The S.T.F. Files, Book 4: DIATON

Loosing

Alagretto

I was pacing back and forth in front of Dimitri. He was starting to look pissed as he lay back in his chair. He was still nauseous from when they drew his blood.

Dimitri (being Dimitri) was trying to be stubborn and get up to go check on the others, however he wasn't strong enough to even sit up and walk a few steps before crashing to the floor.

A worried nurse ran back in and pointed to Dimitri, shouting something in Russian. I couldn't tell if she was mad, constipated, or worried, for she looked like all of the three. Dimitri sighed and looked at me before I demanded a translation, "she wanted to know if we called Riza's parents because Riza is Riza and is freaking rich as hell and important. Reporters are gonna be here soon."

I snap, "Did anyone tell her parents?"

"We already know." A woman with a strong Spanish accent speaks, entering the room. She was with a man—Riza's 'father'. Her parents were already here.

Shit.

"You didn't protect my baby!" She snapped, running for me.

Luckily, I knew better and quickly dodged to the side. I shouted back at her, "You don't think I'm worried as hell?! She saved my life several times. I don't wanna do this—honestly, do you?! I've been taking care of her for the past year."

"You're just her bodyguard. What do you know? Last time I met you she and you were not more than mere acquaintances. I know my daughter well. She didn't even call you a friend. She said nothing about you at all." Her father shouted. Geeze he wasn't happy.

"Riza's blood type is extremely uncommon! It could take months before we find an even close match for a donor!" Her mother shouted. She ran for me again. I ended up holding her by her shoulders while she weeped.

Dimitri sighed, "And nobody notices or even cares about the fourth person in this room?"

Riza's father screamed, "who are you?!"

"Dimitri."

Riza's mother sniffled, "why are you here"

Dimitri shrugged, "you wanted a donor right? Who better than her brother?"

"You're really him..." Riza's mother went over to him and stared at him. The room was silent besides the sound of breathing. They couldn't believe Dimitri was her brother.

"They look nothing alike." Her father crossed his arms.

I roll my eyes, "geeze if you met them both they act the exact same."

"I don't approve of either of you two. Get out of here. You're never allowed to see our daughter again." Her father stated.

I looked to Dimitri who so didn't look happy, "we're not going anywhere. We're more of a family than you guys were."

"And just where has my baby been?" Her mother demanded.

Dimitri recalls, "Well, America, Iceland, Paris, Japan, Spain, Hawaii, Alaska, Australia, Canada...I think that's everywhere."

"Alright, she's stable! She's actually breathing on her own!" A doctor ran in. He looked at Dimitri, "I don't know what's in your blood—"

"We're just special. Not your normal siblings, then again, none of us are normal."

I turned to face the doctor, "you've gotta let me see her!"

"She seems to be conscious enough to sense movement. Not much else. Whatever happened to the poor girl?"

I look to Dimitri, who urges me to tell the truth. "She was thrown into a wall twice. Second time with enough force to go through and smash into the TV."