I sat staring at my Cheerios wondering who I was actually going to bring into the office today. I was only allowed one because only Moroi were allowed bigger rooms for guardians (and Royal privilege.) a sudden feeling of guilt ran through me. Not once had a let Lissa even come to the office with me let alone come in with me. I've let my mother in a few times and Dimitri in most but not once has Lissa my best friend and probably the most excited about the situation, in. decided to go over and invite her. When I went to our joining door it was locked. I jiggled the lock but it was from the other side.

I felt worried but I force myself to calm down I sat down and found a fogging cloud between Lissa and I. She wasn't asleep. I heard in a muffle voice, "You should go home before mommy comes looking for you, and sober up too." I could see anything but I knew who that was. I could hear it in there sarcastic tone they were drunk but it stung. I was brought back to my surroundings when I felt someone grab my hand.

Dimitri was kneeling in front of me with a worried expression on his face. He wiped a tear off my cheek. Was I actually crying? I felt embarrassed, Dimitri and I were definitely close again but it wasn't romantic at all. I felt like he was my guardian, I tried not to push him away again but I didn't like this. I cleared my thought.

"I have to go get Lissa." He was even more worried now. "She's drunk" that didn't fix anything. "She's safe, I just want to walk her home. I don't think Christian is with her."

"I'll go with"

"No! I need to talk to her alone." That came out a little more harsh than I wanted it to. Dimitri took my hand and brought me to my feet. He pulled me into a hug.

"You know she doesn't really believe that, Roza." HOW ON EARTH DID HE KNOW WHAT I JUST SAW. I pulled him in closer and let on more tear roll down my cheek. He took my hand and pulled me toward the front door as if I was child being dragged to school. I put on some sneakers and a sweater. I grabbed Lissa's jacket. She would probably needed it. My bump was small under the sweater but noticeable for sure.

I made it down the street the by the time the sun was completely down. I heard someone coming up behind me. I turned around quickly and to my surprise saw Christian trying to catch up me. He looked tired. I stopped and waited for him, I didn't really want anyone with me but I suppose someone walking with me while I was in only pjs help remove the idea of blood whore from onlookers minds. He didn't say anything for a while so I just started walking again. He stopped me though.

"How bad was it this time." I was confused and it was probably clear based on his response. "Was she drunk again?" He was talking about Lissa, the foggy connection I felt. The darkness was gone. She wasn't herself at all. Lissa was drinking.

"This time, again!?" I stopped myself and Christian looked at me.

"This is why Dimitri and I didn't tell you." That's how Dimitri knew this morning. He's seen it before. " I kept telling him you should know because you too are literal soul mates, and you know how to fix this kind of stuff. But Dimitri didn't want you worried about anything anymore. You can't have anymore episodes like when aunt…" he stopped.

"I'm going to get her and I am going to choke that royal snob for ever getting her into this" once again I was just proving Dimitri was right. "I want to help her. She can't take the easy ways out like this. That's just letting the darkness win and she's going to end up crazy like Ms Karp or Tash." I breathed " I'm sorry"

"I'm sorry, it doesn't matter if I'm related. I shouldn't have shut you out. Taking her side is like taking my parents side" he paused for a long while. "Evil." Then he did something I would never imagine him doing in a million years. Christian Ozera hugged me. "I'm on your side now, go home I will get her." I really wanted to go to Adrian's house one last time to give him a piece of my mind. I didn't, I did what Christian, Dimitri, and my mother would have wanted me to do, I went home. I reached the front door, but I turned around. I walked to the gym, no one would let me do anything in there. The usuals know I'm pregnant, and I'm in flip flops and pajamas. I sat on the bench in the far corner and just people watched. Most people were dhampirs, men in the twenties, thirties, and a few in their fourties. I wish I could train with them. I was watching an older lady punching rhythmically at a dummy with fangs as I dozed off. I felt buzzed, like I had a hangover and all I wanted to do was sleep.

sorry this was shorter. Trying to get back into things.

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