me lustfully. I kissed harshly back, moaning every now and then. Dimitri put a hand on either side of my head, so I couldn't escape-not that I wanted to. Hell no.
One hand trailed up his neck and into his hair, knotting its self there and staying. The other caressed his cheek that was as soft as a baby's touch. I smiled into the kissed and Dimitri smiled back. We both broke away, laughing. I sent a smirk his way.
"You want me so bad it hurts," I said.
"Ha, I could say th same to you," he said and pressed another kiss on my lips. He breathed his mint fresh breath on my neck, as if he were a Moroi, about to go in to eat. I pushed his mouth to mine as I ground my hips to his. I took a peek at the clock and noticed it was considerably later.
"Dimitri..." I murmured. "The time," I said.
"Forget about it," he said. "They can wait," he continued, huskily in my ear. Suddenly, a car, driving at a remarkable speed I might add, passed us and a teenager no older than me yelled something in Russian that I couldn't understand. I looked at Dimitri for an answer, and he shook his head as he laughed. Oh, that laugh...
"What did he say?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"He said 'get a room'," he said and I couldn't help but start laughing. I could tell that he was reluctant when getting off me, but he did nonetheless. He started the car back up and started driving. The sky was starting to get a tad brighter. Judging by the scenery, we still had a ways to go.
Alberta recognized Dimitri's car and rushed over to us. "Hello Dimitri, Rose, please hurry, we have to arrive in Montana before midnight on Sunday," she said and held a hand out to me. I opened the car, as she lifted me out of the seat. We walked three in a row into the airport. Most people inside the place were humans, and looked at the three of us like we were gods. Especially Dimitri and I.
We walked out onto the plane landing area and got onto the jet. We were welcomed by some more of the guardians that I recognized, and to my surprise, Dimitri knew some of them as well. I took a window seat in the middle of the plane. There weren't much seats, because this was one of the more luxurious jets, only for dhampires. Moroi had their own too, but there were a lot more for dhampires because they were usually the ones traveling, whereas the Moroi would be in the safe realms of a warded off area.
Dimitri talked casually with one of the dhampires, Mikhail, I think. He was pretty handsome, and nearly Dimitri's height. He had dark hair that looked styled, but most likely wasn't, because he probably didn't have a chance to do it. Dhampirs usually didn't. Alberta sat next to Mikhail, quietly reading a novel. Dimitri sat next to me, and from the angle that the other two were, they couldn't see me leaning my head against his shoulder, and our hands interlocked under the chairs.
I was in and out of sleep the most of the travel. The sound of Dimitri's soothing Russian voice talking with Mikhail's deep, manly voice was music to my ears. Even Alberta's occasional chuckle was. I snuggled further into Dimitri's shoulder, and for some reason, it was incredibly comfortable. I felt him run his hands through my hair, and I smiled, though I knew that I was asleep.
It was Dimitri's soft angelic but at the same time husky voice that woke me up what felt like half a day later... which it really was. I realized that I was laying in his lap, though the chair could double into a bed, I had for some reason fell asleep on him instead. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I leaned up, but his hand gripped my hand tightly and he nodded to his left where Mikhail and Alberta were talking, and I remembered my situation.
Ugh. We must be in Montana. I wouldn't mind for sleeping for another half day. I sat up and got out of my chair and stretched. Epically. Almost everything popped. Dimitri stared at me, in mock disgust. I bent my head to the side, listening to a satisfying pop, and then the other way, finally hearing the other one. "Ahh," I said in relief.
Dimitri put his hands up. "I won't go there," he said and walked towards the front of the jet. After a good five minutes, he came back and told me we had about another ten to fifteen minutes till we would be officially back. I smiled ear to ear and screamed. Alberta and Mikhail looked at me in confusion.
"Uh, nothing," I said sheepishly and sat back down.
After the wait in the air, we finally arrived. It took five more minutes for the pilot to get the jet in the correct position. I hated that. When they stairs were dropped, Alberta walked down first, with Mikhail in tow. After Mikhail, I made my dramatic entrance to my old world. It was warm...ish. I was glad that I chose to wear jeans, I would never forget how could it could get up here.
There were three people waiting on the ground as we got off, Dimitri shortly after me. Kirova, the guardian that had caught me, and Lissa. When we set eyes on each other, she opened her mouth in surprise, and threw herself at me. If it weren't for Dimitri standing behind me, I would have flown back. Instead, it felt like being pushed into a wall by a most likely not even hundred pound girl.
I laughed as I clutched her to me to tightly, that it was hard to tell where I ended and she started. Tears welled up in Lissa's eyes and she blinked them back as she continued to bear hug me. I leaned back against Dimitri, and I liked how he didn't even try to move out of the way. It was a Rose Hathaway sandwich between my two favourite people... though it would have been three if Viktoria had come along.
Lissa let go of me, but then quickly after, linked her arm with mine. I smiled at her as I leaned my head on her shoulder, her of course being the taller one. I swear-even if she had been normal human height, she would still be taller than me.
I ignored that thought and tried to concentrate on how happy I was being with her. Kirova and Dimitri were talking as if they were old friends, although Kirova was probably around two times his age. Maybe more. I didn't care to listen to what they were saying, because when I heard the two words 'Rose' and 'education' in the same sentence, I tuned out, and talked feverishly with Lissa.
"Um, Camille and Jesse broke up. Oh! Also, Meredith was talking about how she might want to hook up with Mason Ashford sometime soon-"
"Mason!" I asked, interrupting her completely, not that she minded though.
"Yeah," Lissa said with a bright smile, but it soon turned into a smirk. "Hasn't been two months and I can't get your name out of his head. All he thinks and talks about is Rose Hathaway. Rose Hathaway this. Rose Hathaway that. Oh dear God it's ridiculous," Lissa concluded with an exasperated sigh and I laughed out loud.
"How cute, I can't wait to see him," I said. I was well aware of his obsession he had of me. It started in eight grade, and apparently never ended. Lissa started blabbing about other new gossip that I had missed in the hardly two months that I had missed, and cut her off again. "Tell me about Christian."
She instantly shut up, and looked down, blushing.
"Men trouble, Liss?"
She sighed. "No, I really... really like him. I don't even know why. He's just... a really great guy, and I can talk to him about anything-seriously anything. What guy can you talk to openly about anything?" she asked, and a name formed in my head. Oh just that guy walking behind me. His name is Dimitri.
"Wow, I don't think I know a guy like that," I said. Lying. I'm an ass, I know.
"I think..." she trailed off and pushed her face into my hair. "I'm in love," she said and I squealed and squeezed her arm.
"AWWWW!" I squealed. Lissa hushed me loudly, looking around. A few people caught sight of me and walked over. One of them was Eddie Castile.
"Hey Rose," he said with a cute smile. He leaned in and hugged me. I let go of Lissa for a moment to hug him in return, but after it was over, I latched back on to her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dimitri glaring at Dimitri in jealousy. I smirked.
"I missed you!" I told him, and he blushed slightly.
He laughed awkwardly. "Same here," he said and a kid called him over. I looked over at the kid, trying to see if I knew him. Oh my trucking God.
"MASE!" I screamed and ran at full speed to him. His eyes widened as he saw me. Mason was a tall, stocky guy, and caught me and swung me around in his arms. I squeezed him tight as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He laughed loudly. I ran my hand through his hair, a thing I liked to do since he used to have a big curly head of red hair.
"Hey Rose," he said, hugging me tenderly. He leaned over and hugged me, and I was even on my tippy toes. He let go slightly so that he could look me in the eyes. "How are you doing?" he asked with a smirk. It was adorable when he smirked, because he wasn't bad boy enough to pull it off... like a certain someone could. I looked over to Dimitri, surprised to see him walking through the grass to my side. He nodded at Mason and then looked at me, anger clearly read in his eyes.
"Rose, we need to pick up your books. You can talk with other guys later," he said and glared at me. I tried hard not to laugh. I had no idea he was soo pissed off.
"Kay, boss," I said. He smirked at my comment as I walked off. Little did I know that behind my back, Dimitri was giving Mason a death glare, and all poor Mason could do in return was stare back, not sure what to do. I walked with Lissa the rest of the way to the library. My books were already waiting there, and I picked them up with ease. All seven of them.
My eye twitched. I looked at Dimitri for help, and he sighed as he grabbed all of them with one hand. I watched in awe as he smiled smugly down at me. The muscles in his arms tightened, making them look so much sexier.
Dimitri and I got rooms right next to each other in guest housing. I wasn't allowed to share a room with Lissa, because for some reason, Kirova still hated me and thought that we were going to make a plan to run off together again. Goddd what a bitch. It wasn't all that bad. The rooms had a connecting door. Since it was nighttime here, St. Vladimir's runs on a nocturnal schedule, we had to go to bed soon because it was getting earlier in the morning.
We arrived in our room at nine thirty am, and the sun was already climbing in the sky. I changed into some slightly baggy grey sweats that I borrowed from Lissa before I left her room earlier. I switched easily and ran into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I then ran to the connecting door and opened it. Not to my surprise, his door was already open, as if he knew my intentions of wanting in. I walked in the place and saw all the lights on with Dimitri snuggled under the covers. He had a book with Russian characters written on the cover on top of his nose. How cute-I didn't know that was possible-I had always seen that in movies. I turned the lights off and crawled into bed with him. I cuddled in with him and he seemed to wake up.
His eyes snapped open and he looked at me as if he were in Guardian Dimitri mode. The book flew off his face and landed somewhere on the floor. He jumped back and hit his head on the side table. He reclined in shock and held a hand to his heart.
"Rose!" he nearly yelled. He held a hand to his heart as he tried to slow down his breathing.
I smirked. "What? Expecting another woman?" I asked slyly and his boyish smile crept onto his face.
"Don't sneak up on me again," he said and chuckled at my joke. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. He kissed my forehead softly an I sighed in content.
"What if someone were to knock on my door?" I asked. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed.
"We would both be fucked," Dimitri said, but then quickly contemplated his words. "Excuse me, screwed," he corrected himself. "You would hear it if that door is open over there," he continued, in which it was. I smiled into his chest and kissed the little area of skin that his V-neck didn't cover which was a little under his collar bone.
"Roza," he quietly murmured. "I don't have the energy," he said and moaned as I rubbed his chest.
"I can respect that," I said and giggled as I tangled my legs in his warm one.
"Goodnight, Roza," he said and placed a kiss in my hair. All I could do was smile as I fell asleep in his arms.
The next morning-I mean evening came and went, and it was nearly midnight the next day. We had both been so tired that we slept till nearly one am. Dimitri was the first one up, being the punctual man he is, and cleaned himself up.
Said man woke me up with a kiss on my lips. And a smack on my ass. Quote; "Man". Hmm.
I growled and glared at him. "Wake up, Roza," he said with a smug smile. "Time to go. If you want to say bye to your friend Lissa, you better hurry," he said. My eyes snapped open as I jumped up, nearly tripping over the covers, and (leaving his bed in a mess) I ran out of the room. I heard him laughing through the wall.
I was about to put on my jeans, but in stead, I dropped the sweats on the floor and went to my bed. I messed it up to make it look like I had actually slept in it. Dimitri chuckled as he stood in the doorway of out connecting rooms. I turned my head to be met with a clean blue with a pink, red, and green flower printed dress.
"I stole it from Viktoria," he said as he walked back into his room. "Don't tell her," he said and I lightly laughed.
"Thank you!" I called to him and ripped off my shirt. I pulled on the dress over my head. It was really cute, I realized. It fit my curves perfectly, and didn't show off too much cleavage, though it was very short. Dangerously short, in fact. Probably the reason why he chose it.
I rolled my eyes in the mirror as I slid on my Toms and walked into his room. He was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed reading more of that book. He looked up and saw me. Something Russian escaped his lips as the blood rushed to his cheeks.
"It's not polite to stare," I said deviously. Dimitri smirked at me. He got up and walked over to me until he was right in front of me. He slid his hands up the bottom and rested them on my ass.
"I'm not very polite then, are I?" he asked huskily in my ear. A shudder of pleasure ran through my body. I felt like moaning. I closed my eyes and leaned up, wanting to kiss him.
His warmness was pulled away, and I was met with a tall white door in my face. I opened my eyes and looked at it confused. He slammed the door in my face! That asshole! I then too slammed the door and walked out of my door where he was waiting with a smug look on his face.
"Jerk," I muttered. He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my waist. We walked down the hall and out the front door where he had to, reluctantly, pull his arm away. I had to drop off Lissa's sweats, and give her a quick hug and goodbye before going straight to Kirova's office, a place I never wanted to see again. I glared at everything as I walked in. Dimitri placed his hand on a place near my neck.
"Relax," he said soothingly, and pressed a point in my neck, and I did so. I looked up at him in disbelief and he smirked down at me.
"Come in Rose, Guardian Belikov," Kirova called from her office. Dimitri didn't move his hand, because he probably knew that the second it dropped, all hell would break loose. She smiled that I-don't-want-to-do-this-stupid-meeting-anymore-than-you-do smile. I falsely smiled back and Dimitri only nodded to her. "I trust you have all of Rose's books," she said to Dimitri and he nodded.
She then turned to me and I glared. Dimitri's finger dug into my neck, and my intense glare lightened. A little. Defiantly, I said: "I still think this is the worst decision of your life."
To the both of our surprise, she actually laughed. "Oh Rose, do have fun," she said and showed us out of her office. I gritted my teeth and gladly walked out before Dimitri could stop me. We walked over to the jet's landing strip and Mason suddenly ran up to me. I turned and smiled, completely forgetting about Kirova for a second.
"Hi Mase-" I was cut off by his lips.
He smashed his lips against mine and pulled away quickly. "I love you," he said quietly, but I heard him clearly. Dimitri pulled me by the arm with a death grip to the plane. I waved at him as I was dragged up the steps.
I didn't have a chance to reply to Mason, because the door slammed as soon as I was securely in. Dimitri and I were the only passengers this flight home, and I didn't blame any of the other guardians, who wanted a round trip to Russia for a day and a half? I sure as hell didn't.
So I took this as a chance to smack Dimitri square across the face. I put my hands on my hips and glared at him. He stood over me with an intimidating look on his face. I could see the red mark surfacing on his face. He could have hit me back, but then again, he was right about being the one that had restraint. I felt the tears well up in my eyes. "That was mean," I said.
Dimitri tightened his jaw and gave me a tired look. "You couldn't return the feelings, so what do you care?" he asked.
My jaw dropped. "Are you seriously that shallow?" I nearly screamed. "You don't do that to other people!" I thought a lot about my next words, and said them without a flaw. "Right now, I think I do," I said and walked to the back of the plane and sat by myself. I couldn't even bare to look up at him. I sniffled and noticed Dimitri just standing in the same exact spot. He turned his head to me and our eyes met.
Hurt. Anger. Love. Longing. Want.
We both rushed to each other in the same nick of time. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to my face as he clutched my cheek and placed his lips on mine. This kiss was unlike any others we had shared. It was full of apology on both our parts. "I'm sorry," I whispered into the kiss. This only made Dimitri hold me tighter.
"I love you!" he blurted out. All I could do was stare at him in disbelief. Shock. Confusion.
"I love you so much!" I yelled back and he enveloped me in a hug.
Is this what true love feels like? Must be pretty damn close.
Damn, my fudgesicle melted on my laptop! Haha what a faaaail! I've been in my garage typing for like four hours while listening to Skrillex. Call me a hermit, I don't care. I don't stop till it's done.
Um, probably going to be a ton of sap and fluff in the next chaptar. Be aware. o.o
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