Yours Eternally

Chapter 12

Spring break was anything but springy. It was cold and wet and I spent most of my time covered in sweat.

Not from activities that I would have preferred to be hot and sweaty from.

Dimitri held nothing back as we practiced, batting me in the size of the head before sweeping my legs out from under me. I hit the mat but rolled out of the way, flipping backwards and onto my feet, meeting his fists with arms.

It was back and forth, back and forth. I never stopped to think about how strong Dimitri was, but fighting hand-to-hand with him, I severely underestimated him. And Strigoi. I landed a blow to his stomach, using his windedness to duck under his arm, spinning around him and landing a kick to his lower back.

I might have kicked him harder than I meant to and his knees buckled. He crashed onto the mat and tried to right himself but I was already on him, pushing him down so I could pin him. We grappled, both of us trying to gain the upper hand, but in something sort of a miracle, I slammed my fist over his chest.

I sat astride him breathlessly, loosening my fist to lay flat against his chest. I moved my eyes to his and grinned.

"Holy shit. I actually did it!" I exclaimed.

Dimitri was out of breath too and nodded, letting his head thump back against the mat.

"You made me work for it, Roza. Well done," he said as he caught his breath, picking my hand up and kissing my palm.

I smiled and shook my head, flopping down on his chest instead of rolling off him. I rested my head against his chest with a sigh, closing my eyes for a moment before opening them.

But opening my eyes was different. I wasn't looking at the wall, but I was in a room that I recognized.

"Rose?"

I turned at looked at Eddie, his face exhausted and forlorn.

I smoothed my hands over my dress and looked at him with a slight shake of my head.

"This is so messed up," I whispered, crossing my arms over my waist and sniffing. Eddie nodded and walked towards me, smoothing his tie over his shirt before pulling me into a hug. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him tightly, resting my cheek against his shoulder.

"I'm tired of funerals," I said softly.

Eddie nodded. "So am I," he whispered. There was a knock on the door and Christian poked his head into the room, giving both of us a tightening of his lips.

"It's time," he said, his eyes moving towards me.

"Rose?"

I took in a slow breath and sat up, frowning when I looked at him.

"Sorry?"

"Did you see something?"

I nodded but shook my head. "I don't know what to make of this one. I was at a funeral."

Dimitri's brows pinched together. "Remember, everything is subjective."

I nodded and rubbed my face. "Yeah, well, that doesn't stop them from freaking me out," I said climbing off him, and offering my hand out to him. He stood up and kissed my forehead softly.

"I know, but how many of the visions you've seen come true?"

I looked up at him and my brows knitted together. "The one about the car accident."

Dimitri sighed and stroked my cheek. "Try not to let it bother you, and don't dwell on it. It'll be okay. Besides, you don't know how far or close a vision could be," he said, trying to cheer me up.