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It's been a week since I found out everything. Dimitri and I have been spending every spare moment together. He's tell me stories about my previous lives. Everytime he'd mention a memory his eyes would light up and his face would break into a smile.
And it broke my heart.
I want to remember. I want to remember every moment we shared together. He has all these fascinating memories of things we used to do. And I can't recall a single one of them.
He remembers everything in detail, and yet all I see is foggy bits and pieces of memories. The only time I actually can remember something is when we're doing the same thing as the memory or when I'm sleeping, in my dreams. But it's so blurry I can barely make out figures of people and the setting.
I sigh shoving a for full of pancakes in my mouth.
Lissa laughs beside me," Sad lover boy isn't here?"
Honestly yes. We've been attached to the hip all week. Dimitri and Christian have a project due tomorrow so they're doing it last-minute. Lissa and I are at the cafeteria eating breakfast.
I shrug and take a sip of my orange juice.
"Adrian's asked me about you."
I almost choke on my drink. I haven't really talked to him.
"Okay." I reply.
"You should talk to him," Lissa says.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because he misses you," she says like its obvious.
"I'm just confused, if he was as in love with Sydney as Dimitri told me then why was he hitting on me?" I ask.
"Oh my gosh is that why you haven't talked to him?", she asks," Rose he doesn't have a thing for you or anything. He was just trying to keep you away from Dimitri. You were his best friend in almost every life. All he wanted was to prolong your life."
"Oh, that makes sense. Wait but before you told me that Adrian and Dimitri never really liked each other because Adrian used to try to steal Dimitri's girlfriends."
She laughs," I wasn't lying technically. Adrian was your best guy friend so you'd spent a lot of time with him. Dimitri always got jealous. And like I said before, Adrian tried to distract you from Dimitri to try to prolong your life. It's worked one time only."
"Wait what? I thought I was supposed to die every seventeen years." I whisper the end since we are in a public cafeteria.
"Yeah that's the rule. But one time in Russia Adrian distracted you long enough from Dimitri that you actually lasted till you were 19. But that was only because you barely spent anytime with Dimitri."
"Oh." I reply. All these rules and loopholes where actually starting to confuse me.
"Yep, you were the princess and Dimitri was on the other team."
"What?"
Lissa laughs," Dimitri was a guard. But he wasn't protecting you and your family. He was on the other people's team. The Bolsheviks."
Bolsheviks. The name sounded so familiar. I roll my eyes, duh it sounded familiar it's a memory.
Sighing I turn to Lissa, "Do you know where Adrian is?"
She smiles," Probably in his room."
I nod and get up from my seat," Why are you encouraging me to go talk to him anyways you didn't sound very fond of him the first day I got here."
She shrugs," I had a feeling that he was going to try to distance you and Dimitri. Also Sydney is my friend and the fact that he choose Satan over her pisses me off."
"Sydney loves him." I state.
Lissa laughs," She never stopped loving that crack head."
I grab my tray off the table," Well let's see if I can get Adrian to change his choice."
"Wait! You're going to try to convince him to choose Sydney?" Lissa asks.
"I'm going to try. But I'm his best friend right? My opinion should mean something to him." I say dumping my food in the trash."
I say bye to Lissa and then head to the boys dorm.
When I make it to Adrian's room I knock twice on the door. I wait a couple of seconds and then the door swings open.
"Rose." Adrian breathes.
"Hey, can I come in?" I ask.
He nods and moves to the side opening the door wider for me to walk in. The last time I was in his room was when he threw a party weeks ago. It looks slightly bigger now that it isn't crowded with people.
I notice he has a couch on one side of the room, so I walk towards it and sit down.
He shuts the door and walks to stand in front of me.
"So what do I owe the pleasure to my little angel?" he says.
I laugh at the double meaning in the nickname," Just wanted to see how you were doing."
He nods,"As you can see I'm fine."
Queue awkward silence.
"So, who told you I know everything?" I ask.
He shrugs," Lissa."
Of course she told him.
"And you're still alive, which might I say confused the daylights out of me." he says.
"Why would it confuse you? Lissa told me a few minutes ago that you succeeded in keeping me alive till I was seventeen."
He runs a hand through his hair and sits next to me," That was different. You and your family were basically kept prisoners in your house and Dimitri was one of the guards for the bad guys. You had to keep your distance from them, that's what your mother always said. Sure you two had your moments here and there. But it never got far, so you couldn't really remember anything. You knew he looked familiar just like you knew in every life. But you weren't close enough to actually remember everything. And when you did, well it was the day you and your entire family died."
"You were there, so who were you? Where you one of my guards or one of the bad ones or-" he cuts me off.
"No, I was your family's servant."
I nod.
"Who was Sydney? "I ask. This was my opening to bring her into the conversation.
He swallows and looks away," She was a maid."
"Ohh, So you and Sydney." I say nudging his arm.
He stands up abruptly," There's no me and Sydney."
"Well there was right? " I ask.
"She ended it." he replies back towards me.
" Because you choose Satan." I state.
"I didn't choose him!" he yells turning around, he takes a deep calming breath," I was just thinking, if I had to choose who would I choose. And I started leaning more towards Lucifer than God. I didn't officially choose, she didn't give me a chance to explain before she took off."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah I am too." he says.
"Have you tried talking to her?" I ask.
"She broke it off before I could even try." he says.
"That was probably hundreds of years ago. I mean have you tried since then."
"No-" he says looking away.
"See your such a stubborn ass! Just cause she didn't want to listen the first time doesn't mean she wouldn't have afterwards. You didn't even try!"
"What do you want me to do Rose? To tell her now?" He asks exasperated.
"Yeah! That's exactly what I want you to do." I say
"Bu"
"Do you love her?" I ask.
"Yes." he replies without hesitation.
"Well then nothing else matters."
He looks at me for a second and then lets out a long breath," If she says no-"
"Don't make assumptions, she loves you, you have to be blind to not see it." I say.
"Fine." he says finally.
"Really!?" I ask surprised.
"Yeah now get out of my room, I'm going to call her over."
Don't need to tell me twice. I jump up from the couch and pull Adrian into a hug.
He laughs," Good luck." I say pulling back.
I quickly close the door behind me and walk into the hall. I wonder if Dimitri is done with his project. His room is just upstairs, it wouldn't hurt to check on him. So without a second thought I round the corner and climb the stairs. When I make it to his room I knock on the door, or well try.
Because a second before my fist hits the door it flies open.
Dimitri stood there with a big smile. I smile back and open my mouth to talk but before I could say anything he pulls me into the room, shuts the door, and slams me against it.
His hands which where on my waist slowly goes down to my thigh. He hitches it up and wraps it around his waist. My breathing starts coming out in small puffs. Laying my hands on his shoulders I pull myself up and wrap my other leg around his waist.
I look into his eyes and smile. The next thing I know his mouth is on mine. My hands tangle themselves in his hair trying to pull him closer. I slightly tug on his bottom lip and he groans into my mouth. His tongue runs along my lip and I open my mouth granting him entrance.
He pulls us away from the door and drops me on the bed. I laugh and we continue kissing. That's how we spent most of the evening, making out and talking.
I was curled into his side listening to a story he was telling.
"Your dad owned a plantation in the South, he was one of the most riches men back then. I worked for him, he wasn't a fan of slavery so he eventually moved up North. I remember running through the field of cotton with you that summer. Your mother would get so angry when I dropped you off at home completely dirty." he says laughing.
I bite my lip and start playing with the material of his T-shirt.
As if sensing something was up Dimitri looks down at me and asks," What's wrong?"
I shrug,"It just sucks that I can't really remember."
He nods," Will I ever remember?" I ask.
He shrugs,"I honestly don't know."
I sigh and bury my head deeper in his chest.
"There's a way-"
"There is?What is it?!" I ask shooting up in a sitting position.
He laughs and shows me his hand.
"What do you want a high-five?" I ask laughing
"No. look." He closes his hand into a fist and then opens it. In the middle of his hand there's some black thing. It looked like a small twister.
"What the hell is that?" I ask
"It'll help you go back in time to wherever you want." he says.
"I don't even know where to go." I say.
"Just stick out your hand." he replies.
I nod and stick my hand out in front of me flat like he was doing. He tilts his hand into mine and the little black twister falls into the center of my hand.
"What do I have to do?" I ask.
"Think of the memory you want to go back to."
I give him an 'are you serious' look,"I don't really remember anything. And anyways even if this does work whats going to happen? Am i going to walk around in another time wearing jeans and a hoodie?", I ask pointing down at my clothes.
"No, you're going to be in your previous body. Your can't really do anything in there, just watch what the former you is doing."
I nod,"So what do I have to do?"
"Okay close your eyes and think of the things I'm about to say."
I nod and close my eyes.
"Okay remember the marble floors." I nod and start thinking of what he says.
"The tall pillars."
"Your three sisters laughing and running around, your brother chasing after them."
"The vases in the hallways with drawing of birds and bears on them."
"You and your sister making faces at the servants, especially Adrian."
"Tea in the garden with your mother."
"You trying to act like you know politics just to impress your dad.
"You sliding down the banister of your palace."
I wait another second for Dimitri's voice, but he doesn't say anything.
I open my eyes, I'm not in Dimitri's room.
I, I mean the other me, sits up in bed and stretches. I can feel that I'm wearing a night-gown. I, the other me, kicks her feet over the side of the bed and gets off. She, I, start walking to another bed across the room.
She pulls back the covers and notices the bed is empty. Just as she's about to turn around someone jumps on he pushing her on the floor.
"Anastasia! Get off." I, the other me, says.
She stands up and turns to see a girl that looks slightly like me.
"Mama needs to talk to us! Come on!" she yells pulling my arm down the hall.
This place is huge! It's a freaking mansion, no not a mansion, a place.
What the hell am I.
We stop and what I think is a foyer. And I see a middle-aged women standing there with two older girls and one boy.
She turns to me and Anastasia, I think was her name, with her hands on her hips.
"Maria Nikolaevna Romanova what are you still doing in your night-gown it is almost eight in the morning." she says.
Wait.
Did she really just call me that?
Romanova?
Holy shit, no way.
This is not possible.
I look around and suddenly the faces looks so familiar.
Of course they're familiar! I studied them in European History!
This is the Romanov family.
The last Imperial family of Russia.
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