Before I knew it my alarm was blaring in my ears I rolled over and slapped the snooze button, I groaned and pulled myself out of bed. My headache had gotten worse I and felt like I hadn't slept much at all, I pulled on some workout gear in a zombie like state and rushed to the gym with five minutes before training.

I arrived just on time and found Dimitri in his usual spot reading one of his western novels that he'd no doubt read a million times. The exchange was brief but not at all awkward and he immediately sent me to do my laps. He'd decided to join me today and I wasn't sure if he was trying to fix what had happened or if he just wanted to run laps.

I was feeling lightheaded before we started and as the number of laps went on I began to get dizzy and nauseous.

After we'd done twenty laps I could barely stand and I had to stop before I passed out, I put my hands on my knees and tried to take in deep breaths. I see in my peripheral vision that Dimitri has noticed that I've stopped and runs over, I put my hand out to stop him and I feel nausea build up in my stomach.

I run to the nearest bush and threw up whatever contents I had left in me, I feel calloused hands hold my hair back as I continue to throw up in the bushes.

When I feel the retching stop I have to take some breathes before I can stand upright.

"Are you okay?" Dimitri asks, the concern in his voice is so thick I can't take it. For the first time in my life I answer that question honestly and I shake my head from side to side as I lean on my knees for support.

"Are you okay to walk? I'll take you back to your dorm and let Ms. Kirova know you'll be out of classes." He says to me.

"You don't have to do that, really, I'll be fine." I couldn't let him see me be weak, unfortunately my body didn't want to cooperate and I staggered a bit as a wave of dizziness overtook me.

"Whoa, steady. Rose you can deny it all you want but you're sick, you can't go to classes like this." He said while holding me steady around the waist.

I nod and let him guide me to my room.

I faintly hear Dimitri saying he would tell Kirova that I was sick and that he would be back at lunchtime to check on me. I must have mumbled a reply because the next thing I knew I'm pulled into the blissful waters of sleep.

D.P.O.V

I checked the clock to see it was 5:15pm, she was late, again.

The door opened with a loud bang and a very flustered looking Rose and I raised my eyebrows.

"You're usually pushing it for time Rose but this takes being late to a whole new level." I told her.

"Sorry, it won't happen again." She replies, without even a hint of sarcasm.

"Yes well, you'll have to make up for your laps this afternoon. For now just do your usual reps and pushups" I say.

She nods and gets into her usual routine, except this time I notice she takes out her earphones and puts them in. Usually she's chatting my ear off by now, I felt a little sting of rejection that she didn't want to chat to me like she usually does.

We'd gone a little bit over our time and I look over to Rose to see if she is finishing up, I notice she is still going hard on her exercise and hasn't noticed the time.

I call her name several times and realize she can't hear me with those earphones on, so I yank them out and tell her she can go before she misses out on breakfast. She grabs her bag and I catch a brief 'thanks' being muttered on the way out.

During breakfast I go through the mornings events in my head; had I done anything wrong? Was she fighting with Lissa? I couldn't pick anything that I'd done beside be a bit of a hard ass, but I was her mentor. Everything appeared normal with Lissa, so what was it?

I checked my schedule and was happy to see that I was guarding Alto's class, which meant I could observe Rose more clearly.

I blend in to the back of the room and catch help but study her more closely as she walks to her seat and what I see deeply concerns me.

She looks tired, exhausted even. The look on her face showed lines of anxiety and stress, she wasn't wearing her usual coating of lip gloss either.

As the class dragged on I watch as Rose's attention slips and she leans her head on her arms, I chant in my head don't fall asleep Rose.

But the next thing I know Stan's thrown a 500+ page encyclopedia onto Rose's desk and she's nearly jumped out of her seat.

"I'm sorry Hathaway, are we keeping you awake?" Stan said with a nasty smirk.

He was always looking for an excuse to give her detention, but she really shouldn't have fallen asleep. If she's smart she'll-.

My thoughts are cut off by her reply;

"Sorry Stanny, I was just giving everyone a sneak preview of how your date went on Friday night."

I barely have enough time to cover my mouth as a deep chuckle comes out, it was funny but hugely disrespectful and Stan wasn't going to like it one bit.

I watch as his face turns red with rage and his mouth opens to explode.

"GET OUT! I WILL NOT BE DISRESPECTED LIKE THIS IN MY CLASS!" He screamed.

She packs her bag calmly and walks out, I sigh and realize I'm going to have to deal with this. If only the stubborn girl would talk to me, maybe I could help.

I leave the class at my own leisure knowing fully well she won't wait at Kirova's office for long, luckily I run into her as she's leaving.

She takes one look at and I can see that she decides that I've already seen her and that it'd be pointless to run.

"What?" She snaps.

"You're in no position to speak to a guardian like that, much less your mentor." I tell her. She crosses her arms and huffs,

"Come with me."

I took her to the gym and unlocked one of the weight rooms, I figured this would be the best place for privacy without looking too suspicious.

I pull up two chairs and tell her to sit, surprisingly she does so without argument.

"Wha –"she begins to say but I cut her off.

"Okay, so what's wrong?" I demand.

She just shakes her head.

"This morning you arrive fifteen minutes late and then you're unusually quiet in training. Most of the time you go out of your way to make sure I don't even get passed a sentence before you start talking again. The Rose I saw in Stan's class is just a defense mechanism, so tell me what's going on." I demanded again.

"You want the truth comrade? Well you can't handle the truth! In case you didn't notice, I'm not the type to go sharing my feelings with people." she says as she picks up her bag to go but I block her path to the door. She doesn't look at me and I realize maybe it isn't the right time for her to tell me.

I put my hand on her shoulder as she makes her way to leave;

"You don't have to be alone in this Rose. Whatever it is, I, we, can help." She shakes off my hand and walks out of the gym.

I run my hand through my hair in frustration, why do I care so much?

Perhaps I can't handle the truth.

That afternoon when she came to training I tried to keep it professional, I knew there was no way I could get anything out of her now.

That night I barely sleep and wake up to my alarm feeling lethargic, mostly because Rose is upset and I have no idea how to fix it.

Back home if any of the girls were upset I'd just guess it was 'that time' so I'd buy them chocolate or ice cream and they'd be happy again.

Unfortunately I don't think this was a 'that time' thing and whatever is going on is a lot more serious, something that not even chocolate can fix.

She arrived on time today, but I noticed that her appearance hadn't improved. She always looked gorgeous and she still does, it's just hard not to miss the bags under her eyes.

She does her warm up stretches and automatically heads for the track, I decide to join her.

We're about 20 laps in when I notice Rose fall behind and come to a complete stop, she's leaning on her knees when I stop running and walk over to see if she's okay. I see her run into a nearby bush and throw up, I hold her hair back as she throws up. My concern is pretty high at this point.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

She shakes her head from side to side and leans on her knees for support.

"Are you okay to walk? I'll take you back to your dorm and let Ms. Kirova know you'll be out of classes." I say.

"You don't have to do that, really, I'll be fine." She obviously didn't enjoy being seen like this and he attempted to walk away, much to her dismay she staggered and would've fell if I didn't grab on to her waist.

"Whoa, steady. Rose you can deny it all you want but you're sick, you can't go to classes like this." I said while holding her steady.

She simply nods and I guide her back to her room.

As soon as we got to her room she collapsed onto her bed without even thinking of taking her shoes off, so I gently slide them off her feet.

"I'll tell Kirova that you're sick and I'll be back at lunchtime to check on you."

I got a faint reply but she was asleep before I even left the room.