Mistake ♦ Romitri

Chapter 14

The week passed quickly and as it went on, I believed more and more that this was wrong. It was the right decision for any objective onlooker but I felt betrayed. I was forced into the man, whom I love's, arms only to be told it was wrong. I felt violated yet I knew I had no choice in the matter.

The adoption process passed quicker than expected and only a week later, since I had seen Dimitri, they were taking my belongings to his apartment. He had cleared the small gym and put in a simple bed and dresser. Luckily, I had few belongings and I would easily fit in the large-cupboard sized room.

Dimitri had come to pick me up in the morning and we drove over to his apartment with my few belongings. We hauled everything I had to the top floor. He made is seem effortless as I tripped, stumbled and overall, embarrassing myself in front of him.

He laughed at me but was helpful in bringing as much up as he could, alone, leaving me with only a few small bags. I was glad for the help but felt useless as I followed him up to the final floor. I opened the door for him as he balanced boxes in his hands. He placed them gracefully on the floor, something I didn't think was possible for a man of his height, as soon as we entered the cluttered living room. I had never seen the place in such a mess but it was mostly boxes of my stuff and a few extra to go around.

I scanned the room and found boxes labelled with each of his friends names, all that were girls. I looked at him, failing to raise an eyebrow at him, and gave him a questioning look. 'They all wanted to give you a few things. They knew you didn't have many personal items so they decided to give you a few late birthday gifts.' I smiled gratefully and started to un-tape the boxes, peering inside each one.

Every box put an even larger smile on my face. I went through both Mia and Jill's which contains piles of clothes. I went to Lissa's last and felt like I was going to faint when I opened it. Inside was, like the others, were piles of clothes but what stood out was a single bag with 'Pandora' written on it. I dug my hand in, desperate to see what was inside and found a small necklace. On it she had 'BFF' carved on it. A tear of joy rolled down my cheek and I pulled out my phone, in attempts to thank them but I still struggled with texting so I gave it to Dimitri and asked him to do it for me.

He wrote exactly what I told him too and laughed as I rambled thank you, over and over again. Each message was more stupid than the last when it came to a point that he plainly refused to write what I told him to when I asked his to tell Lissa thank you a hundred times and no less. He told me to do and I got to fifty before my fingers started to ache. He laughed as I pressed send but made no comment.

'I think I've thanked them enough, I think it's time to thank you for letting me live here.' I said as I went to wrap my arms around his neck. I felt so desperate to just touch his lips but decided it was for the best when I buried my head in his chest, relishing in his warmth. He placed his palm of the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. Not matter how much we going to miss 'us', we had to ignore it because this was our lives now and at least we weren't apart, I couldn't imagine a life without him.

'I thank you more than I can ever express.' He paused before clasping my chin and forcing me to look him in the eye.

'Don't thank me. I'm just grateful I'm not alone in this place that most describe as a hellhole.' He laughed silently and I placed my palm on his cheek, easing his pain: I could see it in his eyes.

'Why don't you think it's a hellhole?' I asked, innocently.

'That's a story for another day and another time.' He whispered, mysteriously, as he let me go. 'Let's try and get as much of this unpacked as we can.' He immediately changed the subject and I knew I had brought up a horrible memory and I didn't want to pry- yet. We got to work, unpacking the boxes. The silence in the room was comfortable until I managed to ruin it- as always.

'I want you to tell me.' I demanded, stubbornly. Dimitri didn't say a word in reply only making me more determined. 'Tell me.' I hissed. I wasn't sure what took over me but I needed to know. I ignored the pain in Dimitri's eyes and sized him up. Unfortunately, sizing up a 6'7 man is hard to do when your exactly a foot smaller. He glared down at me but resigned quickly, knowing I wouldn't give up, even if it was a petty argument.

'Ivan wanted this place.' He murmured but I heard it loud and clear. I couldn't find the words to respond and ended up saying a measly 'oh.'

'I'm going to be in my room, Roza. I will see you later.' With that he left me on my own to realise my mistake.

Just another stupid mistake.

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