Mistake ♦ Romitri

Chapter 6

I cried into the man I love's arms until I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was in Dimitri's bed covered in multiple blankets and Dimitri's slumped body in the chair next to me. 'Dimitri!' I whispered whilst gently shaking his shoulder. He opened his bleary eyes and suddenly tensed before realising it was me who stood in front of him.

'What time is it?' He murmured.

'7, from what I could see.' The sun was still rising in the window but it was past sunrise. I gazed out of the window until Dimitri pulled me focus. He mumbled in response and dragged himself to the kitchen. He slumped on the couch and decided to make coffee so he would wake up a bit.

'How long have you been asleep?' I asked sincerely. 

'About two hours?' He replied, a hint of confusion in his voice.

'TWO HOURS!' I screeched, had he been watching me? Did he actually care about me? Did he...did he love me too? No, he didn't. He was seven years older than me for god's sake!

'Two hours is not that short, Roza.' The nickname sent shivers down my spine and distracted me from me initial anger for a few seconds until I snapped back into my previous mood.

'Yes, it is! IF YOU THINK TWO HOURS ISN'T SHORT!' I screamed in his ear, almost causing him to spill his coffee. 'Sorry.' I murmured as some of it splashed onto his leg. He seemed unaffected but I could see where it was burning his clothes and, underneath, his leg. 'Oh God! You're going to be burnt!' I panicked. 

'I can't even feel it.' He mumbled, slowly falling asleep on the couch. I didn't listen to what he said, he was in a state of delirium and was in no condition to be talking. I ran to the cabinet closest to me and searched for a cloth and found one in one of the final cupboards I looked in. I ran cold water on it and dabbed it over his leg. He hissed at the pressure but drifted asleep not long after, giving me time to check he was fine. 

I shouldn't have even been worried, it was a coffee spill for god's sake! It happens all the time but with Dimitri, seeing him in any type of pain caused my heart to clench. Stupid crush. I sighed and carried on dabbing his leg before realising that the injury was not at all bad and he was alright to sleep on the couch. I lay a blanket over him before getting ready to walk home. 

I was about to leave when a sudden flash appeared in front of me. I tensed as it reminded me of the gunshot from the incident. My heart clenched but I relaxed when I saw it had just been Dimitri's phone. I was surprised, when I picked it up, that it had no password and I quickly went on to find 48 missed texts from Lissa, 32 from a guy called Eddie and 3 from a guy called Christian. 

I didn't read them but realised I should probably text back before I left in case they were worried. Well, to stop them being worried because after that many texts, I was a hundred percent sure that they were worried.

Dimitri's asleep, this is Rose. He only got about two hours sleep last night so I wouldn't wake him for a bit.

I struggled as I texted, not used to the device in my hand. It was foreign to me. Either way, after minutes of hard toil over the buttons I hit send and put the phone back where it belonged. 

I sent it to Lissa and grabbed my bag and walked home not wanting to disturb Dimitri's life any further. He had done so much for me, I couldn't thank him enough but I was a burden to him. I couldn't help but let the guilt build up. I was on the verge of tears when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Lissa, the girl I had met the other day, looking down at me. 

'Are you alright?' She asked. I realised I must have looked like a wreck. I hadn't given a damn about it until she looked down at me with worry-filled eyes. I hadn't brushed my hair or teeth in ages and I was on the verge of crying so I wouldn't be surprised if my eyes were red and tears were flowing. 

I nodded, unable to give a proper response, and to my utter surprise she dragged me into a hug. 'Was it Dimitri?' I shook my head, although it involved him, he was not in the wrong. I was.

'You're in no state to go home. You're coming with me.' As she said it, I couldn't help but feel as if we were best friends. I looked at her with such happiness that I'm pretty sure was what led her to let go of me and instead grab my hand and pace towards our destination.

'Where are we going.' I asked.

She simply replied with 'Dimitri.' I froze for a second making her tug on my arm.

'I can't.' I murmured.

'You've been over at his so much recently, he won't mind.'

'That's the problem!' I replied, a little too loudly. 'I've become a burden, I can't do that to him.'

'You really like him don't you?' I was shocked and immediately knew what she meant. I didn't answer but hung my head down, trying to hide my blush. 'Knew it!' She squealed. I stifled a laugh but couldn't help but release a quiet chuckle as she carried on her antics.

'Just don't bring it up, he's seven years older than me! It's embarrassing!' I replied, shyly.

'Ok, but we haven't actually talked about what you just said. Why are you a burden to him?'

'Well...' I started, 'I'm not sure how much you know, do you know how we met?' I asked cautiously.

'No, the only thing he told me was that you were seventeen and staying at his for the night.'

'Well, we met in the bar whilst he was at work. So.....well..... I'm seventeen and I was in a bar...' I gave up on trying to explain but she quickly figured it out on her own.

'Don't think I'm a bad person...' I begged, I had finally made a new friend- now wasn't the time to ruin it.

'I don't. But Rose, I need to know what the problem is. Not with the alcohol, that's something else entirely...but Dimitri. I need to know what's wrong.' She interrogated, cocking one eyebrow as if daring me to answer. And seriously, I was the only one who couldn't do it.

'It's just...that...well....' I hesitated but couldn't help but blurt it out. 'It's just that Dimitri had done so much for me and I can't help but find myself a nuisance, ok!?' I shouted, unable to control my pent up anger.

I felt the horrible surge of anger as I saw Lissa try, badly, to not laugh. 'You really don't see how he feels do you?' She laughed. I couldn't help but blush at the implication she was putting across and attempted to hide my reddening cheeks with my hair only making her laugh more. 'You like him don't you!' She screeched, making multiple people look in our direction only increasing the blush. I didn't reply but it was pretty obvious what I felt and I soon felt Lissa's hand on my back. 'Returning to my point, you shouldn't feel bad. He loves you too.' She sighed.

'Love!? We've known each other for a day or two, love probably hasn't even been registered on his mind.' I panicked, only emphasising my feelings for him.

'Love at first sight. You two are like a fairy tale!?' She squealed like a girl, almost jumping in excitement.

'A fairy tale consisting of an alcoholic minor and the bartender that's seven years older!' I couldn't help but doubt the relationship I wished we were in. Under all the circumstances, it wouldn't work. For a start, it was illegal.

'Alcoholic, Rose what's going on!' Lissa demanded.

'I'll explain at some point but for now, I'm going home.' I sighed and started to drag myself in the other direction but her hand caught my wrist and dragged me in the other direction. 'Where are we going!' I cried.

'Dimitri's. I, the matchmaker, am in the zone to pair you two up.' She smiled and let out a quiet giggle that I couldn't help but copy.

That's how I met the girl that was to become my sister.

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