It's been about 2 weeks since my Dad left. I had a great birthday, even though my Dad and Dimitri weren't exactly the best of friends from the beginning. They still aren't but at least they don't hate each other anymore. My Dad had gotten me some nice headphones and some clothes as a birthday gift. I'm very thankful for it, but I still wish he hadn't spent that much money on me. Anyways, Dimitri and I haven't changed much. We still hang out, mostly when I come over to his place and wash my clothes. I gotta admit, sometimes the clothes are not even that dirty. I just want to spend time with him, without seeming too suspicious. Emily and I haven't seen each other much, but when she is at the dorm, we talk and catch up on everything. Her and Harry are doing really good, and I'm happy for her.

I've just stepped inside my dorm after my class today when I hear a knock. Did Emily forget her key again?

I sigh, as I turn around to the door and open it. Right outside my door, is a woman standing.

"Hello?" I ask her, suddenly very confused.

"Hi, Ruby."

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Where the hell did she get my name from?

"I suppose you do. I'm your mother," she states.

"Wh-what?"

"I'm your mother."

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I yell at her. All the anger I've build-up through the years comes crashing to the surface in a split second. Where did she even come from?

"I'm here for you," she says, not even flinching at my hard tone.

"You're here for me? You're here for me?!" I ask her laughing, before continuing, "Did you hear that God? She's here for ME!"

"Oh, how I've always wanted you to come and find me," I snarl sarcastically, "And now, here you are. How the hell did you even find me, huh?"

"I spoke with your Dad," she says.

As the words leave her mouth, my entire demeanor fall.

"Dad... Dad knew you were coming here?" I ask her in complete shock.

"He was actually the one telling me you were here."

Silence.

My mind is racing and I can't think straight. Why the hell would my father betray me like that? He knows I want nothing to with her.

"Can we just talk about everything, honey?" My mother asks me.

"Talk? You want to talk? Well, you know what I want? I want you to get the hell out of here - out of my life - just like you've always been. You have no right to just show up! You've been gone for 12 years! You left! You just fucking left and you didn't say a single word about where you were going. Do you know how hard that was for us? For me? For Dad? He had to take care of me, while you just ran off. It makes me sick. You make me sick. I can't- I can't deal with this. I need you to leave right now!"

"Ruby... I'm not leaving until we figure something out," she says calmly, just ignoring my outburst.

"Then, I'm leaving," I say and walk right past her. My legs have never walked faster, and I'm standing outside Dimitri's door only 4 minutes later.

"Dimitri! Please open!" I yell as I knock on his door rapidly.

I can feel tears running down my cheeks, as he finally opens the door.

"What is wrong?" He asks, as soon as he sees my face. I don't answer him - I just stand there looking up at him.

He sighs out loud, as he takes my hand in his and leads me inside. He sits us down on his small couch and pulls me into him. I begin to sob, as I hold onto him as if my life depends on him.

"What happened?" He asks me after a couple of minutes.

"M- my mother."

"Is she okay? Did something happen to her?" He asks me confused.

I give myself a moment to pull it together, before telling him everything. "When I had just turned 6 years old, my mother left me and my Dad. She left without a single clue, as to where she was going. I haven't heard a single word from her in 12 years. Not on any birthday, not on Christmas, never. And, of course, I was devastated when she left. I know my Dad was too, but he pulled himself together and was there for me. That is probably why we also have such a close bond, with each other today. He has never let me down - not once. And now, only 10 minutes ago, my mother shows up at my door. She wants to talk and stuff, and I'm being ice-cold towards her. I've managed to live my life without her for 12 years, and I'm not planning on changing that. So I'm keeping my demeanor up, just like you do toward strangers, but as soon as she mentions my Dad, I break down. She told me, that he was the one telling her where I was. And he knows - he knows, just how much I hate her. So that's what I'm really upset about - him betraying me like that. Ho-how could he do that to me?" I sob out. I can't control myself anymore, so Dimitri pulls me into his arms once again. I've never felt more secure than I'm feeling right now.

"I am sorry, for what you have been forced to go through, at such a young age," Dimitri tells me, quietly.

I've finally stopped sobbing, as I look up and make eye contact with him.

"Thank you," I whisper to him, as I slowly move in towards him.

His eyes move to my lips, as he also begins to lean in. Now we're only inches apart, and I'm craving for him to close the small gap between us.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, he smashes our lips together. We start slowly, but soon we're full-on making out. He lifts me up on his lap, so I'm straddling him. The small couch is apparently too uncomfortable for Dimitri, so he picks me up by the back of my thighs, and lifts me into his bedroom. He throws me onto his bed, and I pull him straight with me. My fingers find their own way down to the bottom of his t-shirt and pull. Dimitri gets the memo and rips his shirt off. His own fingers slowly move up to my stomach, asking for permission to take my shirt off. I nod and help to take the thing off myself. I don't feel the least bit ashamed of my body when I'm with Dimitri, so I'm not worried about that. He starts to trail kisses down my neck, all the way to my stomach. This weird sensation in my stomach almost explodes, when he trails a patter with his tung all the way back up. I can't take this anymore, so I quickly throw him down on the bed, making myself straddling him again. I can feel his hardness beneath me and, almost automatically, my hips begin to grind against him. A loud groan escapes his mouth, as I lean down to kiss him again. I've never felt so many emotions mixed together before, but I am absolutely loving it. My hands find their way down to the hem of his pants. Dimitri slowly pulls us apart, as he says, "Are you sure?"

"Not all the way tonight, but I don't want to stop now," I whisper to him.

He nods and turns us around again, so he's on top of me now. Dimitri's fingers make their way down to my jeans, as he pulls the zipper down. I lift my butt up from the mattress, as he pulls them down. I'm now laying in front of Dimitri only in my underwear. When the hell did this happen?

"God, you are beautiful," he whispers and leans down to kiss me again. I kiss him back strongly, as he takes his own pants off. My eyes widen, as I look down at his boxers. His mini-Dimitri isn't as mini as I thought. Holy shit! Dimitri smirks at my reaction, before trailing kisses down my stomach, stopping right above my panty line. His eyes lock with mine, and I nod as if giving him permission to whatever he's about to do. Dimitri slowly pulls my panties down, trailing his kisses with him down. As soon as he hit that spot, I moan out loud and clench my thighs. How can something feel so good? He slowly begins moving his tung around, and I can't even be in my own body. This feels too damn good. Only about a minute later, I reach my climax and moan out Dimitri's name.

I feel too drained to move, so I just keep laying on the same spot. My head slowly turns to look at Dimitri, who's already looking at me with an unknown expression on his face.

"That was... fucking good," I tell him, laughing at my choice of words. My eyes wander down to his boxers, only to find him still hard. He hasn't had the opportunity to feel this yet, I think to myself as I sit up straight. I move slowly towards him and begin to pull down his boxers, but he stops me, "You do not have to anything, if you are not comfortable with it, alright?"

I nod but continue pulling down his boxers anyway. His thing flops up and stands straight up into the air. I gasp lightly, as I see the size of it outside his boxers. I've never done this before, so I feel insecure when I take my hand around it. By the way Dimitri reacts, give me a boost of confidence. He's silently hissing and swearing in a good way. My mouth slowly makes its way around his thing and I suck. This isn't as bad, as I thought it would be. I hope he thinks I'm not making a fool out of me right now. I look up at him, only to see him looking down at me, already moaning. Okay, so maybe I'm doing something right?

I suck him for about 9 minutes, before he comes, while almost roaring. He pulls me up to him and we kiss some more, before lying beside each other in silence. I've never felt more at peace, than what I'm feeling right now.