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**Caution some scenes may offend..There is a bit of of violence.**
This chapter is rated Teen
Dreams & Flashbacks & The Walk Home
RPOV
Eddie let me leave a few minutes early. Lissa would normally walk home with me, but she was pulling a double today and couldn't leave. After repeatedly telling them that I was ok and that I was good to walk home by myself; they let me go.
I walked out the door and took a deep breath of the fresh air. Summer was in the air. Soon the tourist would be coming and I will be too busy to think of how much my life is a mess.
All the way home I tried to take in my surroundings and not think of what had just happened at work. I cannot believe what Adrian did. Well, I can actually. But I promised Lissa and Myself that I would never go back with Adrian. I would never put myself through that again. I would never think about him again.
I made it the six blocks home. With no problems. I silently said to myself, " See, I'm a big girl. I don't need anyone to walk me home." I admit that I was a little nervous that Adrian would follow me home or harass me as I did.
I giggled to myself thinking of the look on Adrian's face when Dimitri gave me that sweet and soft kiss on my cheek. Oh, and what was priceless the most was, the fear of God look he had when Dimitri kindly shook his hand.
I was a bit tired from being up so early, so I decided to take a little nap. I put my sports bra on and a light pair of shorts and crawled into bed. I set my alarm for 1:30pm because I didn't want to sleep long.
As I drifted off to sleep, I began to see Adrian. He was coming towards me, screaming and screeching at me. He grab my wrists and wouldn't let me go. I tried to beg him to stop, but I couldn't say the words. They were stuck in my throat. Adrian started hitting me and the tears were streaming down my bruised and battered face. He dragged me down the hall and tossed me down the stairs. Only I didn't fall. Dimitri caught me in his arms. He looked down into my eyes as he gently caressed my cheek. "Never again Roza. Never again will someone hurt you. I will not let them." Dimitri pulled me close to him and with his free hand he wiped the tears from my eyes. I looked at his lips as they neared mine. I slowly closed my eyes waiting for his soft lips to reach mine. As they got closer, Dimitri said "BEEP, BEEP, BEEP..." "Stupid alarm clock." I said.
DPOV
I slowly walked home. Thinking of what I just saw. I promised myself and my Mother years ago that I would never, ever let another man hurt or abuse another woman again. What just happened had me thinking about what I witnessed my Mother go through all through my childhood.
***flashback
My father was an мудак, (pardon my Russian); but he was. All through my childhood my father would beat my Mother and push my siblings and I around. Then one day he just got up and left. That was one of the most happiest days in our lives. About 4 or 5 years had went by, my sisters and I were off on summer vacation from school. Summertime in Baia, Russia was the best. I remember us being happy. We were all outside watching Sonya's baby trying to walk on the grass. He didn't like the grass, it was too funny.
I was about 16 at the time. I was pretending to be chased by Paul
(Karolina's boy). We rounded the corner of our small house and I stopped dead in my tracks. We never thought we would see him again. It was my father. My Mother and sister's stood frozen on the spot. So did I for a split second, and only a second.
I had waited for this day. I prepared myself for what I would say and do. I calmly walked over to my father. "Well, hello there my son." he said. "I'm no son of yours." I replied, just before my fist connected with his cheek. "Now, how do you like someone your own size hitting you back? How do you like it?" I kept on hitting him. All my anger for him was coming out. The only thing that stopped me was when Paul (tugging on my leg) said, "Uncle Dimka. Please,please stop." I stopped and looked at my father and said, "Don't you ever come back here again. If you do, no one will be able to save you." I turned around and walked into the house
**end of flashback
When I was back to myself , in the present time; I realized I was home. I quickly went up to my apartment and jumped into the shower. I decided that I was going to go shopping today and pick out some things for my new place.
I hope that you all like this story. I'm just going with what is in my head at the time I'm writing each chapter. I honestly don't know what the next chapter is going to bring. So you will have to come back to read each chapter to know what is happening ;)