RPOV
Dimitri was hesitant, but he knew how stubborn I am. Sighing in defeat, he and I wandered arount the school in search of this Tasha chick. After a few minutes, Dimitri stopped in a few feet away from a group of girls. He pointed to one of them, a black haired girl with a very high-pitched voice.
"That's her?" I murmured. Don't get me wrong, she was a little pretty, but to think she had the nerve to flirt with my Dimitri. I walked a few steps toward her when Dimitri's hand caught my upper arm.
"Don't, Roza," Dimitri said quietly. "She isn't worth it. Remember what happened between you and Avery?"
"She got expelled." I smirked up at him. "Don't worry, comrade, I'll be careful with this one." I nodded in the Tasha girl's direction. I was able to get out of Dimitri's grip and walked over to the girl. I tapped her shoulder, she turned around and scowled at me. "Hi, I'm Rose," I greeted with fake cheerfulness. "You're Tasha, right?"
"Yeah, is there a problem?" she snapped.
I raised my brows. "No need to get your panties in a bunch," I said. "I'm just here to say you should leave my boyfriend alone. He's not interested in you." I leaned towards her, a smirk on my face. "And I hope he mentioned the part about his girlfriend being pregnant."
Tasha's face reddened a little. "You're his girlfriend, aren't you?"
"How'd you guess?" I said sarcastically. "Just leave him alone. Dimitri doesn't like being bothered, okay?"
"Who are you to tell me what he likes and doesn't like?" Tasha snorted. "I like him and I won't stop until I have him. I always get what I want. And what I want is him."
That just fueled my already bubbling anger towards her.
"He's my boyfriend," I said slowly, trying not to blow up. "and he's about to have babies in a few months. I don't care if you 'always get what you want,' Dimitri is taken. Deal with it."
Tasha's blue eyes blazed. "I'm not going to deal with it, bitch. I will get Dimitri. He'll see I'm a much better girlfriend than some fat cow like you."
That one stung. I felt my vision cloud as tears flooded. Before I could do anything idiotic, Dimitri came forward, wrapping his arms around me. I could barely see the deathly glare he gave Tasha. He murmured something in Russian and took me away. He gently wiped my tears and gave me a gentle kiss on the top of my head.
"You're not fat, Roza," Dimitri said. "Tasha's just immature. And you know I only have eyes for you. Only and always you." He held me close to his chest, stroking my hair.
"I know," I sniffled. "I hate her, Dimitri. Why do these kinds of things seem to happen with us?" I looked up at him, his eyes dark with frustration and concern.
"I don't know, my Roza," he said softly. "But I will not allow this to continue. No one hurts you and gets away with it."
I snuggled into his chest while trying not to put too much pressure on my belly. "Don't," I murmured. "She's not worth it. Just ignore her. Please."
After a minute of silence, I heard him mutter an "Okay."
"Thanks," I said softly.
DPOV
Once school ended, I walked Roza home before going home myself. I couldn't stop thinking about how badly Roza's feelings were hurt. And no matter how badly I wanted to tell Tasha off, I promised Roza I wouldn't get myself in trouble with her. I just don't like seeing Roza in so much pain.
What should I do?
