Are You Going To Push Me

Chapter 2

My head pounded when I came to, and I winced in pain. I stifled my groan as I opened my eyes, coming to rest on unfamiliar surroundings.

Where was I?

"You're awake. Finally."

The last thing I could remember rushed through my head, and that was Dimitri's fist coming down after I pointed my gun at him. I forgot how fast he moved, and I forgot just how much it hurt to get hit by a mover. It was almost like they could manipulate the air around them when they fought.

I gingerly turned onto my other side to face him, taking a quick glance around the room to find the closest exit point.

"I might have hit you a little harder than intended," Dimitri said sheepishly from where he lounged in a chair, his eyes trained on me. I took a selfish look at him because I knew things weren't going to end well for me. I didn't know where I was, and if Dimitri was with Division, it was only a matter of time. Either he'd try to convince me to join, or I'd be shot.

Or drugged into submission.

I didn't say anything as I watched him. It hurt to know that the reason I hadn't seen him was because of Division. What hurt even more was the consequences of not knowing where he was. The Strigoi clan was pissed that they were able to find me, but not him. They thought they if they could dangle a 'package deal' over the heads of Division, they could get what they wanted out of Division.

But because I didn't know, or as they thought, was withholding information, they tortured me.

Dying at the hands of bleeders was not the way to go. I had seen peoples' heads pop like tomatoes because of them. Thankfully Adrian found me when he did.

"Here, take these," Dimitri said pulling me out of my musing, coming towards me with a glass of water and two pills in his hand. I eyeballed them wearily, not sure about what they were.

"It's just Advil, I promise."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Right. Like I'm going to believe that, Agent Belikov."

Dimitri sighed and came to sit down on the edge of the bed, holding the pills out towards me. "Roza, please take them. I will explain everything. Please."

"Explain. Now."

Dimitri sighed and set the pills down on the table beside the bed but forced the glass of water towards me. I took it a sniffed it before taking a tentative sip.

"I'm not with Division."

"Likely story."

"Rose."

I huffed and propped the pillows up behind me, leaning back against them as I waited.

"We were supposed to meet at Nora's that day," Dimitri started.

"And you didn't show up."

"Division caught up with me. I had stopped at Ruby's to pick up something for you, and when I turned around, one of their agents was there. I don't remember anything else other than waking up in one of their facilities."

"You went to Ruby's?" I whispered. It made sense now. Ruby's was a small little shop in the corner of the city we lived in that carried all sorts of things. She was almost like a trader of sorts. Clothes, jewelry, knickknacks, books. She had almost everything. Ruby called me later that day telling me that I had an outstanding order to be picked up. I thought it was strange because I hadn't ordered anything from her, but she insisted.

We sat in silence but I could tell that there was something he wanted to ask. I knew what he wanted to ask, but it didn't make that hurt less. It was hard to live through it once, but to have to tell him would be hard too.