Letters to Rose- A Vampire Academy Fan Fiction [UNDER MAJOR EDITING] BOOK ONE

Chapter Nineteen: Never Win

Quote of the Chapter

"You give me the kind of feelings people write about in novels." 

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Song of the Chapter

  I, I loved you in spite of
Deep fears that the world would divide us
So, baby, can we dance
Oh, through an avalanche?
And say, say that we got it
I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted
Oh, 'cause it's gravity
Oh, keeping you with me  

Dancing With Our Hands Tied by Taylor Swift

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Cast of the Chapter

Unavailable

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EDITED

Rose's Point of View

"You didn't have to punch him!" I said loudly. 

Dimitri ignored my words and asked, "What would you like to have for dinner?"

"Don't change the subject! You caused a scene and I nearly lost my job. I was this close, Dimitri- this close," I said as we walked on the sidewalk looking for dinner. But I was too caught up with what happened. The guitarist decided to be an idiot and challenged Dimitri by pulling me across the table. Dimitri was not very good with self-control and broke the guitarist's nose with one blow. Victor came out again and got angry with what happened, but he calmed down because of Dimitri's presence. I was so close to losing my job if it wasn't for Dimitri. He soon learned that Dimitri and I were dating and didn't fire me.

"You can work for me," he said bluntly.

I stopped walking and placed my hands on my hip glaring at him. "Don't you dare ever suggest such a thing. Your mom is already on my tail and working as your employee would make things worse. I want to get into the music industry, Dimitri, and the last time I checked, your family isn't really into the music stuff."

He smiled and said, "There's got to be a first time. Now what would you like to have for dinner?" I sighed and threw my hands up. "Anything. I'm starving," I said, faintly hearing my stomach grumble in response. 

"How about Chinese?" He asked, looking at me for my approval of his idea.

I nodded and we walked hand-in-hand to an old Chinese restaurant. It looked like a place I could actually afford to buy food. It was nice to be in a place less luxurious. We went inside and the restaurant was packed with people. The smell of Chinese food filled my nostrils and I knew I was close to satisfying my hunger. We squeezed through all the people and found a small little table. Dimitri, on the other hand, looked like he was suffocating from the lack of oxygen. I could easily understand why. It was definitely not one of those upper-class restaurants. The air conditioner didn't seem to be working and the heat of the food and people seemed to be gathered in one little room.

A waiter came and rudely dropped a menu on our table leaving us a bit dumbstruck. Lovely service. Dimitri opened the menu and asked, "Do you want to try gong bao chicken?" I nodded. Anything. I smiled and said, "Order wontons for me too."