This is my first fanfic and I'm very nervous about it, as my English is horrible.

Please give it a try!

Disclaimer- I do not own Vampire Academy.

Chapter 1

"So, what are you planning on now?" asked Ivan, my best friend.

I sighed.

"Honestly, at this point, Death seems like the best option" I said.

Ivan choked on his drink and spattered it all over his expensive suit.

"What the fuck! Dimka, have you gone mad?"

I laughed humorlessly.

"Such is life, Ivan." I said.

I got up and made my way to the door.

"Where are you going?" I distantly heard Ivan's voice.

I ignored him and left. Because honestly, I had no idea as to where I was headed.

Turns out that leaving my office was a huge mistake. All the reporters pounced on me the moment I exited the front door.

"Mr. Belikov, what are you going to do now?"

"Do you have any explanation for the illegal items found in your machineries?"

"How do you feel, now that your company is shutting down?"

I groaned and made my way to my car. I got in and my driver sped the car off. The headache was getting worse and worse.

"Home, sir?" my driver asked nervously. Huh.

"No. First I want to meet Natasha." I said quietly.

I picked up a magazine whose cover read ' Dimitri Belikov makes it to world's 5th richest man'.

There was a time when this would have brought a smile to my face. But now, I felt like an idiot. Idiot, for wanting this empty life. And now, I have nothing but money. Money, which means nothing to me.

A few minutes later, we reached the Ozera mansion. As I got off the car, I didn't miss the dirty glances I received from all the people there. I decided to ignore them- a thing I had mastered over a short period of time, and made my way to Tasha's room.

Natasha Ozera, the daughter of the biggest businessman, happened to be my girlfriend.

I knocked the door twice before it opened to reveal a tall, beautiful girl.

"Hey Dimka!" Tasha said, faking enthusiasm. She gave me her usual man-eater smile and leaned in to kiss me.

I stepped back. "Look, Tasha, you don't need to use me anymore. Just spit it out already!"

She huffed. "Dimitri, trust me when I say I love you. Honestly, I had nothing to do with it."

I clenched my fists. "I trusted you!" I all but screamed, "Goddamn I thought you actually loved me! But it was all a lie. A lie, to make it to my security defenses and destroy my company. Just to what, profit your own company?"

There were tears in her eyes as she pouted. "Dimka, how could you even think that about me?" she said, her bottom lip trembling.

I had to admit it that she was a good actress. Not that I was falling for all that bullshit anymore.

I looked at her, straight in the eye. "If you show me your face ever again, then mind it Ms. Natasha Ozera, I'll strangle you to death!" I said with as much venom as I could muster.

I left her house without turning back.

What now?

It was drizzling. My driver came running towards me with an umbrella but I shook my head. "Go home…" I said to him. Why did I sound so weak?

I set off for God knows what. For the first time I didn't have any plan for my life.

I took a public bus which lead to a station. The trains were cheap, and mostly empty. I had now idea as to where it was going. But at that time, all I wanted was to go to a place far away from New York. Where everyone recognized me as an unsuccessful, illegal and self centered man.

I took a corner seat in the chair train. As I looked out of the window, I couldn't help but feel depressed. Suddenly, I had this urge to hit everything around me.I somehow wanted to travel back in time and change my life. I wanted to live, to love. Not to rot and die like I was.

I was deep in thought when I heard shuffling. A young girl flopped down in the seat beside me.

She was panting hard and had about three huge suitcases with her.

I couldn't see her face as her dark brown locks were all over it. She kept a bag of Dunkin Donuts in her lap possessively and roamed her hand through her hair.

To say I was amazed would be an understatement. I was in awe. She was, without doubt, the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

She had wonderful chocolate brown eyes and red plump lips. Her cheeks were a little flushed, which gave them a pink tint.

She caught me staring as I blushed and turned away. I never took an obvious liking for any girl, but this was different.

Instead of scowling, she placed herself in front of me and shook my hand enthusiastically.

"Hi!" She said brightly. She gave me such a huge smile that I couldn't help but return it.

"I'm Rose Hathaway. And you are…?"

"Dimitri." I said without thinking. Are you mad! Don't give up your identity.

"Dimitri what?" she asked impatiently.

"Umm"

"Okay, so Mr. Dimitri umm, it's so nice to meet you. I'm glad I found some company in this almost empty train! Uh, you're alone?"

"Yeah." I said. I wasn't in a mood to chitchat. Well, I was never in a mood to chitchat. At least not with an unknown, overexcited, teenage girl.

"You won't ask about me?" she pouted. I had to admit it that she was really cute.

"Anyway, yes, I am alone. Because I ran away from home. You know why? To get married!"

My eyes widened. She waved her hand dismissively. "It was my childhood dream. To become a runaway bride. I mean, it's sooo damn cool."

I raised an eyebrow. I wanted to ignore her continuous chitchat but my curiosity got the better of me. "Who are you going to marry, by the way?"

"Adrian." She said, stuffing a donut in her mouth. "He's my childhood friend. Now, he lives in East Hampton. He was mad about me when we were kids. So I think that he might still like me enough to marry me." Her eyes had a dreamy look.

"Then I want to live in…" And her chatter continued. By the time her donuts were over, which were actually a lot- she had told me everything about her school, family, friends and future dreams. And I missed most of it. Because I didn't really want to listen. I had enough problems in my life.

A few hours later, she fell asleep. Even in her sleep, she was mumbling something about building a pink house at the tip of a mountain for her dog.

I shook my head and went to roam around in the train. The train stopped at a deserted station and I got off, not quite wanting to remain in the same place for a long time.

A few minutes later the train started catching its pace again. That was when I heard a voice "Mr. Umm! Hey wait!" I turned around to see Rose, calling out from the door of the train. "You'll miss the train, come on fast!"

I ignored her, hoping she'll get the signal, but apparently she was too stubborn. Because soon, she too, got off the train and ran to me. "hurry up … The train… leaving… come on…" She panted.

I shook my head violently. "I don't want to travel further, I got off the train because I wanted to. Now go back, or you'll miss it too!"

She processed it for a moment and then ran back to the train at what seemed like her full speed. But, unfortunately, the train was already out of sight.

"NOOO! My luggage! My money! My damn Passport!" she whined.

After a minute or two, when she had overcome the initial shock, she turned to me.

"YOU!" she shouted, pointing her finger accusingly at me. "I missed that bloody train because of you!"

That made me angry. Nobody ever dared to talk to me in such a high voice. I too, after all, had some ego.

"Pardon me, but how is this my fault? Did I ask you to get off the train and come after me? It was you who worked over intelligently and came running after me like a fool!"

I suddenly realised that I had said too much, because just then, she began crying. A very high pitched, girly cry at that.

I groaned and held my head. I had absolutely no idea where we were.

But there I was standing in the middle of a deserted, dirty platform at midnight with an unknown, sobbing girl- not knowing what to do.

How did I get myself in such a huge mess? Fate must really hate me…

Soooo, is this fine enough to continue?

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