DPOV
When Roza and I got to my house, Mama was getting ready to leave. Probably to visit Vikki at the hospital. When she saw Roza's condition, she freaked.
"Oh Lord, Roza, what happened?" Mama exclaimed.
I had my arm wrapped around Roza's shoulders, she leaned into me. "I got in a fight," she murmured. I told Mama I needed to clean Roza's wounds, but she insisted on doing it.
"I was just about to go to the hospital," Mama sighed. "I was hoping the doctors would tell me good news about your sister." Mama dabbed Roza's cuts with an alcohol dipped napkin.
"What's wrong with your sister?" Roza said softly.
"She has leukemia," I said. I looked at Roza, her expression seemed depressed. I walked over to her and gently held her hand. I kissed the knuckles of her hand and laced my fingers between hers. We didn't say anything after that. After Mama finished cleaning and disinfecting Roza's cuts, she tried to bandage the deep cuts.
"There," Mama said. She put a hand on Roza's shoulder. Roza's head was down. "Roza, look at me." When she didn't look up, Mama gently lifted her chin up. "Dimka's been telling me everything that's been happening," she said. "You've changed him. You gave him so much confidence." Mama gave Roza a big hug. "Thank you."
~Secret admirers~
After Mama left to go to the hospital, Roza and I just hung out. We went to the living room, cuddled on the sofa, and watched some tv. After a while, Roza fell asleep. I could imagine how exhausted she is. Gently scooping her up bridal style, I carried her to one of the guest rooms and laid her on the bed. I gently brushed some hair from her face and kissed her forehead.
~Secret admirers~
It was around eleven o'clock at night when Roza woke up. She was groggy and a little grumpy.
"'Mitri," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. I was in my bedroom, getting ready to go to bed.
When I looked at her, her hair was all messy and her clothes were rumpled. The way Roza looked, it reminded me of a little kid. Mama hadn't come back from the hospital yet, and neither of my sisters had come to check on me.
"Roza, how're you feeling?" I asked.
Roza gave a long yawn. "Tired."
"Do you want me to walk you home?" I asked. I didn't think Roza would want to go home at this time of night. She shook her head. I ran a hand through my hair. "You don't have any clothes here. . ." Roza shuffled over to me, her tired, bloodshot eyes were dull. She sat next to me on my bed, leaning her head on my shoulder. Her eyes bobbed.
"Could I borrow a shirt?" she mumbled. "I thought I'd take a quick shower, but I forgot where the bathroom was." I brought Roza to the bathroom, let her borrow one of my old shirts and a pair of old shorts, and let her take a shower. When she finished, I was going to take Roza back to the guest room when she begged at sleeping with me in my room. "U-umm. . ." I stammered. "O-Okay." I took Roza to my bedroom, I tucked her in my bed and decided to sleep on the floor. I sighed.
"No." I turned and saw Roza's eyes half-open. She patted a spot next to me, I gulped and hesitantly got in next to her. Roza scooted closer to me, resting her head on my chest. I laid there, stunned. My heart was beating uncontrollably. When I heard Roza's soft snores, I calmed down a little. I fell asleep shortly after.
RPOV
When I woke up, I was still tired. And it took me a minute to realize my head was resting on Dimitri's strong, muscular chest. The strong, steady beating of his heart was so relaxing I was tempted to go back to sleep. I lifted my head a little to see Dimitri's face, it looked so peaceful. His face was so relaxed, his lips making an adorable pout. I had to bite my bottom lip to hold back a giggle.
"It's rude to stare, my Roza," Dimitri said softly. I jumped a little. Dimitri's eyes opened just a crack, and a small smile graced his lips. I giggled. Dimitri's arms were wrapped around my waist, and they tightened. I looked in Dimitri's eyes, those beautiful chocolate brown eyes. One of Dimitri's hands snuck to the back of my neck, his thumb gently stroking my neck. I hadn't realized we were so close until I felt Dimitri's lips touch mine softly.
I leaned back a little. "Morning breath," I whispered.
But Dimitri didn't care, he smashed his lips to mine. I'd say the kiss Dimitri and I shared that moment was the most passion-filled kiss ever.
When we pulled back, breathless, Dimitri smirked. "Now we both have morning breath," he said.
"Shouldn't we get ready for school?" I asked, resting my head back on Dimitri's chest.
"Probaby," he answered. After a few minutes of not doing anything, Dimitri shooed me off the bed and out of his bedroom.
I banged on Dimitri's door. "I don't have anything to wear, remember?" After a minute, Dimitri came out. And the outfit he wore was unbelievably sexy. A very fitting v-neck short-sleeved shirt, worn blue jeans that fit him nicely, but looked comfortable to move and sit in.
"That's right," Dimitri murmured. "You can't fit in Viktoria's clothes, hers are too small." He thought for a moment then sighed. "I'll let you wear some of my clothes."
I was shocked. "Why can't I wear your mom's clothes?" I asked.
"She'd know," Dimitri said. He ran a hand through his hair. "I don't like the idea of you wearing my clothes, but it'll have to do for today."
I nodded. I agree with that one, I thought.
~Secret admirers~
Dimitri and I walked to school. I was wearing one of his shirts, that ended a little past my knees. I didn't have any underwear, so I wore one of Dimitri's shorts, too. It was a little uncomfortable (and a little embarrassing) coming to school commando, but I would have to deal with it.
~Secret admirers~
It was in the middle of third period I was told to go to the principal's office. My heart sunk. I knew I'd get in trouble for that fight with Avery, but I wasn't prepared for any punishments coming my way. I walked as slow as I possibly could to Kirova's office, and for a minute, I thought about bolting, but I didn't.
When I got to Kirova's office, my heart was pounding a mile a minute.
"Miss Hathaway, please sit," Kirova said. When I sat, Kirova's beady eyes looked at me with disdain. "I recieved a phone call from Mr. Lazar, Avery Lazar's father." I paled a little. "He claims that you attacked his daughter after school. Is that true, Miss Hathaway?"
I shook my head. "She attacked me," I said. "She got pissed at me because her boyfriend dumped her. I was defending myself."
"Of course you were," Kirova said sarcastically. "Now tell me the truth, Rosemarie."
I felt my temper rise. "It is the truth." I was so tempted to put 'bitch' after that, but that wouldn't make my situation any better. "Call in Adrian Ivashkov. He'll tell you I'm telling the truth, too."
Kirova snorted. "I don't need to call in another student," she said. "You're just a liar. You always have been."
I exploded. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I screeched. "Instead of trying to see both sides, you're too busy bowing at that bitch's feet! You fucking idiot!" In an instant, I realized what just went out my mouth. I covered my mouth. By now, Kirova's face was red with anger. I've never been good with my temper, I thought miserably. But I wouldn't be surprised if Kirova expelled me from every school in this state.
"Get out of my office now," Kirova hissed. I ran out, my heart punching my chest. Tears threatened, but I held it in.
What is wrong with me?
~Secret admirers~
Once school ended, I asked Dimitri if I could spend the afternoon alone, he said it was okay. When I got home, neither of my parents were present. Shock. I threw myself on my bed, burying my face in my pillow.
I'll have to give Dimitri's clothes back, I thought. I sighed.
After what seemed like forever, the phone rang.
When I picked it up, Kirova's voice was on the other end.
"Rosemarie, I'd like to speak to you about school. You are. . . ."
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