Chapter twenty-three
AN:/ Hey guys, I know this this may sound annoying and repetitive, but I really would enjoy more review. There's been 51K views to this story, which I personally think is amazing, but far, far less reviews. I don't know, it just feels a little unfair. I just want to know your thoughts and ideas, but so far you've just been waiting for my next update. And if you guys hadn't noticed, these updates have been farther and farther apart. I would have more of a reason, not to mention inspiration if you guys were to express your feelings about this story, I would have a better understanding about what you want. So, just think about it.
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Previously:
I heard pounding footsteps coming down the hall, headed towards my room no doubt. I expected it to be Lissa, but when Dimitri popped in the doorway, I was shocked.
"Roza!" he shouted in concern. His eyes flickered to Adrian, and hurt flooded his features.
"Dimitri?"
"Who is he!"
Currently:
I stood there with my mouth hanging open. Fuck, this must look bad...
I tried to think of something to say. He was already mad at me. I thought for sure he was about to go ballistic on me now. My mind was racing, trying to find a way to tell him there was nothing at all going on here. My eyes flickered back and forth between them for a second. I couldn't think of one damn thing! Shit!
"This is Adrian," I said as calm and casually as I could, trying to indicate that noting serious was going on between us. Maybe... if I act like it's no big deal that there's a totally cute guy alone with me in my room, maybe Dimitri will believe me. I mean… I'll give it to him, he's definitely cute, but I'd never tap that.
"Adrian Ivashkov," Adrian said, nodding his head at Dimitri, a cocky smirk on his lips.
Dimitri stood there in his full six foot seven stature, glaring at Adrian. Adrian, however, and I give props to him for this, had this cool laid back demeanor and sufficiently didn't look the least bit affected. It's hard not to squirm under Dimitri's dagger glares.
"I know who you are," Dimitri spoke through gritted teeth. "What are you doing in my-" he caught himself and took a deep breath. "What are you doing in Rose's room?" He seemed a tad calmer now, but still, not exactly his normal completely-confident self. I could see the green eyed monster rearing its ugly head. Jealousy really was an ugly thing.
Dimitri didn't even wait for an answer, because he looked over at me and caught sight of the large gash on my forehead, which said it all.
"Rose!" he said, his breath hitched, worry showed in his eyes. "What happened?" Dimitri pursued his hand reaching out towards me.
I tucked a bit of hair behind my ear and smiled apologetically. "I tripped," I said humiliated. Dimitri dashed forward and grabbed Adrian by the collar of his T-shirt. He lifted him up off the ground, which was amazing since Adrian was about six-one, only six inches smaller than him.
"If I find out you laid one finger on Rose-"
"Dimitri!" I practically shouted. He was taking this way to far. "I said: I tripped. Calm down!"
"I AM CALM!" He said in a deranged manner. If this wasn't so serious right now, it would be really funny!
"Jesus Christ, Dimitri, no you're not!" I said and I jumped up from my bed, making my way over to him. He put Adrian back on the ground as he noticed my approach. I stood right in front him, motionless. I wanted to do something; I was always the action oriented type. Whether it was slap him, kick him, or kiss his lips so fiercely he would have a bruise left on his lips for the next week, I didn't know.
He turned his whole body so that it was facing me. It was like our own little staring match, and Adrian was easily forgotten. I sent Dimitri a longing look; I then realized it had been about a week since we last had sex. Man, he looked so beautiful and fierce, and so, so sexy. I got that annoying yet enjoyable feeling in between my thighs, and I knew I wanted him again. Dimitri watched me with admiration, trust seeping into his features. I think that he understood finally that there really was nothing going on between Adrian and me.
"Jeez, the sexual tension is like crackling in the air," Adrian said with a little chuckle, bringing Dimitri and I back to reality. Wow, I was only inches from Dimitri, I hadn't even realized I had moved so close.
Dimitri and I both looked at Adrian at the same time. Dimitri's look was murderous, whereas mine was just pure annoyance. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Dimitri.
"You can leave now, Mr. Ivashkov. I can take care of Rose from here, thanks," Dimitri said with disdain, a thin straight smile on his lips. Adrian lifted up a brow and shook his head.
"Hey, we're all human... err, you guys kinda are," he chuckled. "No need to be discreet about having sex," he said, lifting his hands up in the air as if to prove him self innocent. Innocent was the last thing I would call him. "Everyone does it, you could just say something like, 'Hey, Adrian, we're about to dance between the sheets, do you mind if you could-'"
"Shut up Adrian!" I shouted at him, thrashing my arms around at him, totally uncoordinated, but not caring. "Get out, you annoying asshole!" I continued to scream grabbing my door handle and flinging it open.
Adrian chuckled and walked out the door. Then he turned around to face me and quickly lifted his phone to his ear. "Call me, babe!"
And I slammed the door in his face.
I turned around and looked at Dimitri while crossing my arms over my chest. "Sorry about that," I told him, an embarrassed blush adorning my cheeks. "That guy is really a jerk."
Dimitri pulled me into his arms suddenly, and I was engulfed in the smell of his amazing aftershave. God, it was intoxicating. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. It made me want to do more to him than just hug him.
"It worries me when you're with other guys, alone, in your room," Dimitri told me, sadness seeping into his words.
We broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. Only then I realized how serious this was. How serious we were, about each other. There were no more lies in our relationship (none that I can think of...), and we were all lovey-dovey when we were around each other, alone, that is. Wow, to think what would happen if we were caught doing something that isn't in the guardian conduct...
"Nothing happened," I told him honestly. "Adrian just made a crummy sex joke, offered his coat to me and then he walked me to my room. I wrapped myself in my blanket 'cuz it was so damn cold out side... and I was freezing my ass off," I said, glaring at the floor.
Dimitri smiled, rubbing his thumb on my cheek. "And who's fault was that?" he asked.
I playfully glared at him. "I'm sorry, but I didn't think about it at the time, since I was so pissed because you were yelling at me for something out of my control-"
"Stop." I didn't speak anymore. I was stopped by Dimitri's embrace, once again. He pulled me to him in a tight grasp. "Roza that was all... I..." Dimitri paused, obviously at loss for words. "What I said to you was out of line. I had no right to talk down to you like that, I... I can't believe I lost my temper like that and jumped down your throat. That was horrible of me, and I'm ashamed of myself," Dimitri said responsibly, looking deep into the depths of my eyes.
I didn't know what to say to that. We just stood there, comfortably, gazing at each other. I frankly just wanted to bask in his line of vision.
"I'm sorry too. You're right I need to think before I speak. My mom just..." I stopped I really didn't care about my mom or any of it. All I cared about is that Dimitri and I were good.
In the blink of an eye, I leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
"I'm so sorry," Dimitri whispered on my lips. He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine, pressing me up to the wall in the process. "I really am."
I smiled. "I know," I told him, looking into his closed eyes, and in that second, as if he knew I was staring at him, he opened his eyes. "It's okay. I forgive you," I added.
Dimitri crashed his lips down on mine hungrily devouring my lips, and a little spark turned into a whole damn wildfire. He slid his tongue into my mouth, and honestly, I could never get used to that wonderful feeling. It just felt so amazing every damn time. I moaned "Dimka," upon his lips, and this elicited an animalistic groan on Dimitri's part.
"Thank you," he whispered. "I love you so, so much," he added, biting my bottom lip between his teeth and slowly sucking on it. A smile broke on my lips, pulling my lip out of his mouth. "More than you'll ever know," he continued. We both locked eyes.
"On the contrary, I find it the other way around," I told him. "I love you more," I said, a devious smirk on my lips. I felt that odd, yet tingling sensation in between my legs, and I knew what I wanted.
Apparently, so did Dimitri.
He picked me up in his big, broad and not to mention extremely sexy arms and brought me over to my bed. He laid me down slowly, as if relishing in the moment. "Roza," he moaned. This brought another smile to my lips. Jeez, the things he does to me.
I replied with just one word, one I know turns him on when I say it. "Dimka," I whispered with a little purr. That was all it took. We were quickly in another fervent make out session. Nothing could pull us apart, I swear to god. Absolutely nothing could ruin my good mood right now.
"Rose!" the door slammed open and Lissa flew in. Dimitri and I jumped up at the same time. I practically kicked him off me as if was nothing just happening between us. Liss caught her breath and stood up, crossing her arms over her chest. "What's going on in here?"
I glared. "Ever heard of knocking?" I asked, pissed beyond words.
"Ever heard of locking the door?"
Her words bit me, and I remembered our previous arguments we had been sharing the past week. I tried to tell myself that she wasn't mad, just... being a bitch I suppose. Neither Dimitri nor I said anything. We just sort of sat there staring at her. There was an awkward, sexually charged air around all of us.
"Did I walk in on something?" Lissa tried again smiling at me. I glared at her, she was trying to get a raise out of Dimitri and me. She did this frequently, and now was definitely not the time!
"Lissa? Seriously? Get out," I said in an annoyed voice. This only made her smile grow, however, and much to my disappointment she didn't move an inch.
"Well, actually - Oh my god Rose what happened to your forehead!" I knew she came in for some reason, and reality dawned on me. I had called her in here. Fuck, way to fuck yourself, Rose, I mentally said.
Dimitri pulled me to my feet, giving me a small, sad smile, looking just as disappointed as I felt. I smiled back, and unspoken words were released from one another; as if to say 'Later. Definitely later'. His smile suddenly turned smug. I wonder why? I was getting some later...
Lissa quickly walked over to my side in the blink of an eye and held her hand up to the cut on my forehead. I wanted to tell her no, as in: no don't use your magic on me, don't let the darkness get to you. But I didn't have it in me to say so.
I felt a variety of feelings; hot, cold, happy, sad. Then she withdrew her hand and it was over. On instinct, I lifted my hand to my forehead to feel the cut, but to my continued amazement it was magically healed, gone, just poof. Not even a scar.
"Thanks," I whispered to Lissa. She smiled in return and wrapped me up in her arms. After a second, she withdrew quickly and gave me the stink eye.
"What the hell Rose? Have you been smoking?"
At this, Dimitri and I laughed. Well, I laughed. Dimitri slightly chuckled. Lissa looked at the both of us like we had just suddenly grown two more heads.
"Seriously, Rose. I thought you weren't into that stuff," Lissa added quickly, as if unsure of what to think about me. I shook my head.
"Adrian was here. As in, the smoker Adrian Ivashkov, keyword: smoker. And not to mention, an alcoholic. That's him you're smelling," I told her, still laughing. "He lent me his jacket when I fell and his jacket reeked of smoke and whatever aftershave he wears. Maybe even a little alcohol thrown in there, too." I smirked at Dimitri's horrified though contained look.
"And why was Adrian here?" she asked, raising her voice and octave. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
I put an arm on her shoulder. "Liss, calm," I said soothingly. Jeez, I have to calm down all sorts of people today! "He was just helping me to get to my room; I was stumbling all over the place from the blood loss," I said honestly, well not really the stumbling part. Dimitri wrapped a possessive arm around my waist.
"I was here," Dimitri said seriously. "Nothing happened between the two of them; I made sure of it," he said, rather proud of himself.
Lissa continued to eye us weirdly. "And that somehow ended up with you two on the bed - no doubt about to do the 'Tango' if I hadn't walked in the second I did?" Lissa asked with bewildered eyes.
I scoffed. "Yeah, like you don't do it with Christian like rabbits," I said, rolling my eyes and causing Dimitri to quietly laugh beside me. This made me smirk, and Lissa blush like there's no tomorrow.
"W-Whatever!" Lissa shouted as she crossed her arms over her chest once again in an annoyed manner. "This isn't about me! And um, Guardian Belikov, Alberta said something about needing you for a shift...?" Lissa said slowly, as if confused.
Dimitri stiffened up the second she said Alberta. He knew he had business to take care of, and he was the kind of man that wouldn't ignore it. He turned to me, his guardian mask suddenly gone. "Rose, take care," he said slowly, leaning in to kiss me. I gladly reciprocated. I smiled at him, and a sly smile crossed on his as well.
"See you later," I said, winking.
"Definitely," he said, swooping in to kiss me one last time before zooming to the door.
I turned to Lissa and sighed crossing my arms over my chest. "Really? Did Dimitri really get called in by Alberta?"
Lissa snorted in an un-ladylike fashion. "'Course not. I had to get rid of him some how!" she said, laughing. I, on the other hand, rolled my eyes. I actually had been having fun with him. Stupid Lissa.
"So what did you need?" I said harshly, I guess you could say it was kind of rude to demand that, but what can I say! I'm turned on still, and Dimitri just left. Goddamn it!
I walked into the bathroom and looked at my appearance in the mirror. I noticed I had some blood still on my skin so I was cleaning it off while Lissa was yapping.
"Let's go for a walk..." Lissa said, grabbing my arm. She soon after threw a pair of shoes at me and then ravaged my closet for a jacket. I put the stuff on and turned to Liss. She gave me a-once-over and shrugged. "Eh, you look decent," she said with a defiant smirk, as if I didn't that good.
I slapped her arm playfully. "Shut up. You think I'm hot," I said, commanding her to admit it.
Lissa stared at me for a second longer, just grinning. "I do."
We laughed and with that, we left my little room. Once we were out of the dhampir dormitory, I felt the cold air hit me once again. Lissa slid her hand in mine for warmth.
"So," she began. "Adrian Ivashkov. What was he doing with you?"
I sighed. "He, like," I paused and shook my head. "It's complicated," I told her. I wasn't exactly keen on telling her the whole fight between Dimitri and me. I mean, it'd already been wrapped up and forgotten about. "It's over now. I just, ran into him I guess," I said.
Lissa scoffed. "Hardly. That guy's like the most wanted guy around. I haven't seen him in forever!" she said, throwing the hand that wasn't intertwined with mine in the air.
I raised an eyebrow and looked over at her. "Um, what do you mean you haven't seen him in forever?" I asked, confused as to why she would be hanging out with a guy like him.
"He's a spirit user," Lissa told me like that was perfectly normal, like there were millions of spirit users all over the place, though the both of us knew that was completely untrue. If anything, maybe about twenty in the whole world. Yeah, Lissa's one of a kind alright.
"Really?" I asked surprised by that, but I nodded my head, soaking up the information. It would only make sense that she would be with him; training, learning, probably healing things together. A part of me was glad that she was improving, and also working with someone just like her. Another part of me, however, didn't want her in a ten mile radius of the madman.
"Are you sure that you're, like, progressing with him? Because, honestly, he doesn't quite seem like the type of guy that would get that much work done with-"
Lissa cut me off with a loud groan. "Rose, come on, you think I haven't heard this from someone else? All I ever hear nowadays is how I should be careful around him, how I shouldn't do this or that because it's simply Adrian Ivashkov I'm working with," she said in exasperation, annoyance dripping from her words.
I shrugged. "Just keep in mind that we all care about you, me the most, of course, but we don't want you to get yourself into something that you can't get out of. Adrian has a reputation from what I've heard from you..." I said, trailing off.
Lissa took a deep breath. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Hey, so guess what? We were planning on going to-"
"Lissa!" a loud voice called. We turned around to see who it was that called her name. It was Christian and Eddie. Her face broke out in a smile and she waved to them.
"I'll talk to you later. I'm guessing Dimitri has already checked your room and found you missing in action, so he's probably looking for you right now," she said with a wink as she withdrew her hand from mine. "Now go find your man!" she joked.
I just laughed in return and waved to her as I turned around. We said our goodbyes and then we were walking off in different directions. God, I wanted Dimitri right now. I could hardly bare being without him, but Lissa was thankfully a pretty good distraction.
There was an excited smile on my face as I walked off in a random direction. I was concentrating on where Dimitri would look first to try and find me.
I heard a little noise behind me, and it sounded vaguely like footsteps. I turned around; there was no one. I shrugged my shoulders, and continued walking. My mind kept going to naughty little things that Dimitri and I could do together, and possibly try, if you know what I mean.
But then, I heard those footsteps in the snow once again. This time, I turned around, as fast as the wind to try and catch my stalker.
I nearly laughed aloud when I saw who it was. I had been wishing it would be Dimitri. I had been wondering if it could have been Lissa, Eddie or Christian just pranking me, but who it actually was hadn't even crossed my mind.
Well Christ. It was Tasha, leaning against a tree with a sadistic smile on her face, as if she were the predator and I the prey.
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