Another story from me...
Well, I guess, when you come up with a story idea you can't just let it slide. I wrote this out on pad paper multiple times and then typed it up and uploaded it. I hope it's alright. Please tell me in a review. Oh, and I promise to continue with all my other stories! Speaking of which, I probably should update Land of my Dreams...
*DISCLAIMER* I do NOT own Vampire Academy, no matter how much I wish I did, Richelle Mead owns it all. I've read many stories a bit like this but none of them are exactly the same as what I have in mind for this story. Thank you for the inspiration Fan Fiction authors!
The start of this story is set after the Strigoi attack. The rest is set in the future. :)
Enjoy.


Rose

"Rose, don't cry," he hushed me, holding me in his arms. I angrily shoved him away.
"You don't care! You never did! Fine, leave. I don't need you anyway. You care more about your reputation than you do about me!"
I stormed off, leaving him standing there.


"Rose?" she whispered, grabbing my hand lightly, "Can I tell you a secret?"
"Lissa, you can tell me anything…" I replied.
"Christian left me."
"He broke up with you?" I asked, astonished.
"No, he left. Left me, left the academy. He's gone to live with the humans, to try and blend in. And the worst part is…" she trailed off.
"The worst part?"
"Rose, I'm pregnant."
I stared at her, mouth open for a while, "Is that why he left?"
"No, he doesn't know…" she started crying and I hugged her tight.
"That stupid…"
"Rose! Just leave it, okay?"
"No, Lissa. We're leaving. Again."
"But graduation is next week."
"We're eighteen now. We can do whatever we want. Besides, it's not like I'm going to need my guardian training with the humans. You're smart enough not to need a piece of paper to get a job, and if you do, we'll forge one. Okay?"
"Okay."
"When we're out of here, I need to tell you something."
"What?"
"That'll have to wait. Right now, we have to see Kirova and tell her we're leaving. Then we'll join the normal world. We can say we're sisters and we'll raise the baby together. You're my best friend, Lissa. I won't let you do this alone."
She looked at me with such trust that it made my heart ache. I was making her abandon everything she'd ever known. But it was all for the greater good, that baby needed a real, normal life. Not one filled with pain and suffering. The type of life it would lead if it remained in this world.
"Okay…" she sighed, "Let's do this."