Chapter 27: Buria
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy. If I did Adrian and Dimitri would get rid of Rose and come hang out with me =)
Uh oh trouble in Paradise???
RPOV
Things started returning to normal after the night Dimitri and I talked everything out. Okay well not everything. I still hadn't told him about the blood. I knew I'd have to tell him eventually, but I didn't want to see the look of disgust and disappointment on his face when I did. He was being really uptight lately.
He'd been quite concerned that I wanted to have a relationship with Abe Mazur. He still thought he was dangerous, but I told him I'd take it slow, but he was my father and I wanted a chance to get to know him without other people putting bias in my head. He didn't fight me on it, but I could feel the tension in the air whenever I mentioned his name.
I'd spoken to Abe on the phone twice since I returned. Once he called to be assured that we'd all made it back to the Academy and the other to wish me an early Happy Birthday and to tell me he was coming to visit shortly before graduation which was still about two and a half months away.
This weekend was my birthday and I could tell that Lissa had something planned. I couldn't tell what because she was blocking me out, but her excitement level was through the roof. I couldn't wait. I was finally going to be 18. There were still a few weights hanging over my head right now, but all in all I didn't feel too bad. Per Lissa's request I hadn't told anyone about the bond being two ways yet. And to tell the truth it was a lot of fun to have silent conversations with her all day without anyone else knowing. Although I think Adrian had an idea because he always seemed to be studying our Aura's when we had our private conversations.
Classes had started back up again and everything was coming along. In a few weeks the novices would take our trials and I was looking forward to that last step before graduation.
I was still nervous that Queen Bitch would interfere and I wouldn't be named Lissa's guardian, but I tried to push that out of my mind.
It was Thursday afternoon and I was as usual running late for my afternoon practice with Dimitri. We'd been keeping my training light and we had decided not to be intimate with each other until things were figured out. Which I have to say is pure torture.
I dropped my gym bag on the floor and started my stretches. Dimitri wasn't anywhere to be found which was unusual for him to be late for anything.
I continued my stretches and then headed out to the track and started my laps. I put on my I-POD and cranked up Bad Romance by Lady Gaga, my current favorite song. I was so glad Lissa had wanted to buy me something last Christmas even though I insisted I didn't want her to. This I-POD had really come in handy during the countless laps Dimitri insisted I do every day.
When I was finished I saw him waiting for me by the gym doors. He didn't look happy. I jogged over to where he was standing.
"Hey Comrade. Who died?" I asked.
He looked confused.
"You look mad." I commented.
"Glad we're not sparring today."
He didn't say anything as we entered the gym.
He'd been quiet and moody lately. He seemed preoccupied. He had been trying to hide it from me, but I could see through his façade. I knew him too well for that.
I followed him through the doors and waited for instruction. Instead he sat down on a bench and motioned for me to sit beside him.
I was a little nervous. "How are you feeling?" he asked. I sighed. On average he asked me that twenty times a day. I knew he was concerned, but really.
"Same as the last twelve times you asked me that today." I replied sarcastically.
He didn't seem upset by my sarcasm. "How are you feeling?" I asked him.
He looked at me like I was crazy. "I'm fine." He replied his lips in a tight line.
"Okay then how about you give me my stake so I can practice." I said holding out my hand expectantly.
"We are not having practice today." He replied grimly.
I was shocked. "Why?" I asked confusion coloring my face.
"I have to go on a short trip." He said reluctantly.
"Okay why with the cryptic?" I asked. "Where are you going?"
"To court." He responded.
"For what?"
"Just a debriefing of the attack and the subsequent events." He said smoothly.
I felt that he was lying to me.
"So what's the big deal if that's all it is?" I asked hoping to crack him.
"I don't want to leave you alone." He admitted sighing heavily.
I had been in a good mood and suddenly I felt angry. Much angrier than I should have. He'd been very overprotective lately and it was really bothering me, but the rage I felt right now was defninately amped up.
I jumped up off the bench angrily. "You can't babysit me twenty-four hours a day Comrade! I'm not a six year old. I know how to take care of myself." I seethed.
He'd been hovering over me at every turn since we got back from Russia. I knew he was concerned about my well being and whether or not I was pregnant and a hundred other things, but this was too much. I'd tried to be calm about it until now that is. Lissa must have used spirit recently because I could feel the darkness building up inside me. Something just snapped and I went off on him.
."If this is what you're going to be like then I hope to God I never let you get me pregnant." I all but growled at him. "I'm not going to sit here and have you hover over me all day and all night because you think what that I'm such an immature moron I can't walk by myself?" By the time I was finished ranting at him I was breathing heavily and I felt wildly out of control.
I could see the hurt in his eyes and the worry.
I grabbed my gym bag and sprinted for the door. He didn't need to see anymore of this.
As I knew he would he beat me to the door and blocked my exit.
"Roza I'm not implying that you cannot take care of yourself it's just that you've been through so much and I want to take care of you." He said assessing my reaction.
"I don't need anyone to take care of me. In a few weeks I'm going to be a guardian. It is my job to protect others no one needs to protect me. Got that???" I yelled.
He took in my appearance wild eyes, my fists we clenched at my sides and they were shaking with anger. He recognized the signs of the darkness right away.
"Roza." He said. "Calm down. It's the darkness." He said trying to appease me.
He brought his hands up slowly and put them on my shoulders. He looked deep into my eyes.
"Look at me." He commanded roughly.
"This isn't you. Let it go." He said evenly.
Everything in me said to fight him.
"Roza please. I don't want to hurt you." He said softly.
I looked into his eyes and behind the worry I saw the love and tenderness that always made me feel safe. The darkness started to fade and my breathing and heart rate began to return to normal.
I swayed slightly catching him off guard.
He pulled me close to him and I rested my head on his chest.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to treat you like a child." He breathed.
"I just worry about you so much. I always have. I was just better at not showing it before." He said with a slight laugh.
"I know and I'm sorry too. I need to go find Lissa." I said still a little shaky. I really was sorry for my outburst, but not for what I said. There was a lot of truth behind my words. I couldn't deal with that now though.
"When do you leave for Court?" I asked.
"In about an hour." He said running his hand through his long hair.
Damn the Queen because of her he wouldn't be here on my Birthday which was Saturday
"I love you Roza." He said kissing me tenderly on the lips.
"And I love you." I replied kissing him back. As usual he pulled away too soon.
"Promise you won't do anything reckless while I'm gone?" he asked.
"Me reckless? I don't know what you're talking about Comrade." I joked trying to lighten the mood.
He raised his eyebrows at me. Damn how the hell does he do that?
"I know I'll be good." I promised. "Besides I doubt Guardian Hathaway will allow me to get into too much trouble." I said trying to assure him that I'd be in good hands. My mother was staying on campus and taking extra shifts to make up for the lack of guardians after the attack.
He kissed me one last time and then hurried off to catch his plane.
I felt bad, but it was almost a relief that he wouldn't be here for a few days. As much as I know he was doing it because he cared, his constant hovering was starting to get on my last nerve.
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