Chapter 11: How do I tell you I love you?

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­­Rosalie's P.O.V:

'"I love you Rosalie, but I must go...you must go...your time is up, I can't bear living with you any longer, you drag me down, I'm not the same person I was before I met you, therefore this is the clear ending to it all. But for me to become me again, I need to be sure I will never see you again..." He drew out a dagger and held it in his left hand.

"Loving is the greatest curse after all." I replied and Dimitri smirked.

"You can't expect to be loved and not hurt either physically or emotionally. In this case it happens to be both, lucky you!" My eyes widened as I realised what he was truly intending to do. How could I have been so Naive all this time? He wanted to use me for pleasure, and then for the pleasure of yet another kill. I was his easiest target. It was the only reason he had saved me.

"Don't look so sad Rosalie." He smiled his sweet smile. "It'll all be over in a second, you've experienced this all before. Once by me and once by yourself. Consider this a favour."

"Dimitri...don't...no...please...I love you..." Tears started streaming down my face.

"Love is just a fucking word...no one could ever love me..." He replied, it was such a saddened sentence but he managed to pull it off with his famous smirk.

"You've been toying with me all this while? For the pleasure I can give you, for the pleasure of a kill...why?!" I raised my voice on the last 'why'.

"You have killed my brother, changed me to a lovey dovey piece of crap and you have the guts to ask as to why I am doing this?!" He said angrily. "You deserve every piece of what you are going to get from this, and just for you I am going to make this least pleasurable, for you that is." He took my hand and lightly drew his annual star of death with the tip of the blade but he was only pressing light enough ton tickle my skin. The once he reached the top of the star he pressed hard and I let out a gasp of pain and tried to struggle from his grasp.

"As much as I would love to fight you, I find that if you want to cause yourself less pain you should stop struggling." He said, while burning holes in my eyes with his glance.

"Please Dimitri...after everything we've been through...don't you have the slightest consideration of my love for you...? Please..."

"It's too late, my dear." The star was half finished and it felt as though he was purposely trying to cause me so much pain.

I let out a yelp as he threw my shocked body onto the soft grass of the forest floor.

"Wha-what are you doing?" I said as he placed the dagger on the ground and lay down a top of me.

"Giving back your pleasure, but in a way that will cause pain, like it did to me, except for you, your pain will be physical not emotional."

"Wait. What?" I asked confused, did he just say he was going to give me pleasure that I was going to regret?

"Just shut up already, try not to cause me pain any more than you already have." He replied.

"I haven't tried to cause you pa-" Then he forced me to shut up by placing his lips upon mine...'

I stirred in my sleep and suddenly bolted awake. I sat up in the bed and noticed Dimitri was lying next to me with his arms around his waist.

"Mummy....mummy..." He mumbled in his sleep.

I smirked. Challenge accepted.

"Yes, mummy's here." I whispered in his ear and giggled in my head.

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