Married Life (vampire academy fan fiction)

Chapter Three

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Chapter Three

Dimitri's point of view

I felt like a major ass as I let her walk past me. Should I go after her, and then deal with the consequences? Was I that horrible of a person? Does she hate me? Has all her feeling for me disappeared? What was going to happen now? I had so many questions but not enough answers.

Falling back on the comfortable light blue fabric of the seat, as I stared outside the small airplane window, the clouds that past where fluffy and white and just plain innocent as we were passing them by. The passing clouds calmed my nerves, somewhat.

Although, I did felt bad as I blamed Rose for the reason I didn't know about Lydia even though she did try to tell me, but at a bad time. She had to do what was right by her and all of her kids. Not just the one that I fathered. She had a huge responsibility on her shoulders. More so than anyone on this planet, that even includes Lissa. I guess I was just stressed and took everything out on her. But she went through this daily, and all by herself. I wondered how she was able to sleep at night?

Now my family was another thing altogether. But if Babushka, had one of her scary ass vision dreams, it had must be important for to keep it a secret. She wouldn't interfere with the grand design of things. So I had no choice, but to believe her. She knew what she was doing. I guess I just felt a little left out, considering I missed the first six years of her life. So did my youngest.

Debating whether or not that I wanted to go after Rose and try to make things better for her, I didn't know where to begin. Suddenly there was a high-pitched scream from the front of the plane. I recognized her voice immediately. The first thing on my mind was something wrong with Rose. My heart beat quickened as I thought something was wrong with her.

Jumping up as soon as we heard a scream that left Rose's mouth, I went with Janine, who is Roses' mother, and Eddie one of her high school friends. We made our way the cockpit. Rose was in one of the pilot seats, and the other one held a dead body. Rose had tears running down her cheeks and pink eyes. Her lower lips were trembling. Something that I only seen her once do.

Janine approached the dead body carefully. Her guarding mask wavered something that never really happens. She pulled a pale rubber glove from her pocket. The same type that doctor's use. She, then, slipped one on her right hand. She checked his pulse, then, turned to look at her daughter. Sympathy shown in her brown eyes although they weren't the same darkness as her daughters, she got her attention, "Rose! What happened?" Janine questioned her, quietly.

Looking at Rose, I was able to tell that this guy was special to her. It seemed that she cared dearly for him. It broke my heart further than it already was. But the other side of me wanted to go and comforted her. But this wasn't the time or the place.

Rose took in a deep breath, preparing herself for the recap what happened. "I had a feeling that something was wrong. So I wanted to check Jared. The co-pilot was unable to make the flight. So Jared was just working."

"Why wasn't the other one working? They usually need two people to fly a plane?" Eddie asked.

Rose nodded. "Josh, the other pilot, and his wife had their first child. Besides I was on the plane. I have my pilot license, so does Bree."

"What do you see what you came in here?" I asked her, squeezing her shoulder.

"I walked in here to find, Jared, dead with a sandwich in his hand." She whispered hysterically.