SO GUESS WHAT?

I AM ALLOWED TO HAVE SONGS IN MY STORY!

SUCK ON THAT RUDE GUEST! JK JK I'M SO OVER THAT! PEOPLE THAT KNOCK PEOPLE DOWN JUST NEED SOMEONE TO STEP ON THEM, AND TRUST ME, YOU GUYS DID. SO THANKS FOR SUPPORTING ME WHEN PEOPLE WANT TO BE RUDE TOWARDS THE STORY WE ALL KNOW AND LOVE! I AM GOING TO RE-PUBLISH THIS ACTUAL CHAPTER UNDER THE NAME CHAPTER 3, AND THE THING BEFORE THIS IS GOING TO BE TITLED AN AUTHOR'S NOTE! HERE'S CHAPTER 3, FINALLY!

-Breebh14 3

OH AND I PLAN ON UPDATING ANOTHER CHAPTER TONIGHT, BUT IT MIGHT NOT BE POSTED UNTIL LATER THIS WEEK OR SATURDAY!

FOR MY SPECIAL RUDE PERSON: THE SONG IN THIS CHAPTER BELONGS TO CHRISTINA AGUILERA. IT'S BOUND TO YOU AND IT'S FROM BURLESQUE! AWESOME MOVIE, CHECK IT OUT!

Dimitri and I were on the way back home, sitting in complete silence. I turned on the radio to have some noise. The DJ announced the song that was about to play. I turned off the radio as soon as the first bet played. Dimitri could not hear that song.

"Why did you just turn the radio on then off?" the man on my mind asked.

"I changed my mind. I don't like music." I thought to say. My second thought was 'Stupid, stupid, stupid!'

"Roza, you're a singer, that doesn't make any sense."

"Okay, okay, I just didn't want to listen to music anymore. I love silence."

Dimitri leaned close to me, so close that I could feel his breath on my ear. It sent shivers down my spine.

"I think," he whispered in my ear sexily, "that you don't want me to hear the song that's playing. You obviously know it."

My throat was dry. "Umm… how do you know that?"

"Turn the radio off. "Dimitri sat back with a satisfied smirk.

"No."

His smile dropped. Dimitri's eyes flicked from the radio to my face and back.

"Don't even think about it." I growled.

"And if I do?"

"You'll see what happens."

Dimitri's hands flashed out. One turned on the radio while the other one grabbed my oncoming hand.

'That was Rose Hathaway-Mazur singing California Gurls! Are there any more song suggestions? Caller 457, what song would you like to hear?' the DJ said.

I sighed in relief; they weren't playing anymore of my songs.

"Uh yeah, I want to hear Bound to You, by Rose Hathaway-Mazur! I freaking love her."

I groaned. The girl had to pick a love song. The song begin to play. I quietly sat back as I continued to drive us home.

'I am terrified to love for the first time.

Can't you see that I'm bound in chains?

And I've finally found my way.

I am bound to you

I am, ooh I am

Im bound to you.'

The DJ started talking again as soon as the song went off.

"Roza that song was beautiful."

I blushed and looked out the window. "Thanks. It's old, I wrote it last year."

"Who was it about?"

I quickly looked at Dimitri in shock. "What do you mean?"

"The song had to be about someone Roza."

"It was no one."

"Who was it Rose? You can trust me."

"Adrian."

"What?"

"Adrian, Adrian Ivashkov, the one living in my house."

"You dated him?"

"I loved Adrian. It was right around the time after I was kidnapped and I reached out for comfort. Adrian was there and I guess you could say that as we got closer I realized that he wasn't really what everyone said he was."

"Which was?"

"A womanizer."

"Ahh."

"Now I wasn't some stupid, naïve little girl, I was still a grown woman with a mind. Adrian soon realized that he couldn't handle all of the pressure that he said I put on him."

"Pressures like?"

"I would have these horrible nightmares and wake up screaming and crying. Sometimes I would be with Adrian, but then I would completely blank out and see when I was back with him. I wouldn't eat for days, sometimes lock myself in my room, and randomly start crying."

"And what did Adrian do?" Dimitri asked me softly.

"He left me. He flew to Tahiti for a few weeks and came back with a bimbo on his arm. They didn't leave his room until it was time to eat."

"Roza, "Dimitri said tenderly, "you didn't deserve that."

"I did Dimitri, I did deserve it. It's my fault. I pushed him away. He couldn't handle the pressure and left me. He just got up and packed." a few tears escaped from my eyes.

"Roza stop the car." Dimitri whispered.

"Dimitri im two minutes away from the house, why would I pull over?" I said, lightly laughing.

'Pull the car over Rose." this time Dimitri growled.

I looked over at him in shock as I stopped the car on the side of the road. Dimitri unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car, and came over to my side. He then proceeded to open my door and take off my seatbelt.

"Dimitri what are you- ahh!"

Dimitri picked me up bridal style and carried me over to his side of the car. He sat down and cradled me in his lap.

"Roza," he said quietly in my ear. "It is not your fault. Adrian is a man- whore that has no respect for women. If he doesn't think that leaving you was the best idea then he is ignorant. I won't leave you im here to protect you, you'll always have me."

"You won't leave me? You'll stay?" my voice cracked on the last word.

"Ill never leave."

I snuggled into Dimitri's chest as he kissed my hair. I inhaled his scent. He smelled like aftershave and a hint of cinnamon. I burrowed my head farther into his chest. More tears fell down my face as I realized that Dimitri would never leave me. Dimitri must have felt my tears through his shirt because he lifted my chin up.

"Why are you crying milaya?" he asked while wiping my tears away with his thumbs.

"You're going to stay. Most men don't stay."

Dimitri brought his lips closer to mine. "I'm not most men," he whispered before kissing me.

Butterflies built inside of my stomach as I kissed him back. Kissing Dimitri felt so right, and amazing. Even though I barely knew him, I felt that we had a connection that I dint share with anyone else in the house. Dimitri hesitantly pulled back the same time that I did. He looked into my eyes.

"I've wanted to do that ever since we sat in this car."

I just nodded, my body was still being high off of his kiss.

"Are you ready to go home?"

I nodded again. I climbed off his lap and jumped into the driver's seat.

When we finally reached my house Dimitri grabbed me and gave me another kiss. He held my hand as we walked through the doorway. Adrian was sitting on the couch in the living room. Dimitri smiled at me and let go of my hand. He walked over to Adrian and yanked him off the couch.

And punched him in his face. My mind could only register that Dimitri had punched Adrian.

And looked like a god while doing it.

I PROMISE TO TRY TO UPDATE SOON!