Mistake ♦ Romitri

Chapter 8

A/N This is a birthday update!!!

I woke up with one of the worst hangovers I had ever had. This wasn't just a headache; this was agony. At least I was still in my bed, without Dimitri.

I couldn't face them again. They all seemed so expectant of me, what if I wasn't to their standard? What if I wasn't worth being their friend?

My thoughts were brought to a finish when I heard Carry shout 'Breakfast! Everyone get up!' I dragged myself out of bed, ignoring the hammer in my head. I felt like I was being dragged towards the floor but forced myself to the kitchen.

The smell immediately put me off food but Carry, as usual, knew I wasn't one to eat at the shelter. She handed me a fiver and I raced out the door, hoping I could get to the coffee shop before the rush hit. It was only a ten-minute walk and due to my fast pace, I got there in five. There was no queue yet so I ordered a cappuccino and sat down in the almost empty coffee shop.

There was only one other person in the cafe and they didn't seem to notice me until they looked up from the book they were reading and practically ran over to me: it was Dimitri.

I felt the urge to hide my face but it was no use, I was the only other customer in here. 'Don't.' I warned, hoping not to get shouted out in front of the whole staff of the shop.

'Don't what?' He questioned, not seeming angry at all.

'Oh.' I dropped my head, how could he not be angry? After all I just did to him. Maybe I was exaggerating it in my own mind. I had ulterior motives for everything I did, the bickering in the back of my brain. Everything I did was controlled by one sentence that I couldn't ever leave but tried endlessly to avoid and as I looked into the eyes that made me melt I couldn't help but remember the true reason I left him alone. The true thing that led me to drink. The true reason that everything I did was wrong.

'Time to end the Mazurs.'

I was the only Mazur left. The one left to kill. The thought of it pushed me into a hole, unable to escape. I guess that was what the alcohol was for: to forget.

As Dimitri sat there, I couldn't help but remember why I had tried to let him go. Not only had he done so much for me but in that, he put himself in danger.

I buried my face in my hands, unable to look up at his beautiful eyes. How he wasn't angry? I don't know but it was something that I wasn't ready to deal with. His caring nature broke me, I showed myself to him without even knowing. I was transparent with him without even saying a word.

'Don't what, Rose?' He repeated.

'Don't try to fix me like this! I can't take it! Just leave me be, leave me to be the disaster I am!' He seemed shocked by my outburst but hid it well. I didn't know where it had come from but I immediately regretted my words.

'Dimitri I-' My apology was stopped when he came to sit next to me and pulled me into a hug. I felt the tears coming on but refused to let them spill.

'Rose, what happened? I know something is wrong and you are not telling me. It pains me to see you like this.' I couldn't help but let a few tears spill. Why did he have to be so...so nice!?

'Why do you do it?' I said, wording my thoughts. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow.

'Why do you bother with me. I'm just a stupid, useless, reckless girl that is stopping you from getting on with your life.' He looked at me, not ever removing his gaze from my eyes. He shook his head and sighed.

'Rose, you are none of them to me. You're beautiful, OK, maybe a bit reckless but kind and loving as well. What has gotten into you lately?' He asked, his Russian accent becoming slightly thicker.

'I just... I don't think you should be wasting your time on me. I'm just an alcoholic teenager with too many problems. Come on Dimitri, you know that you've been taking up your time. How many days of work have you missed?'

'Not many Rose, and yes, I have spent a lot of time on you because I wanted to. I could have kicked you out of the bar and never thought of you again but I did! Don't you understand?' He was pleasing now, something I thought I would never see him do.

'You don't know everything about me.' I murmured but he heard and raised an eyebrow again, which was really starting to annoy me.

'Then tell me Rose, please.' He begged. I couldn't believe I had brought a six foot seven man to beg but I had and I didn't know how.

'I can't, if I keep it to myself no one will get hurt.' I whispered, too nervous to bring my voice any louder.

'Rose, is someone trying to hurt you.' He suddenly sounded angry, it scared me. I shrugged, too fearful to bring myself to speak.

He knew that meant yes and pulled me closer to his chest. A sob rose in my chest but I held it in leading more tears to roll down my cheeks.

'I'm bringing you back to mine, you shouldn't be out in public, nor should you go back- there.' I knew he meant the shelter, everyone struggled to find a name for the place. He brought me to life and I noticed the stares I was getting from the filling cafe. I ignored them and clenched Dimitri's hand as he led me outside to his car.

'How did you find me?' I was suddenly curious as I went into the passenger seat.

'You told me you loved coffee so I looked in the nearest coffee shop to the home.' I was shocked, if he had got it wrong would he have searched more? Then I realised, 'this isn't the closest.' He nodded.

'This was the third one I looked in.'

'What!? You shouldn't have done that for me! This is what I mean about wasting your time!' My voice became quicker and quicker as I became more panicked.

'I needed to.' On that note, we sat in silence.

That's how my love for him only grew more, and I knew, it was never going to stop growing.

word count: 1125

published: 11/07/16