SLOW UPDATES/HIATUS
What if Rose wasn't the only Shadow-Kissed Guardian. What if Dimitri was too. Except there is one difference between them. What if Dimitri is the only one that can mend the grieving and broken Rose. What if some hidden things fro...
I somehow found myself in my bed. Dimitri must have moved me. That's embarrassing.
Once I was fully awake I changed clothes.
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I then went into the kitchen and made more tea. I pulled the tea out of the cabinet and set it on the island. The tea was usually kept in a small burlap sack but this time it was in a tin can. I started to put water in the kettle and put it on the stove. I remembered what happened before I fell asleep. I cut my forehead on glass from a stupid mug. I rubbed my forehead and sighed.
"Good morning Rose." Dimitri said from behind me. I jumped when I heard his voice. He laughed a little at my reaction.
"If you were a guardian you would have been able to tell that I was in the room." He said. His words stung a little at my heart, I stiffened at them too. I was still facing the stove, never turning to look at him.
"Well I am not a guardian anymore so I guess it's ok to not be aware all the time." I said with bile in the back of my throat. I think he could tell I was upset with what he said by my tone of voice. What he did surprised me. I didn't hear his footsteps this time. I felt his hand on my shoulder and turned me around to look at him in the eyes. God, his eyes. So dark, so endearing, so.....caring. what's wrong with me? I feel like I'm getting to fond of his presence in my life. I can't have that. I don't deserve that.
"Rose...." He said. His voice gentle this time. I looked down at the floor. Tears were pooling at the waterline of each eye. A few tears fell down my cheeks. He lifted my chin to look at him and he wiped away the tears. Again.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said. I was only kidding." He said. I waved him off and shook my head.
"God I hate crying." I said with a small chuckle. He gave me a small smile. My heart started to flutter, I have never felt that way before. It felt......nice. No. This isn't right. I can't do this. I need to be grieving, not having feelings for someone I just met. I can't be happy. I don't deserve to be happy. I heard the kettle scream from the hot vapor. I stepped away from him to have more personal space and turned around. Him being close to me was dangerous, for the both of us. I took the kettle off of the stove and poured water in a new mug that was not thrown against the wall. I laughed at that thought.
"What's funny?"He asked.
"This mug isn't thrown against the wall." I said slightly amused. But I was still upset by his earlier words.
"I hope that doesn't happen often." He said.
"You would be surprised." I said quietly and quickly. I turned back around to grab the tea but bumped into Dimitri instead. Complete muscle. Well there is another thing I like about him. So Eyes, Smile, Muscles. Great. Harder than I thought to not like him. He is nice too. Barely knows me and he keeps wiping away my tears and comforting me like I've known him for years. It's weird but nice all at the same time.
