Beshert

Chapter 5

The car ride to Dimitri's apartment was silent, though Dimitri didn't look as upset as he should be. He also kept looking at me, I knew thus because I could see him in the windows reflection.

We finally reached Dimitri's apartment, well it was a pent house I always forgot how rich Dimitri really was. We made our way up and I looked around, it was very Dimitri, it was pretty sparsely decorated. It had an L shaped couch and love seat, also a comfy looking lazy boy. All in black and the walls were white along with the carpet, there were a few bookshelves all filled with what I assumed were his precious westerns. There were also pictures of his family and friends all over the place. What shocked me however were all the pictures of me, though in all but one I was with someone in his family or his best friend Ivan who I was actually really close with.

"Make yourself at home, want some hot chocolate?" Dimitri asked.

"Um, sure thanks." I said.

He went into the kitchen, I looked around I have to admit I was a bit nervous and didn't want to sit down so I just looked around.

"Nervous?" Dimitri whispered in my ear.

"Argh! You scared the shit out of me." I yelled jumping.

He just laughed and pointed to the couch where he sat with two steaming cups of cocoa. I sat down and took a mug from him. It was really good but hot.

"The secret is doubling the amount of cocoa."

"Huh?"

"The perfect hot cocoa."

"Oh."

"Before I forget you forgot thus in class yesterday." He said reaching into his duster pocket that was sitting next to him.

It was my copy of pride and prejudice, that was worn and beat up seeing as I got it from him for my tenth birthday. This was embarrassing, by the look on his face he knew what it was too.

Flashback

I was sitting on my front porch crying, they promised they wouldn't miss my birthday this year and stupidly I believed them. But here I was, a note in one hand from them saying there was an emergency and they would be back soon. They couldn't even wait long enough to tell me in person before they left.

"Roza, what's wrong milaya?"

I looked up into the chocolate brown eyes of my crush and best friends bug brother.

Wiping away my tears I handed him the note, he read it sitting down next to me. Once done he pulled me into his arms.

"I'm so sorry they left again, I wish I could do something. Want to come over and have dinner?"

"No Alberta said she would teach me some new moves today as part of my present, but thanks comrade."

Well hopefully this will cheer you up, I was going to wait until your party but I think now's better." He said pulling out a small package from his coat.

I greedily unwrapped it to find a copy of pride and prejudice, opening the cover I found a note on the back of the cover.

'To Roza,

I know your not a big reader but it's a classic and not one of my silly westerns. I hope you will read this and come to your senses that books are amazing.

Love always,

Your comrade'

I had never really been into books but I would cherish this forever.

End flashback

This was the book that started everything, because it was from him I read it and fell in love. It was now my all-time favorite book and the one I almost always had on me. I had another copy at home under my floor boards with my hundreds of other books (much like lane on Gilmore Girls except with book's), but this one was like my safety blanket I just needed it. I also so did not want to analyze why that was.

"Oh thanks I hadn't realized it was missing." Thank god I would have had a panic attack.

"I would ask if you were reading ahead for our next book but I can see its not that."

He was prying so I changed the topic.

"So we're beshert. .."

"I guess I should start with that your parents told me they would have your staff pack your room up and by the time your home it should be done. On the bright side they are extremely happy about this."

I could imagine they were I actually wouldn't have been surprised if they had already given the orders for my room to be packed up when I left for school today in hopes I would find whoever I was supposed to be with immediately. I love my parents in a way but I don't expect much, they've never really been apart of my life. I don't know why I was so disappointed about them being gone today, it's not like they haven't missed almost every other birthday I've HD in my eighteen years.

" You can have whichever room you want, I know this isn't what you want but can we at least be civil?" He asked.

"Dimitri we hate each other, how are we supposed to live together? I mean seriously think about this! Plus your my teacher, who happens to have me in detention all the time for one thing or another. Hell I've been in detention more then I haven't and it's not even a month into the school year."

"First off I do not hate you! The rest we will figure out, they can't do much about this at school because we have no choice in the matter. Also even if they wanted to and there are ways they could do something to prevent us being in the same class and stuff, they won't because of our marks." He said.

I was shocked, he basically yelled at me the first part which I so didn't believe for a second, and finished in almost a whisper.

"I don't believe you, ever since you left for college four years ago, you acted either nice like when we were young or completely cold. Then last year after well you know you were cold and that's it."

"Roza, I don't hate you at all but right now is not the time to discuss that. For one thing it's a lot to discuss and for another you aren't ready to hear it."

I was confused but before I could say anything on that something else caught my attention.

"What do you mean about our marks?"

" You know the basics of all marks, like what's common and not, right?"

I nodded.

"Well I did my thesis on our marks, and well ours are rare, and I mean crazy rare. The lightning bolts are rare not to mention in the X shape and in gold. The hibiscus flower is the rarest flower and hot pink is the rarest color aside from gold and silver. The blood red tear drop is only seen once a generation and all bit one thing being outlined in black only happens once in a hundred years and there are some crazy stories that go along with it. The neon yellow outlining the lightning bolts X is the same color that the others had in the same instances, we also have the silver and black base mark. Last but certainly not least is the rose thorns on our base marks, there is no record of that ever happening."

Well that is not what I expected, I vaguely remembered Vika saying something about him studying marks but I didn't realize that ours was so rare.

" Okay rare marks aside, what do you mean weird stories?"

"I don't think there true so don't worry about it, and if they are well yeah. 'I'm truly screwed if there true seeing as she so doesn't need to know I've been in love with her since we met.'"

"Wait what did you just say?"

"I don't think there true so don't worry about it?" He repeated confused.

"No the part about being in love with me?"

"I didn't say that, I just said the stories probably aren't true. So what are you talking about? 'Shit did she just hear my thoughts?'"

"Yeah, um care to explain?"

What the fuck is going on? Am I really hearing his thoughts?