Back Where We Started Chapter 4, a vampire academy fanfic

Hello everyone :)

I´ve had some trouble writing chapter 4 :( Mainly because I could NOT decide how long it should be, where to stop it, then the a song didn´t really fit into this part of the story, and had to find another one. And there were some other little things too. It actually irritated me so much that my dreams were invaded by it. Fun huh? Not really, but it did help with some of the problems and added some new ones to ;)

Well anyway... In this chapter, as I promised, you find out why Dimitri broke up with Rose + you get to see some of the concert in his POV too. So hope you enjoy it ;)

And thanks to those who responded by either adding it as favorite story/author, story/author alerts or reviewed to the previous chapter :)

Disclaimer: I don´t own the VA series or it´s characters and I don´t own the songs. I only own the story-line.

Songs in the chapter:

Back where we started (Tina Dickow). Live version.

A thousand years (Christina Perri)

Dream (Pricilla Ahn)

Back where we started.

Dimitri POV.

Chapter 4:

The next day/the day of the concert.

I woke up with a start to the phone ringing with a big headache trying to remember where I was. Oh… Right… I fell asleep on my couch last night after drinking half a bottle of Russian vodka listening to Rose´s cd.

I sat up, grabbed my phone from my coffee table and answered. "Hello."

"Dimka." My sister´s voice came through the other end. "Why did you take so long to answer? I´ve been calling for the last ten minutes."

"I was sleeping Vika. Sorry I didn´t hear the phone until now." I said in an annoyed tone.

"Dimitri it´s almost twelve why were you still sleeping?" she asked.

I cleared my throat uncomfortably. "Um I kind of had a few drinks last night in the living room and must have passed out on the couch." I said as I walked in to the kitchen and started to make coffee. My head still hurt, so I also searched for some painkillers.

Viktoria sighed but said nothing about it. Probably guessing why I was drinking last night. "Well I just called to make sure you would be ready for me to pick you up at four."

"Well I don´t really see that I have a choice in the matter since you said I had to go. And if I don´t you´ll drag me there anyway right?" I said sarcastically.

"You´re right." She laughed "There is no way out of this, so I'll just see you later big brother." With that she hung up before I could even utter a bye.

I sighed. "Well bye to you to." I said sarcastically to the phone.

With that I started to make some food and getting ready for the long day I had in front of me.

Later that afternoon…..

I had eaten, cleaned the house and had my shower by the time it was tree. I just needed to find some clothes to wear. I took out some boxers, a pair of socks, black jeans, a red muscle t-shirt and a pair of black Converse. I decided to leave my hair loose but brushed it quickly through. I got in my clothes, put on my favorite watch and my shoes. I took my wallet from my dresser putting it in my back pocket and walked out of my bedroom.

I poured myself a cup of coffee, put on some music to help me relax. As soon as the music started playing I tensed. Great… I forgot her cd was still in there. Not really going to help keep my mind of tonight. I thought. I quickly turned it of and drinking my coffee.

When it was five past four my sister drove up to my house honking the horn. I grabbed my jeans jacket and my keys, locked my front and got in her car. "You´re late Vika." I said.

"Yeah, well traffic was a bitch on the way here." She retorted. "Besides I´m only five minutes late Dimitri. We´ll make it to the concert in time." She grinned at me. She was wearing almost the same type of clothes as me. The only difference was she had on black pumps, her t-shirt had a gold printed guitar on the font and her hair was in a ponytail.

She drove of towards the city.

It took us about an hour or so to get to the restaurant we would be eating at. It was just a couple of blocks from the concerts venue, so we could walk there afterwards.

We quickly got a table and ordered food and drinks. We talked a little about everyday things, work and the family.

When the food came I didn´t talk much as the thought of seeing Rose soon consumed me. I was getting nervous and dreading this very much. I knew my feeling would most likely get the best of me and I would probably end up begging her on my knees to take me back. God I missed her so much. I miss her laugh, her smile, the way her eyes would darken in lust and the glint they would have when she was happy. Oh Roza…

"Dimitri. Hello is anybody home?" Viktoria´s voice broke through my reminiscing waving a hand in front of my face.

I shook my head a little. "Sorry what did you say?" was my brilliant response as I looked up from my plate.

"I asked if you were going to eat you´re food or keep playing with it?" she said. She had a kind of knowing look on her face.

"Sorry I guess I spaced out." I sighed shoving some food in my mouth.

Viktoria huffed. "More like you were in dreamland big brother." She muttered."You´re nervous about seeing Rose and you miss her. Am I right?" she asked.

"Yes. But it doesn´t matter anyway I can´t get involved with her again. " I put my fork down leaning back in my chair and folded my arms over my chest.

Vika leaned forward and looked me directly in my eyes. "And why is that? If there´s a small chance to get her back, why wouldn´t you?" she said with an angry edge to her voice. I stayed silent.

"You love her. I know you do. You haven´t dated anyone since her. So I ask again why Dimitri? Why would you just give up the woman of your dreams, the love of your life when you could be happy together? Think about it Dimitri. You could be planning your wedding by now or even already be married. Instead you´re miserable, you work almost 24/7 and your family hardly sees you anymore." She finished her angry rant panting, her voice rising slightly at the end.

By now I was pretty angry myself. I leaned forward in my seat so we were almost nose to nose.

"You want to know why?" I asked with a dark and cold edge to my voice. My eyes flaming with anger as I looked her in the eye. She gulped and nodded. "Fine I´ll tell you why. About three months into my relationship with Rose, I received a letter one morning stating that if I didn´t end my relationship with her she would be killed. It wasn´t signed and still don´t know who it was from. But whoever it was, was watching me or her to see if I stopped seeing her." I paused still fuming a little and leaned back still looking at my sister´s now horrified face.

"At first I didn´t put too much into it but as I kept seeing her I received more letters, all saying the same thing and I got worried. I tried to investigate into it, cashed in some favors with some friends in the police and such but nothing came up, nothing out of the ordinary." I sighed tiredly. "Then one night, about five weeks after the first letter, I was on my way over to Rose´s place when I got a text message….

Flashback to message:

"You´re still not heeding my warning Belikov. So tonight you will get the last one. Rose was out on a run earlier in Vladimir woods and she had a little "accident" down a hill. She is now in the emergency room at General hospital. I don´t think it´s too serious but this was only a warning. Next time she won´t live."

End of flashback.

"When I finished reading I had to pull over because I was shaking so badly with rage, guilt and worry. It took me ten minutes to get myself together and drive to the hospital. When I arrived I quickly ask around for Rose, but she had already been released. They wouldn´t tell me much about her injuries other than it wasn´t anything serious. So I set of again toward her apartment and I saw her. She had some minor cuts and bruises and a sprained wrist but other than that she was fine, a bit shook-up, but fine." I had to take a few breaths before continuing, I could still picture clearly how she had looked with bruises forming on her beautiful face, and I could see that Viktoria had gone pale.

"She told me what happened and that it had felt like someone pushed her, but she didn´t get a chance to see who or what it was. When she reached the bottom of the hill she called her dad, told him what happened and he came with paramedics, followed to the hospital and took her home. I didn´t tell her about the message or the notes….." I sighed with regret and guilt looking down at my hands lying limp in my lap.

"After that I became more distant with her, trying to….. I don´t know, to prepare her I guess, that things weren´t going to work out. And a month or so after her incident I broke up with her. I was trying to protect her the only way I knew how…." I whispered the last words out to choked up to speak. I cleared my throat forcing myself to finish.

"I had some P.I. friends keep an eye on her for a while after that and I told them not to report anything unless there was a lead. I still didn´t know who this person was or why. But they never saw anything that could lead to the threats, so there wasn´t a reason to keep on monitoring her and I stopped investigating it." I finished looking out on the street anywhere but Viktoria. I couldn´t stand to see the contempt there must be in her eyes right now.

"Oh Dimitri…" Viktoria sighed in a soft voice making me look back at her. She had tears, sorrow and guilt in her eyes. "I´m so sorry. I didn't know. I-I just thought it was about something else, a wounded ego or something just as trivial. I don't know, but I didn't think it would be anything at all like this. Oh god….." She almost wailed sniffing. "Now I feel bad about dragging you here. We don´t have to go if you don't want to…. Let's just finish dinner and then-" I cut of her rambling laying my hand on hers trying to calm her.

"No Vika. I want to go. I´ve thought about her every day for two years." I sighed wistfully. "If her songs are any indication I don't think I want to miss a chance to see her perform. I still don´t know about the after party, but I don´t think I can see her up there and not want to talk to her…. But I guess we´ll just have to wait and see right?" I asked with a nervous laughter.

Viktoria just smiled back with a knowing but weary and slightly hopeful look in her eyes. We finished our dinner quickly and made our way to the venue.

Soon we stood just a few rows away from the stage, with a BIG crowd of other people waiting for Rose to come out with a beer in our hands. My sister was slightly bouncing with excitement. I knew she really was a fan of Rose´s music, had been hooked the first time she had heard one of her songs and had bought the cd as soon as it came out. I had to agree. She was a great singer. From what I could tell she had a broad range of fans here tonight. The oldest probably in their late fifties and the youngest about fourteen or fifteen and she was probably on her way to be worldwide, if she wasn´t already.

The excitement was slowly rubbing of on me the longer we waited to the point where I was almost anxious. I had already gotten a new beer (drinking the first one within the first fifteen minutes) and rolling it between my hands and eyes on the semi dark stage.

Suddenly a spotlight was turned to the right side of the stage lighting the stage door, making people whisper/talk excitedly and lean over or closer to see the door. A few seconds later it opened revealing a 5´7 ft. smiling, confident and beautiful Rose, making my breath hitch before gushing out of my throat as I took in all of her features.

She wore her waist long, deep brown, wavy hair down, a light natural make-up on her eyes and mascara and sheer lip-gloss on her plump red-ish lips. She had on a gold strap-dress that hugged all her curves perfectly, with black leggings and gold high heeled sandals making her legs look longer. She looked like a goddess, an angel and an exotic Egyptian princess all in one and more.

The crowd (including Vika and myself) instantly began clapping and cheering for her.

She looked out at and over the crowd, the smile still on her face, for a few seconds before walking to the center stage where a chair, microphone and guitar were sitting. She sat down gracefully, took the guitar adjusting it in to her lap and her shoulders losing a little tension, and situated her left hand and fingers on the neck and the other hand lightly strumming a cord.

The crowd went hushed and she looked up looking a little surprised and a little nervous to. She then looked a little downwards directly at someone in front and her shoulders slowly began to relax more and a loving grin spread across her face.

Who ever made her grin like that must be someone special to her. I thought slightly jealous. I used to be able to do that….. Used to Dimitri, used to….

"Hello everyone. My name is Rose Mazur and I´m so excited to be playing for you the next couple of hours." Her voice brought my focus back from my thoughts. People clapped again. "So the first song tonight is about love... About just agreeing to things not working out, not getting to say what you really feel and still hoping for the love back. I wrote this about 2 years ago and it´s called Back where we started. Hope you like it."

She took a deep breath, set her hands back on the guitar, closed eyes and started playing.

There was a sad resigned air about the song and more so when she started singing.

It´s cold when it´s October here

so I guess I won´t see you at my birthday this year

and who´d have thought a love like that

would wither and wash out as winter pulls near

I'm not gonna cry about it no

I'm just gonna lie about it

Your laughter filling my sails

As in fall the golden leaf must give in to the winds

this here tale of love is somehow meant to end

where it begins

we´re back where we started

and why don´t we just leave it

No we´re not broken hearted

just back where we started

and why don´t we just leave it at that

leave it at that

The words were cutting me deeply as she sang them. I knew I´d hurt her, but didn´t think it was this much. Yearning, sorrow, love, regret and anger all, shifting plainly, over her face. I´m so, so sorry Roza…. I thought shaking my head sadly with regret. So, so very sorry….

The summer asked no questions and the wind found no excuse to abridge our story

over

and nature is a faithless friend and counting an her favors will make you

sorry

I´m not gonna cry about you

it´s not like I'll die without you no

Your laughter filling my sails oh yeah

As in fall the golden leaf must give in to the winds

this here tale of love is somehow meant to end

where it begins

Her voice cracked a little at the last word, but as the chorus started her voice got stronger and stronger, singing out all the emotions she was feeling, coloring every note.

we´re back where we started

back where we started yeah

and why don´t we just leave it

and no no no

we´re not broken hearted

just back where we started yeah

and why don´t we just leave it at that

leave it at that

leave it at that…..

oh oh oh oh oh yeah

oh oh oh oh oh oh

oh oh ohhhhh oh oh oh

oh oh oh oh oh...

And why don´t we just leave...

As she sang the last note, almost in a broken whisper, a tear leaked out running down her cheek and a sorrow filled expression on her face. I was surprised and awed that she had laid it all out there for her fans to see, she would normally have been embarrassed by something like that.

A lot has probably changed in two years. I sighed internally.

The crowd started clapping and cheering. My sister gave me an elbow to my side making me look at her. She had a question in her eyes, asking if I was okay.

I just shook my head a little while shrugging not really giving her an answer before looking back at Rose.

When she opened her eyes pain crossed briefly before she smiled a sad and…., something else I couldn´t quite place (relieved maybe?), smile whisking the tear away.

"Thank you." Rose said after letting the people quite down a little. She rose from the chair walking over to a piano and sitting down. She adjusted the mike, aligning it with her mouth.

"So this is a fairly new song that I was asked to write for a movie called Breaking Dawn, some of you might know this already, and maybe seen the movie or bought the soundtrack…." Some people in the crowd whistled, cheered and shouted making her chuckle a little. She looked really relaxed now and her eyes were bright. All the emotions from before completely gone.

"I see that I was right. Anyway I actually bought and read the whole twilight book series before writing the song. I really wanted to be in the right mindset for the song." She got a faraway look in her eyes for a moment before sighing softly.

"Well the song´s for the Bella and Edward wedding, but could also be for a lot of other situations and well, I guess I´ll let the song explain itself. Here it is: A thousand years…." She trail of beginning to play the cords very softly, very gracefully.

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I was in true awe of her. The way she could play the piano while singing with such conviction, both in her body language and her voice, and still be able to make eye contact with the audience. I couldn´t take my eyes away from her. I think the whole crowd was hanging on every word….

I have died every day waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still

Beauty in all she is

I will be brave

I will not let anything take away

What's standing in front of me

Every breath

Every hour has come to this

One step closer

I could just picture Rose walking down the aisle on her wedding day in an off-white princess-like strapless corset dress widening from her slim waist and outwards till reached the floor, hair curled to ringlets with some of it tied up in the back and the rest framing her face, almost no make-up on looking as natural as possible and no veil to hide her face or emotions behind, her father walking proudly beside her.

A big smile gracing her face, as she locks eyes with the man standing at the Alter and so, so much love in her eyes… Her whole being just radiating with joy and happiness…..

But in my little fantasy, I was the one waiting for her at the end of that aisle and I don´t see that ever happening.

I have died every day waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer….

She sounded so strong and sure, like she really believed (or at least really wanted to believe) in the words, in the fairytale unfolding through the song…..

I have died every day waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

The song ended just as softly as she started it. It really was beautiful. I was clapping so hard my hands almost hurt. I could hear loud cheering from my sister. She was bouncing, grinning and hollering for Rose, making me chuckle at her enthusiasm.

"Wow… Thank you very much" Rose laughed standing up and walking back to the chair at the center. "It´s really great to see, that you´re all enjoying you´re selves." She sounded honest and pleased with that fact. Maybe it was because I could always read her so well (like an open book), but I could hear a little hint of doubt in her own abilities or un-sureness in there to.

"You all know that I´m new to the music world, the whole business process of it and all it in tales, or I´m new in the terms that I´ve never released anything before my album-release a few months back. This is the first concert in my name too and I guess, it got me really nervous about tonight, but you´ve all been a great audience, so far, that I couldn´t have asked for a better way to pre start my birthday." The crowd whistled and clapped at the right places making her smile bigger, lighting up her face.

She readied her guitar placing it on her lap. "And in the spirit of first´s I thought you should have a first to." She paused. "A few days ago I was sitting in my windowsill looking out at the busy streets, feeling a little blue and out of habit playing an old lullaby my mother used to sing to me, not really paying attention to it you know….." She sighed sadly, again looking at someone in the front row.

I stood on my toes (my curiosity and jealousy getting the better of me, making my sister shake her head at me amused, obviously knowing my reason) to see who it was. I couldn´t get a good view of the person, but I could see that it was a man by the built of him (broad shoulders, packing a little muscle, the haircut and so on. A natural, quick observation habit in my line of work), shorter than my 6´7 feet by maybe two or three inches, the same shade of dark brown hair as Rose´s and wearing a flashy looking suit jacket.

Of course I thought when I realized who it was and letting the breath out I had been holding with a relieved smile forming and secretly, selfishly glad it wasn´t a boyfriend. Her father would never miss this even if his life depended on it.

Rose smiled slightly, shaking her head I little. "Well after I´d been sitting there for a few hours, I started to play around with some other cords and anyway this song or lullaby, it just kind of came to me." She looked up at the ceiling, her eyes looking a little glassy. "This is for you mom, I miss you…. It´s called Dream…." Her voice just a little above a whisper.

She took a breath and started strumming the guitar and looked out at the audience smiling.

I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.

I played pretend between the trees, and fed my house guests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

Her voice sounded very soft, airy and innocent. Her eyes had a faraway dreamy look in them and her smile peaceful.

I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest swing.

I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.

The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

Through this verse you could see and hear Rose change from the innocent little girl into a young woman.

I looked around myself, my sister doing the same, and could see people had started swaying lighters in the air, feeling the song right along with her. She really was a great singer/musician/songwriter…..

I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest tree.

I had a dream.

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh….

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.

You could hear the older, wiser and more mature woman, and a little laughter, in her voice here.

I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I´m ready now, too fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream…

I was already clapping before the last note had faded out and Viktoria was right along with me, cheering her name loud and clear.

Rose looked up at her name searching and then her eyes widened when she looked right at Viktoria (who was still cheering by the way). I didn´t take more than a few seconds before the crowd joined the cheering, but I don´t think Rose saw. She was still looking at my sister´s happy face frozen in shock but after a few seconds more her eyes flicked a little to right where they connected with mine…..

Dun Dun Dun... Uh oh she saw him... What do you think her reaction will be?

Who´s POV do you want for the next chapter, more Dimitri or a Rose one? Who´s reaction will you most enjoy to read about?

So vote for the one you want most when you review please.

Just so you know beforehand the next week will be quite busy for me, so I don´t know when I´ll be able to update...

But I promise that I´ll write as much as I can when I can.

I already have a good idea how the next chapter will be (I´ve written a little of it already) and some of the songs are mapped out. And I plan on adjusting it to match the winner POV.

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