Explaining

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(RPOV)
Later on in the day I got a phone call. When I say later on it was like 11pm. It was an unknown number. I hastily answered.
"Hello?" I asked shakily. Had they found me or got my number.
"Roza are you okay? I didnt wake you did I?" Dimitri said. His voice was laced with worry. I sighed in relief it was just him.
"Oh Dimitri. Erm no you didnt and Im fine dont worry about it." I said my voice still shaky from my nerves.
"No Roza somethings wrong you never sound like that. Where are you?" He asked. He was so sweet. Always caring about me.
"Im in my apartment. Erm do you wanna come over?" I asked. I needed someone here. At the moment my nerves were high wired right bow and I wanted him near me.
"Sure. Whats you address?" He asked in return. I felt relieved that he would come over.
"Flat 11c. In the Palmers building on Church Avenue" (AN/: I dont know if this is an actual place. Just made it up) I said trying still to pull myself together.
"Oh really? I live in the exact building. Level 12. I will be there in just a minute." That made me feel even better that he lived just upstairs. I know once he gets here Im going to have to explain to him whats going on. Im ready to tell someone. So why not him.
Just like he said a minute later I heard a knock at the door. I was sat I'm my bedroom so I quickly went to answer it.
"Hey Roza," Dimitri said as I welcomed him in. He hadnt got changed for bed yet. Me on the other hand, i was wearing shorts and a sleeping shirt. It was one if the things I had recently purchased.
"Hey comrade you okay?" I said starting the conversation.
"Im perfect but you. Whats wrong?" He said guiding me to the couch. I sat across from him crossed legged, my body turned so I was looking at him.
"Oh that. Well its a long story." I started. I didnt know how to go about this or if to tell him all of it.
"Roza, I have time. Whats bothering you? You can tell me." He stated calmly. That helped. One of us had to be calm.
"Erm well. Two years ago I ran away. I've been running ever since. This is the first time Im settling in a place." I kept it brief to start with but I knew I would need to explain further.
"Okay. Now tell me the rest." He said again ever so calmly. It was helping a great deal with my nerves. I lowered my head so he couldn't see me forgetting that that allowed him to see me the back of my neck. His breathe caught at the sight of the long scar that Victor left there.
"Roza..." he said taking my hands into his. I looked up with tears in my eyes. But I wouldnt let them fall yet.
"I was, well I am being hunted by two families. The Dashkovs and Ivashkovs." Again his breath hitched at the names but he let me carry on.
"They are after me to get to my father. Im his weak spot. They want to steal his company and money and ti do that they need me. They tried everything else. Im the only thing that will make my dad give in." I said sighing at the end. It felt like a weight had lifted off my shoulders but I knew he had questions.
"I know you have questions and I will do my best to answer them." I stated. I would run for the hills if someone told me this but he stayed.
"Okay. I only have a few and dont feel pressured into answering them. Firstly I want to ask how you got that scar?" He asked kindly making me look at him. He had a concerned look on his face. He really cared about me. I could see it in his eyes.
"Well Victor Dashkov captured me before I ran and held a knife to my neck so I wouldnt move as his companion Randell raped me," I said the last part quietly I was ashamed that I was too weak to fight him off.
"What was Randells last name?" Dimitri asked his eyes also looking ashamed and didn't know why but I hoped I could find out.
"Ivashkov. His name is Randell Ivashkov." I said bluntly. He was the very poison if this earth Im not scared of him anymore, I loathe him now for what he did. All of a sudden I feel Dimitri pull me onto his lap and he held me. I heard him snifle. I was really confused. I looked up at him to see he was crying. He realised I was confused and explained.
"Randell is my abusive father. He use to beat up my mother and rape her and he even tried to once rape my sister. I attacked him once and he never came back. We didnt know what he was doing but mow I do. Im so sorry he did this to you and I swear on my life that I will protect you." He said pulling even closer. I didnt feel scared of him or angry that he was Randells son but I felt sorry for him. He had to grow up with a sick bastard as a male role model. I know he would never be like that because of the way he kept repeating in his breath as he held me 'I will protect you'. We stayed there for a while. Just in each others embrace. I really am falling in love with this man. I already love him deeply.

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