RPOV
It's been about three months since Avery's expulsion, and I haven't been happier. Avery's former groupie disappeared after Avery left, I guess they decided to become regular people, or they just left. My relationship with Dimitri has been very, very, very good. Dimitri and I are hopelessly in love with each other. But that doesn't mean we don't have any problems. Ever since Adrian dumped Avery, he's been trying to hit on me, even though he knows I'm dating Dimitri. And Adrian's constant flirting with me has put a strain on the little friendship that was going on between Dimitri and him.
Me and Dimitri's six month anniversary is coming up and I have the perfect present for him. I don't know what Dimitri has in store for me, but knowing him, he probably went all out and reserved us a place at a five-star restaurant or something. I don't care for fancy things or anything expensive. That's kind of what my previous boyfriends were like - they assumed I absolutely adored beautiful jewlery and fine artwork and expensive foreign candies. Honestly, I hated all of it. Dimitri's different, though. He's simple and everything I envisioned in a man.
DPOV
I can tell Roza's been happy over Avery's leaving. She's smiled more, and very relaxed. To me, the whole school seems to be enjoying Avery's leaving, as well.
Over the past three months, me and Roza's relationship has been very mindblowing. Almost like a dream. She's the most wonderful girlfriend, though she's the only girlfriend I've ever had. Sad, I know, but the fact is I've never been happier. She completes me.
In a couple weeks, our six month anniversary will be coming up. And I'm nervous. I saved up all the money I earned to buy Roza a necklace - a beautiful rose necklace (the lust charm one!). That necklace was very costy, but I hope she likes it. Roza's told me she doesn't particularly care for expensive or fancy things, but I think she deserves something beautiful. I also plan on preparing a dinner for the both of us at my house, Mama was nice enough to stay out of the house for that entire evening.
God I just hope it goes well.
RPOV
It was the weekend, and I was spending it at Dimitri's place, as usual. My parents were on another business trip, so it's not like they'd care if I wasn't home.
Dimitri and I were in his room, both of us laying on his bed. We had just finished a very long and very mindblowing make out session, so we weren't really doing anything in particular than just enjoying each others' company. I had my head rested on Dimitri's chest, his arms wrapped securely around my waist.
"Our anniversary's coming up," I said, my jaw a little sore from the make out.
Dimitri's arms tightened a little. "I know," he murmured. "It doesn't feel like we've been together this long."
I hoisted myself up onto my elbows, looking at Dimitri's gorgeous face. "Yeah, I guess." I kissed him gently. "Six months? Crazy, isn't it?" Dimitri nodded. I let myself relax on Dimitri's chest again, allowing myself to enjoy the steady rhythm of his heart; the calming rise and fall of his breathing.
"I still can't believe I'm your boyfriend," Dimitri said, one of his hands now gently stroking my hair. I scooted up a little, resting my head on the crook of his neck, inhaling that wonderful smell that's all Dimitri.
"I've loved you for years," I murmured. "This entire time felt like a dream."
"Yeah," Dimitri whispered.
I snuggled further into Dimitri's warm embrace. "Well, if this is a dream, I never want to wake up."
DPOV
Mama allowed Roza to spend the night, after five minutes of me begging her. After Mama finished making dinner, my sisters made an unexpected visit. It took my sisters a minute to accept the fact that Roza's my girlfriend. And a lot of convincing, too. And after they left I never felt happier.
Once dinner was finished, I helped Mama clean everything up before going to bed. When I went upstairs, Roza was just leaving the bathroom. Her hair was wet, and she was wearing one of my t-shirts.
"Hey," she said, smiling. She looked at the shirt. "Sorry, I love your shirts."
I pecked Roza on the cheek. "It's fine, that's an old shirt anyway." Her smile widened.
"Okay," she said. "Well, I'll see you in the morning."
I nodded. "See you in the morning."
RPOV
I was sleeping soundly, having wonderful dreams of Dimitri. Wonderful dreams where Dimitri and I were married and had a family. It seems a little childish for me to dream of something like that, since I have no clue if Dimitri wants children or not. Or if we would stay together long enough to consider marriage.
But it was a wonderful dream nonetheless. Until it started to morph into something terrible, a nightmare. Terrifying the crap out of me.
~Nightmare time!~
I was in a big house. Big, actually, would be an understatement. It was gigantic. For some reason, there was something eery about the house, though. Something unnerving. My stomach twisted and tightened with worry, my heart pounded uncontrollably in my chest. My palms were sweaty, and a cold shiver went up my back. After standing for what seemed like forever, drowning in my own worry and uneasiness, a loud thump from upstairs caused me to jump three feet.
I hurried upstairs, and realized it was a hall filled with bedroom doors. I bit my bottom lip nervously, I was too frightened to see what was inside those bedroom doors. But I opened them, one-by-one. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary; they were all neat rooms, made beds, nice closets, wardrobes, full-length mirrors, built-in bathrooms. But the last door, the one at the very, very end, was the one I felt the most uncomfortable, the most uneased, at.
When I opened it, I saw something. . . .disturbing. My body went dumb. My mind went blank. My heart stopped for a moment. I hadn't realized I started screaming, blood pounded in my ears.
Dimitri, my Dimitri, hanging from the ceiling. Dead.
~End of nightmare time!~
I jumped out of bed, sweating a river. The back of my eyes stung, tears threatening. My chest tightened, and I felt overwhelmed with all these emotions. I ran out of the bedroom, tiptoeing as quickly and as quietly as possible, to Dimitri's room. I could hear his soft snores through his closed door. I pressed my back against the door, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. I tried to stay as calm as possible. Traitor tears built up and fell down my cheeks. I had to hold back from breaking down. Why would I have a dream like that?
After a minute, the door behind me swung open, nearly making me fall back. Dimitri's arms wrapped around me, stopping me from falling.
"Roza?" he asked, his eyes still a little clouded from sleep. "What're you doing?"
I quickly wiped my eyes and foced a smile. "Nothing."
"Were you crying?" Dimitri asked, his sleepy-eyes turning to concern. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I repeated. "I was going to the bathroom."
"Roza, the bathroom's that way." Dimitri pointed behind me. "What's the problem?"
I looked at my feet. How could I explain this to him?
"Roza. . . ."
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