A/N: Thanks for all the reviews :) I'm glad you all feel the same way about Avery! Now let's see how long she's in this...

Disclaimer: I don't own anything VA related and idea belongs to DEE2389

Previously . . .

"Miss me baby?" Avery said, planting a hard kiss on Andre.

No one knew what to do. I was confused about why Avery was even doing here and kissing Andre. Andre was…well frozen… He wasn't reacting to the kiss at all, but he wasn't pushing her off either. Viktoria was staring at them wide eyed, her eyes starting to turn glassy. And Dimitri was stumped about what was happening.

"Avery…umm what are you doing here?" I asked as I pulled off of Andre. She broke the kiss, but wrapped her self around Andre.

"Well I hated the fight we got into and decided to take a break so I came fight for my man."

"You said you broke up with her," Viktoria squeaked, probably feeling embarrassed.

"I did," Andre replied, prying Avery off of him and turning to Viktoria, begging her to believe him. I could see in her eyes that she wanted to, but didn't know if she should.

"So she's why you wanted the break," Avery said, looking Viktoria over. "Well you had you fun and I'm back so I guess she's not really useful anymore."

Viktoria gasped, the tears spilling down her cheek now. Dimitri snapped and in a second had Andre pinned to the wall by the collar.

"You sick son of a bitch," Dimitri growled, while I tried to get him to let go. "Who the fuck do you think you are to mess with my sister like that? She was here for you when your parents died -"

"Oh yea sorry bout that, babe," Avery said, her voice not holding an ounce of pity.

"Avery. Shut. Up," Andre gasped out.

"No you see. Vika was here with you, gave you a shoulder to cry on and a friend to take comfort in because she liked you and you just toy with her like that because you girlfriend's on the other side of the world and unreachable?"

"N-n-no! I swear it's not like that. P-p-please just let me explain. Vika, please. You know I started dated you because I like you. Please just hear me out," he pleaded. Dimitri just tightened his hold, making him choke a bit.

"All I know is that at the dance you said you broke up with her and in the next second you were kissing me and asking me out," Viktoria said, unsure of everything.

"We had a fight, darling, and you were the closest thing he had to make him feel better," Avery said as she sat down on the stairs.

"Avery I'd shut the fuck up if I were you," I said, glaring at her.

"That's not true! Vika, you know me! Give me a chance!" Andre said in a broken anguish voice.

"NO! You are done with my sister and if I ever see you try to talk to her, I'll make sure you end up in the hospital," Dimitri said in a low, threatening voice

"Dimitri, let him go," I said as I struggled with his arms. "Let him talk."

Immediately, Dimitri drops Andre and turns around to face me, his eyes blazing with anger. "You're defending him? Siding with me? I'm pretty sure you've known all along. How could you do that? To my sister? To me?"

"What? No that's not true! I just…maybe things aren't what they seem," I said, vainly trying to reason with him.

"No. We don't need this. Let's go, Vika," he said, grabbing his sister's hand and starting to walk towards his car.

"Wait Dimitri!"

He looked back at me, a look of disgust in his eyes. "You're just as bad if not worse than him," he said before getting into his car and driving off.

"Rose…" Andre started to say, grabbing my arm. I pulled away and turned at him, knowing I had tears in my eyes.

"You're going to explain to me what the fuck just happened. I just lost my boyfriend because of you," I spat out.

"I honestly don't know. I broke up with her I swear."

"Actually you didn't," Avery said, examining her nails.

"You better start talking," I growled.

"We merely had a small fight and he hung up. I though he needed time so I didn't reach out and waited for the three-day weekend to hop on a plane and come talk to him."

"You have some nerve," Andre said to her, his face getting red, before turning to me. "You want to know what happened? She was, probably still is, screwing Simon and I saw it on FaceTime. And then I hung up and decided to let myself open up to Viktoria. And now it's all gone to hell thanks to Miss Shameless over here."

"You what?" I asked, my anger boiling even more.

"Oh boo hoo, Andre. It wasn't going to last either way and you would have come running back to me. I just saved you the trouble of dragging out the relationship," she said.

"No. Dimitri was right. She was there for me when I needed someone to hold me. You were off practicing making babies with my former best friend. So how did that end up? Let me guess he left you slutty ass for new meat," he sneered.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that," she said, getting up and approaching him, but I stepped in front and cut her off.

"No you shut up you home wrecking, desperate slut," I said, shuddering on the inside of how much I sounded like Tasha. "I can't believe you did that. And then had the delusional idea of coming here to try and get him back."

"Get out Avery. Go back home," Andre said in a low, threatening but defeated tone.

"But-"

"No buts," I said. "You caused enough damage just get out." When neither of us said anything else, her jaw clenched and she grabbed her bags and left. On the her way out, she barged right through me, hitting my shoulder. I was pissed at the max, and she just made my control snap…not that I had much…

I pulled her arm so she spun around and turned right into my fist, a crunching sound preempting the glass breakig scream that left Avery's lips as she clutched her bleeding nose.

"You fucking bitch! You broke my nose!" she screamed, a bit muffled from her hand.

"Just go!" Andre shouted throwing her bags out. When she slammed the door closed, I clutched my hand and let out a painful scream

"Fuck that hurt!" I growled, cradling my hand close to my chest.

"Rose, are you-" Andre started to say, coming towards me.

"Don't!" I said through clenched teeth. "Just. Don't. I lost the one good thing to come to me in a long time and I just need to be alone." I turned around and went to my room.

"Lissa," I said in a small voice over the phone as I sat down on my bed.

"Rose? What is it? What happened?" she said, probably getting up from the shuffling I heard.

"Can you come home? Please?"

"Yea sure. We're on our way. What happened?"

"I'll tell you what happened when you get here," I said before ending the call.

I don't know if it was the pain in my arm or the pain in my heart, but as soon as I ended the call the phone slipped from my fingers as I laid down on my bed, crying. I know Dimitri and I had only been going out for two weeks, and today was our first date, but still it felt like we had a sure thing, or at least a strong enough relationship that something like an ex-girlfriend coming to stir up trouble with my friend, my brother, wouldn't make him storm out thinking the worst of me.

I must have fallen asleep because next thing I knew I was groggily opening my eyes to see Olena bandaging my hand.

"Mrs. Belikov?"

"Hey there, sleeping beauty. I didn't mean to wake you," she said as she continued to gently wrap my hand.

"Wh-what are you doing here?"

"Andre, called and said you hit your hand. I may not be a doctor, but I was a nurse when I met Alexander, and I still help people with injuries when I can, especially my grandchildren who seem to be prone to falling."

"Oh."

"I can talk to him if you want," she said after she finished, probably knowing why I had tear stains.

"Please don't. I don't…I don't want him to think I went running to his mother because of something stupid. I'll just…talk to him on Monday."

"That sounds like a good idea. Here, ice it and it should be good for Monday," she said before getting up and planting a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Thank you," I said when she got to the door. She turned around and gave me a small, hopeful smile.

"It'll work out, Roza. Just wait for Monday to clear things up."

Monday, I thought. All I had to do was wait until Monday.

"Hey there she is," I said to Andre, nudging him to look up.

Yesterday was pretty brutal. Both Andre and I wanted to call or text them, but Lissa told us not to, that the best thing to do was wait. She even took our phones and forced us to spend the day watching movies with her, not that it was torture. It did get out mind off things, but still Andre and I managed to sneak away and take our phones for a minute to send a text. I think we did pretty good. We only sent like five text during the day, and they were very casual text. At least for me they were. All I said was 'Hello,' 'Maybe we should just cancel practice on Monday,' 'And working on the project,' 'I hope you're doing ok,' and then the last one, right before we went to bed, was 'Goodnight. I miss you, Comrade.'

But right now, at least for Andre, it seemed like it was worth it. The way his face lit up when he was Vika was alone at her locker, made my day get a tiny bit sunnier too.

"Hey, V, can we talk please," he said hestiantly when we got there.

Her eyes widened as she looked at him, then at me. Something must have clicked in her head because she closed her locker and with a tight "no" ran off to the bathroom.

"I'll go talk to her," I said over my shoulders as I went in after her.

"Vika, you should really let him talk," I said as I went to the sink next to hers.

"Why? He's just going to lie to me."

"That's not true. Vika, he was saying the honest-to-God truth. I grew up with him, I can tell when he's lying. And there's no way he'd make up what Avery did to him."

"What did she do?" she asked, worry in her voice.

"You should ask him."

"I can't," she said in a deadpan voice, shutting off again.

"And why the hell not? I punched the slut, hurt my hand, and quite possibly ruined my relationship in the shortest time possible for standing up for Andre so you'd listen to him. Why the fuck can't you?" I said, my control slipping on my anger.

"Because Dimka told me too," she said in a low voice.

"Well he can suck it," I grumbled. "Vika, I get he's your older brother and he's just looking out for you, but don't you think that this is something you should decide on his own? Besides where is he right now? When Andre told me to stop talking to Jesse he followed everywhere. He would walk me to my locker, to my classes, and even had lunch with me and my friends to make sure I never even looked at Jesse. I'm pretty sure Dimitri would go as far as to put on those backpack leashes that parents use on their toddlers."

"Well…uh…he stayed home saying he was sick. I mean I think he was but more because of what he said to you than actually being sick. I mean he threw his phone and lucky for me it hit me while I was on my way to my room."

"Why did he throw his phone?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me. "Actually doesn't matter why. Well it does, but not right now. Right now you are going to march up to him and demand for an explanation or so help me God I will make you!"

"O-o-ok!" she studdered, her eyes wide with fear. Unluckily for us, the bell signaling it was time for class ran so I made her swear to do it at lunch.

"Hi, Ms. Belikov," I said when she opened the door.

"Oh, Roza! It's nice to see you! But please call me Olena," she greeted as she let me in.

"Ok, Olena," I said with a small laugh. "Um is Dimitri home?"

"Yes he is. Seems like a lot of people are worried about him for missing one day of school."

"Why do you say that?" I asked as I walked towards the stairs that lead to his room.

"Oh because a friend of his just came by to check up on him too. Oh he's not up there dear. He's been in the gym all day."

"Oh, well thank you, Olena."

"Anytime, Roza. Are you staying for dinner? I've asked Dimitri to bring you home for dinner at least once since you guys started dating."

"Oh, I don'-I don't think I can tonight. We'll see," I said as I made my way to the gym. When I opened to the door at the end of the hallway, I heard the sound of someone grunting like they hit a wall or something. That's weird. He never leaves the door open.

What was even weirder was the voices I barely heard, one angrier than the other. Or maybe just gruffer, meaning it was Dimitri. The closer I got to the door, the clearer the voices got.

"Didn't know you liked it rough," said a teasing voice, her voice more nerve recking than someone dragging their nails down a chalkboard. I could see movement through the little slit open in the door. I opened it a bit more, to get a better look, and wish I hadn't.

There, with his back to me, was Dimitri pinning Tasha to the wall. Natasha fucking Ozera. Really? I felt my anger been to spike, especially when I took in what she was wearing. She had on a black loose, crop top short-sleeve with big Mickey Mouse hands that formed a heart with its thumb and index finger, but because of the placing on the shirt it also looked like it was grabbing her boobs, which also caused the shirt to rise well over her belly button. Her pierced belly button. She also had on cut-off shorts that came up to her mid-upper thigh. The weather's nice, but it's not Miami heat nice.

I must not have been as quiet as I thought because for a quick second Tasha's eyes locked with mine, a victorious look in hers as she leaned her head up and closed the space between her and Dimitri. When the kiss lasted more than three seconds, I was seeing red, my blood was boiling, and it took all I had in me to not go in there, but to turn around and run away, taking my ring and throwing it behind me.

All I did was run. With no clear destination, I just kept going, focusing on the pain in my lungs so I wouldn't think about the ache in the spot my heart used to be in. I ran and ran and ran. I couldn't go home. So I went to the place I knew no one would look for me at.

A/N: Uh oh! Goddamn Avery! Where do you think Rose went? And what was Tasha doing there?! How do you think things went for Viktoria and Andre?

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