RPOV (1 month later/Rose is 3 months along)
(QUICKY A/N: I HAVE TO SAY, FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO GAVE SUGGESTIONS, I REALLY LIKE THEM! I'M GOING TO USE ALL OF THEM! THANKS)
Dimitri and I were sitting in the cafeteria, having breakfast. Lissa and Christian were running late, so I assumed they were having a romantic moment in the church's attic. Eddie and the others were here with us, having a light conversation. It wasn't much, just asking about my pregnancy and how're my classes doing—that sort of thing. But it was interrupted when Lissa barged through the cafeteria doors, with Christian at her heels, with a huge smile on her face.
"Guess who's coming to visit?" Lissa squealed. We all looked at her, confused. "Christian's aunt! She's coming to visit today!"
"When did you find this out?" I asked. I could feel Lissa's excitement through the bond.
"Last night," Christian replied. "She called me last night and said she was coming to visit." He shrugged lazily. Lissa told me all about Christian's aunt. Her name's Tasha, she raised Christian ever since his parents died, and she has a big scar on her face from a Strigoi attack. And she's a fire-user like Christian.
"I'm so excited," Lissa exclaimed. Her emotions hit me like a ton of bricks.
"Sheesh, calm it down, Liss," I mumbled. A look of shock crossed her face, then she tried to calm herself down. Because of the pregnancy, all of Lissa's emotions make me feel a little loopy. She and Christian went to go get some breakfast while the rest of us sat quietly. I was a little excited to meet Christian's aunt, she seemed like a nice person, according to Christian. But I was nervous, too. I considered Christian a good friend, as long as he didn't hurt Lissa in any way.
After classes ended, Lissa told me that Christian's aunt had arrived. I followed her to the commons and saw a tall Moroi woman with raven-black hair. A long, purple scar went down her cheek, making her pretty face look a bit ugly. She was hugging Christian and talking softly to him. When she saw Lissa and I, she smiled wider. Christian introduced Lissa as his girlfriend to Tasha, and introduced me as his friend. Tasha shook my hand.
"I'm Rose," I said politely.
"Hi there, Rose," Tasha replied sweetly. "I'm so happy my little Chris has such good friends. I hope you both are treating him nicely."
Christian snorted. I saw Lissa blush. I smiled, but I felt a little nervous of her—she just didn't make me feel right.
"Oh!" Tasha exclaimed. "You're pregnant." Her eyes were staring at my stomach. I nodded, placing my hands over my stomach. "Congratulations. Who's the father?"
"Um, I-I—" I stammered.
"Aunt, it's Rose's personal business," Christian said, giving me a knowing look. Christian had figured out my relationship with Dimitri not too long ago, and figured out the baby was Dimitri's.
"Oh, well I was just curious," Tasha said, sounding a bit disappointed. "Well, I'd like to take a look around if that's not too much to ask."
"'Course not," Christian said, giving a small smile. As we were about to give Tasha the grand tour, Dimitri was walking by, saw me, and came walking towards me.
"Dimka!" Tasha cried. She ran over to Dimitri and hugged him. Surprised, Dimitri stood there, frozen, until he realize what was going on and patted Tasha on the back. I felt a twinge of jealousy go through me. Tasha pulled back and smiled up at Dimitri. "I missed you so much. It's been such a long time."
"Yes it has," Dimitri answered politely. "But I have to speak—"
"Aww, c'mon, Dimka, I just got here." Tasha took one of Dimitri's hands and tugged it. "Christian was going to show me around." Dimitri looked at me, then getnly tugged his hand out of Tasha's.
"I'm sorry, Tasha, but I have to speak to Rose," he said kindly. "It's important."
A flash went through Tasha's eyes and her smile faltered. She quickly composed herself and let Dimitri go. Dimitri walked up to me, gently put a hand on my shoulder, and led me away.
"I don't like her," I said bluntly.
"Why? Cause she was happy to see me?" Dimitri teased.
"It's how she knows you and why I get all nervous around her," I mumbled.
Dimitri wrapped his arm around my shoulders and held me close to him. We were walking through the guardian wing of the Academy, headed to his room.
"She was one of my good friends when I was younger," Dimitri said. "And if she makes you uncomfortable, you could stay away from her." He looked down at me, his eyes questioning.
"I know I could stay away from her," I sighed. "But she's Christian's aunt and Lissa would make a huge deal about how I'm 'avoiding' her boyfriend's aunt." I shook my head. "I shouldn't be shoving this on you. You've got enough to worry about."
Dimitri gave a half-shrug. "I don't mind. I've dealt with all of my sister's gossip." He smiled sadly, then his face became serious. "I believe you meant to say we have enough to worry about. Like with the baby and this whole"—he waved his hand lazily—"prophecy to deal with." He sighed. "What will happen once the baby's born?" he asked quietly. "Can we even be sure this baby could eliminate the entire Strigoi population?" I shrugged.
"Who knows," I said.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .