Chapter 17

*Rose's POV*

"Give her our best Adrian. Bye." Lissa hung up the phone just as I walked in.

"What's wrong with Adrian?" I asked my best friend. I flung myself down on her large cushiony bed. "Run out of hair gel?"

"Sydney's in the hospital. She had a seizure." Lissa said soberly.

I sat up immediately. "Oh my God. Is she okay?"

"She's recovering, but it's really taking a toll on them both. Adrian and Eddie haven't left her side. I'm pretty sure Adrian's motives for being there are different then Eddie's." Lissa sighed, sitting down next to me.

"Are you trying to say you think Adrian is dating Sydney? Sydney Sage? The alchemist who can't stand vampires, much less date one? No, you must be mistaking Lissa." I question in disbelief.

"You didn't hear how distraught he sounded. He likes her. And if she didn't like him, we know she would kick him out of her hospital room as fast as possible."

"I still don't believe." I crossed my arms and lied back down on the bed.

"You don't have to believe anything Rose. I know you're stubborn like that." Lissa laughed. She laughed even more when I stuck my tongue out at her. "You're going to be a great mother. That child's mom will be able to act as young as the kid!"

"That's why I have Dimitri, to be serious. I'm the fun one. Being serious is the only reason I keep him around. Well, not the only reason." I giggled. "Tonight I'm commencing part 2 of the plan."

"Oh really? You are a truly evil being Rose Hathaway."

"It's a good paying job, being evil. We have cookies."

"You are so lucky I was nice enough to make dinner." I grumbled as I put two plates on the table, one for Dimitri and one for me.

"I'm the luckiest man alive Roza." Dimitri kissed me on the cheek before he sat down across from me. His face morphed from a smile to a confused frown when he saw what was on his plate and then what was on mine.

On my plate were a few pickles and peanut butter and chocolate. On his was perfectly cooked steak, cooked spinach, and mashed potatoes. "What's wrong?" I asked, pretending to be confused at his confusion.

"Why are you eating something different?"

"I don't want steak. I want pickles and pb and c." I replied simply.

"Okay then." He said slowly. "Enjoy your um… dinner."

As he cut his steak, I watched him intently. He didn't notice until he brought his fork to his mouth.

"Rose, why are you watching me like that?"

"Oh, no reason." I giggled innocently, trying to make him suspect something. "Oh wait, before you eat let me get you some water."

"I can get my own –"

"No." I snapped. "I'll get it." I rose from my chair and went to the fridge where I kept a glass of water. I brought it to him and set it down with a large smile.

"Okay, what did you do to this food and to my drink?" He asked, pushing away his plate. A frown was imprinted on his face.

"Nothing, I swear." I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

"Roza." He said pointedly.

"Honestly!" I chuckled.

Dimitri looked from me to his food and back to me. "I'm no longer hungry." Crossing his arms, he kept his gaze on me.

"Fine. I'll eat it." I grabbed the plate and took a bite of the steak. "Delicious!" Not. It tasted horrible. Not right at all. Spicy actually. I took the glass of water and took a large gulp.

"But… But… You …. You are evil Rose." Dimitri growled.

"So I've been told." I shrugged and giggled. "Oh, Dimitri, did you think I did I poisoned your food or something? No, I would never!" I faked astonishment. "When I get back at you, you'll be much more scared. Needless to say, sleep with one eye open."

What I did next didn't help prove that I didn't do anything to the food.

"Oh crap." I pushed chair away from the table and ran to the bathroom.

One of the symptoms I hate the most with being pregnant is the morning sickness that doesn't always happen in the morning.

"Roza?" Dimitri walked into the bathroom holding the same glass of water I was drinking just moments before.

"I'm fine." I whimpered before vomiting again. "Okay, not fine."

He bent down beside me, ignoring the awful odor, and rubbed my back. "Breathe Roza. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have put that hot sauce in it when you looked away."

"You what?!" I exclaimed. "Maybe that's why my body rejected it. It knew that spicy things are bad for the baby!"

Dimitri's face paled. "Oh… I'm sorry Rose." He kissed my forehead. Perfect time to shock him.

Smack!

I slapped Dimitri right across the face. "I can't believe you. You did this to me. All of this! You made me sick. You are the reason I'm getting fat! You're the one that's going to make me a laughing stock of the whole Court!" I was taking it too far. I just wanted to piss him off, but this was crossing the line. "Or maybe it's Adrian's fault."

Why did I say that? Freaking hormones; making me the world's biggest bitch.

"W-What?" Dimitri stuttered, looking at me in shock. "Rose, you said it wasn't. I… I need to get out of here." I saw a string of emotions roll across his face. Confusion, anger, hatred, sadness, betrayal. I have never seen someone leave a room so fast.

"Dimitri, wait!" I yelled after him. I pushed myself off the ground and ran towards the door. I didn't even care that my knees felt of jelly. I stopped him right before he slammed the door. "Stop it! Dimitri Belikov, you stop and listen right now!"

Dimitri swung around and grabbed the hand I was about to use to grab him. "Why? So you can tell me about how Adrian's the father, not me? I should have known. I was such an idiot, letting myself believe I was going to be a father. Dhampirs can't have children together, what would make us special?" He rambled on, his grip on my wrist getting stronger with each word.

"Just shut up!" I yelled, eyes stinging with unshed tears. "I lied! Adrian isn't the father and never in a million years would be. You are!"

"Then why did you say-"

"I was trying to piss you off. I took it too far!"

"Well you succeeded. I'm furious!" He yelled louder than I did. I hated when he yelled.

"Well now so am I!" I tried to pull my wrist away to no success. Dimitri pulled me closer to him as I tried to pull away. He released my wrist and cupped my face with his hands. His lips met mine with furious passion. No part of me at all was shocked that he did that. I stood on my tiptoes to reach his lips fully, giving him full opportunity to pick me up which he did.

"I'm still mad at you." I mumbled against his lips.

"Me too." He responded, never taking his lips off mine.

"Now shut up." The kiss was full of anger and passion and part of me loved it.

Sometimes, it was fun to get Dimitri pissed off. It usually leads to this.

Suckish chapter, I know. I'm sorry. I'm tired and I think I'm getting a cold. Next chapter will be Sydrian. Can anyone else imagine a pissed off Dimitri being super sexy? I certainly can. ;D I'll try and get another chapter out tomorrow, because I'm liking this writing every day thing. New chapters every day at least this week hopefully. Please leave a review. I haven't gotten many reviews with my last few chapters and it is making me not want to write as much or put as much effort into it. So please, review. It means the world to writers like me.

Love,

Kaitlyn xoxo