𝑹𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔

Chapter 1// "Cupcake"

HEY BABESS THIS WILL BE THE FIRST OFFICIAL CHAPTER IN PRESENT TIME.

YOU WILL ALSO GET TO MEET NYA'S BROTHER DMITRI 😙 (HE IS MY BAE BTW)

ALRIGHTY HAVE FUN READINGGG<3

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*WARNING⚠️ This chapter will contain abusive behaviour!*

*Present*

"WHERES MY MONEY, NYA!"

"Papa, please, jus-just calm dow-"

SMACK!

Before I knew what was happening, I'm shoved to the ground, my drunk father pointing a long finger in my face.

"DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO YOU WORTHLESS WHORE," He hisses out, shoving me one last time, so I'm lying up against the wall, tears falling down my face like a waterfall, but before he could hit me again, I hear,

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?"

I breath out a sigh of relief, it's okay Nya, he's here now, Dmitri is here. I reassure myself, repeatedly, trying to make the tears stop, trying to block out the screaming and yelling my brother and father are enduring in.

"- YOU BETTER BE THANKING THE GODS RIGHT NOW THAT SHE IS LEAVING TODAY BECAUSE IF I EVER SAW YOU LAYING A HAND ON HER AGAIN, IM GOING TO KILL YOU, NOW GET OUT." With one final curse headed towards my brother, my father angrily leaves the house, slamming the door in the process.

Dmitri turns his head towards me, sharing an apologetic look. Walking over, he picks up my shaking form, carrying me to the bathroom. He sets me down onto the counter still, glaring at the side of my face, where I can feel the bruise forming, rage filling his big, blue eyes. Bringing one hand up to my face, he gently strokes it.

"I'm so sorry, cupcake. If I would have known that stupid excuse of a father was going to pull that bullshit before you left, I would have come sooner, I swear," He softly apologises, even though it's not his fault.

"Bad word and it's not your fua-"

"It is but that's okay, as long as your safe and protected, that's all I care about," He finalises, rudely cutting me off.

"Now, let's get that little cut patched up." He states, leaving no room for argument.

He crouches down searching for the band-aids in the cabinet, but not before slightly tickling my foot, making me giggle.

"Okayyy, do you want Moana or Elsa?" He questions, his head still in the cabinet,

"Moana, duh," I obviously state. Moana is the best Princess.

"Of course," He chuckles.

He tries to get back up from his crouched position, emphasis on the tries, but fails miserably when he bangs his head on the sink counter, making me burst out into a fit of giggles, while he just grumbles a line of incoherent curse words, glaring straight at me. His face expression only making me giggle louder.

"Cupcake, stop." He finally shuts me up with his scary, businessman glare.

Once he's finished making sure that the pretty, Moana band-aid is on correctly, he lifts me off the counter and carefully plops me back onto the ground, kissing my cheek softly.

"Alright, do you have everything packed and ready to go?"

"Yep," I reply,

"Okay then, I guess we are ready to leave, let's get you to the airport, Cupcake." He sadly smiles, knowing this is the last day I'm going to be in Russia for a while.

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The drive to the airport was mainly silent, other than Dmitri telling me about 50 times how to check my bags in and making sure I know what gate to go to. I love Dmitri to death, but he must know that I have to get away from Russia, away from Papa and start the next chapter in my life. University. God, even though I am really upset that I have to leave Dmitri behind, I'm so flipping excited to get to Washington. Finally, I'm getting out

As we drive up to the drop off zone, Dmitri parks the car and jumps out without saying anything. I slowly get out and breath in the fresh air of Moscow, just living in the moment for a second.

"Are you okay, Cupcake?" I jump at Dmitri's low voice, breaking the trance I was in,

"Yeh, I'm fine," I quietly answer,

"Come here, Cupcake," Walking over to him, he pulls me into a big, bear hug, squashing my face against his hard chest.

"You know I'm going to miss you, right?"

"I'm going to miss you so much," I reply, my voice slightly cracking as a tear slowly falls down my face,

"I love you so much, Cupcake,"

"I love you too, Bear."

Bear was a nickname I called him when we were younger. When I was upset or just stressing about school or dance, Dmitri would always be there for me, with his signature bear hugs, which would instantly calm me down. They brought so much comfort but now- now I have to leave him behind.

"I don't want to go, bear," I sniffle, snuggling into his embrace,

"Me neither Cupcake, but you are going to do so well on your own and we can even face-time every night, don't worry," He slowly pulls away, wiping the tears from under my eyes and giving me a long forehead kiss. God, I'm going to miss those.

He looks down at his watch, then back up at me,

"It's time for you to go, Cupcake," With one last squeeze, he reluctantly lets me go, helping me get my bags out of the car, saying our last goodbyes,

"Goodbye, Cupcake,"

"Goodbye, Dmitri."

I watch as he hops back into his car and drives off with a honk. As his car finally leaves my sight, I turn around and breath out a sigh, looking up to the sky and praying to God that this was the right decision.

Going through airport security and checking my bags in was a breeze. In about 20 minutes I was on the plane, preparing for take-off.

Looking out of the window, I close my eyes, taking in everything that has happened to me in the last couple of months, losing my mum, Papa becoming an attic, having to leave Dmitri,

And then there was this, this was my Rash decision, only God knows what was in store for me now.
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*Edited*
OOOOO I thought this chapter was kinda sad ngl, poor babies.
ANYWAY NEXT CHAPTER IS GONNA BE GOOD IFYKYK 😏😏😏
I HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD READ
UNTILL NEXT TIME,
BYE BABESSS 😚