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Chapter 4

Dimitri's point of view

DPOV

I arrived to Russia almost a week and a half ago. I was so excited to visit my family. I hadn't seen them in almost a year. I wish it was under better circumstances. I knocked on the door and after a few attempts no one answers. The doors unlocked so I just walk in. First place I look is the kitchen. I see them all sitting at the table laughing and talking.

"Dimitri! Dimitri!" Everyone says together.

I see my mother's face has this huge smile on it. I am such a momma's boy. At dinner we talk about the academy and what I have been up to. Everyone just listens and smiles. I see my grandma looking at me with a skeptical look on her face. She knows something is off. I may fool everyone else, but I can't fool her. I know we will have a talk later.

My mother send the rest of the family up for bedtime. I start going to get my room ready when she walks in the door.

"Dimka, what are you doing here?" She asks.

"What do you mean momma. I came home to visit. I am on leave."I respond. I did not expect this from her. Maybe she has more Yeva's gift then she has let on.

"I get this feeling that you are here for another reason. You can always talk to me."

I contemplate telling her, but if anyone will understand love its my mother. She is what was/is considered a "blood whore," but to me she is the most loving person in the world. Our family is very close, and it is because of her. So I tell her about Rose. Everything about my Roza. I tell her how I feel when I am around her, and how she understand me like no one else can. I didn't realize I talked to her about Roza for almost three hours, and truth be told I could have went on for more, but she looks worn out. She just sits there letting everything I am telling her sink in. I ask her advice.

"Dimka, I cannot tell you what to do. I can tell you that I know you love her. You love her very deeply. I don't know how True love, and I mean true love can ever be wrong. There are obstacles in every relationship. I see there are huge hurdles in yours obviously." she smirks, "But you have to figure out for yourself what is best for you and her. I know she is only seventeen, but if she is anything like the person you are describing, then she is a very mature young woman capable of making big decisions."

"I do love her. I feel so strongly about her, that is the problem. She is the best novice I have ever seen. She will be one of the best guardians. I can't stand in the way of that."

"That is her decision to make, not yours. Dimitri take your time with this, reach deep in your soul, mind, and heart and if all your feel is love for Rose then that is your answer, and you shouldn't be worried about fighting it. You need to start thinking about how to make it work, and not how to ignore it."

"Thanks momma, I will." I reply.

As soon as she walked out the door, I began to think about everything that had happened. From the first moment I saw her to our last and final kiss.

Every day I would wake up and work out. I had to stay in shape for when I got back. Every day it would get harder and harder to not think about Roza. I missed her so much. It was the simple little things like the comrade remarks, the jokes about my musical tastes, her sarcasm. I would be punching the bag and then all the sudden try to remember what she smells like or how her hair felt when I touched it. I was starting to not focus on anything but her. I think I was finally getting my answer. I needed Roza. I could not worry about my future, there was no future now if Roza was not in it. I booked my flight home praying Roza would talk to me when I got back and let me explain the reasoning behind my departure. I decided I should talk to Yeva about my choice.

"Took you long enough" she says.

I look at her and smile. "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? A week and a half for you to figure out you can't live without her." She looks at me "Men! huh! It takes a man twice as much time to do anything that a woman can figure out in a matter of minutes."

"Grandma I do love Roza. Do you see anything?" I ask hoping she has good news for me.

"A lot can happen in two weeks my Dimka, she is a fisty little spirit, I can see why you love her so much." She replys.

What does that mean I keep questioning her statement. "Can you help me at all Grandma?" I ask.

"A broken heart sometimes looks to its head after its been cracked. Persistence and Patience will be key in your goal." She says

I just sit there thinking about what she has said. I know I get my "zen" life lessons from her.

I get packed up and tell everyone my goodbyes. I board the plane knowing I will soon see my Roza.

This is my first fanfic story. Any ideas or help is appreciated! Thanks Guys!