Chapter 4


They stood up and he helped her into her coat. Dave hailed a cab and they drove to the Hudson. They walked and talked and walked and talked. Till they become tired.

“Do u want to see where I live? Do you want to have a look at my apartment?”

“Yes, I do. Your famous eleventh story studio.”

Dave started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" she smiled back looking up into his eyes.

"Nothing, nothing... Come, this way!" he crossed a road and they were heading towards that famous red-brick house. But before they could enter the building, Natasha stopped him softly by grabbing his upper arm through the jacket.

"Wait, Dave..."

"What's the problem?"

"Uhm... won't it be a problem? I mean your wife..." she asked quietly.

“She is not at home dear, dontya be scared” he caressed her face and she leaned closer too.

They kissed…

She felt herself in heaven, although it was just a quick, soft kiss on the lips. Before she could react, he already pulled back with a faint smile.

"You don't have to fear. Not from me. I understood what you've said earlier."

Natasha didn't answer just opened the door and stepped in.

“Here we are” he said and opened the front door.

Natasha had a look around and she liked what she saw. She sat down and Dave sat down close to her on the couch.

Dave asked her if she wants something, she didn't answer but it was clear what she wanted. She shyly looked suddenly elsewhere.

"No, dear, no need to blush. I know what you want... what you feel..." he softly stroked her face and turned it back to face him.

"David..."

"Shhh... No need to apologize, I know..." he sighed.

"Maybe it'd be better for me to leave... I don't want to play with you and your feelings" she stood up, but Dave gently grabbed her wrist and looked up at her.

“Please, don't go. Stay with me. We can love each other. I know what you are gonna say.”

She looked down at him with doubts in her eyes and frowned.

"What do you think, what'd I say?"

“I think you’d say yes. I feel the need in you.”

“Mmm, but we can’t.”

“Well, watch me take off my clothes! I start with my shirt.”

“Oh David, this is blackmailing.”

“No, this is how much I want you.”

She just stood there frozen to that spot and watched as Dave started to open his black shirt button after button, but before he could take it off, Natasha grabbed the two edges of it and pulled it together leaning over him.

"Don't do this to me, David! Don't tempt me! It's already hard enough!" she begged with her eyes, but Dave didn't give up so easily and pulled her onto his lap. She tried to resist, but after a few mins she stopped it and looked down at his shoulder breathing heavily. She was fighting with herself.

Dave was trying to convince her that it is okay but she sadly shook her head and not being able to say anything else, she said she goes to the ballet to the rehearsal.

Dave nearly saw as she closed her soul and felt her sliding out of his hands - literally as well. He tried to say something, but she had already left. Just her thermos with the tea reminded him she was really there while he was still sitting on the sofa.

Dave was beyond sad, he never thought this would occur. He was so sure that she wanted him and he knew he was right. He didn't know what to do - his mind was useless now, he went to bed and cuddled his pillow silently and soon fell asleep.

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Tanya saw that something was wrong with Natasha, and some other dancers knew it too, but she didn't say a word just tried to concentrate on the dance which was much more difficult now after the events. She didn't know what to think, or do, how to act with him after this. Should she just avoid the meetings and phone calls from him to protect her relationship? Was he "worthy" enough to risk her future?

She called Dave in the afternoon and told him shortly she cannot accept the dinner due to other appointments of hers.

Dave said okay. What else could he say? But was sad beyond all.

She was sorry seeing to die a yet unborn love. But she thought it'd be the best for both of them. They had obligations, they weren't free to love each other, and Natasha tried to stay faithful to Yuri. She'll try to choke her body's desire after Dave, because she wanted to believe it was just lust, nothing else.

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That afternoon was very long for David. He was braining and braining on the things that happened and what might have happened. He wanted Nat and he realised he slowly fell for her. Slowly but surely. He decided whatever happened he tries to see her that early evening. And he did so. It wasn't very difficult for him to sneak into the rehearsal.

He sat down in the last row. The shadows hid his figure, so no one could see him. He bent his head onto his lower arms as he leant forward to reach the back of the seat in front of him. He was just watching the ballerinas as they started to loosen up before the dance. He followed Natasha's soft movements as she sat on the floor and bent forward to stretch her back and leg muscles.

Dave was mesmerized again by her grace. He wanted her oh so badly, but all he could do was watching her from the distance that separated them.

Once he thought she noticed him when she looked straight in the direction he was, but no, she didn’t. She went on with her exercises.

He saw on her that she tried to focus more on the dance, but she made some mistakes. Dave felt the tension in her and knew he caused this. He sighed and left the hall just to take a walk with a cigarillo in his hand till the evening performance started.

He didn't go home, he was wandering by the river again. He bought a coffee at Starbucks and with that he sat down onto a bench in the nearby park.

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Meanwhile Natasha was sitting in the common dress room with her forehead in her palms.

"Okay, Nat, it's enough! Please tell me what's wrong with you!" she heard Tanya's worried voice and she looked up.

"Nothing, why do you ask it?"

"I'm not stupid, dear, I see something's wrong here... You're really tense."

"It's just a bad day..."

"I won't eat it. It's Dave, right? Something happened between you two, right?"

"Tanya, for God's sake! Please, not so loud!" she quickly checked their surroundings and looked back at Tanya. They didn't notice one of their fellow-dancers, who pretended that she was cleaning her face before doing her make up, but her ears were following the conversation. The others were chatting with each other or prepared their dresses.

“I don't want to talk about it, okay? Can you understand it, huh? You are very kind to ask but there is no way you could help. I will be over it soon, don't worry Tanya!”

"Alright, alright. No prob. Just let me know if you want to speak about it, okay?" she winked and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Okay. Thank you, you are kind."

She just shrugged and smiled again then left her there with her thoughts. She sighed and looked up to face herself in the mirror.

"Idiot" she said to herself.

Katja heard every single word. Though she didn't know too much about Nat and Dave, but what she knew was enough for her. She was in love with Yuri, but this love was one sided. And she thought the only obstacle in the way of their finding each other and happiness is Natasha. She was furious, Natasha was a cheater, he was seeing Dave while her fiancé was Yuri. Katja wanted justice, a plan started to form in her head.

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The performance flowed as usual, Natasha managed to get rid off the majority of her tenseness and strictly avoided to look at the usual seat where Dave was sitting. Naturally he came to see his ballerina, although she refused him earlier. It wasn't a question for him to come, so he just adored her from the shadows of the audience, and after the show he tried to speak with Natasha to apologize, but he just saw as she sat into a taxi with Tanya and drove away. Their eyes met for a moment, then she turned away and Dave was just standing there in the alley.

Now he was helpless. If Natasha doesn't want him he can't do anything against it. He cannot force her to love him. He slowly turned and walked to his car. At a red lamp they met again. When Dave looked out the open window of his car he got a glimpse of Nat in the yellow cab waiting in the other lane to the lamp turning green. Then it did and the driver gave speed.

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A few days'd passed. He forced himself not to go and watch The Swan Lake again. It was hard like hell. He tried to wipe her figure out of his mind. He was pacing in his flat like a lunatic - even Jen asked what was wrong with him, but he just barked something about a headache or something like that and grabbed his jacket to take a walk. He drank a coffee at the peers again, and was thinking about this whole situation.

The next time Dave looked up, he was standing in front of the theatre, where the rehearsals and the performances were held. He made a surprised look, but then he just sighed and with quick and quiet steps he disappeared in the building. He couldn't turn away and go home. He felt the desperate need to see his Natasha again. These few days were like hell without the sight of her.

She was already on the stage in the middle of the rehearsal dancing and in the breaks a guy was standing with her, talking to her in quite an imperative mode. Dave's blood was boiling. At first he couldn’t imagine who this guy could be, but after he did the light lit in his head, it must be Yuri, her fiancé she was talking about.

The man was nerd for Dave. She treated Natasha as he owned her. He seemed a bit tense and angry, but didn't raise his voice yet. Dave grabbed the arm of the chair harder when he saw as he forced Nat to look up at him by grabbing her chin and shoulder. She let herself without resistance.

He was patient enough to see the way she was struggling with him for another hour, but when the man started yelling at her and she finally began to cry in her frustration and embarrassment he left the building with quick steps.

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"Please, Yuri! Stop it!" she cried silently standing in the empty dressing room with her fiancé. "Don't torture me! I've told you everything!"

"I'm not that sure, Nat. You act weird lately" he grabbed her shoulders with cold fire in his grey eyes and forced her to step back till her back touched the wall "I won't let you..."

"Let me what? Yuri!"

"I won't let you cheat on me, Nat! You are mine! You belong to me!"

"Yuri, you scare me. That's not funny, please let me go! I've already told you I've just spoken with him a few times!"

“I'd get him killed if once again I saw you with him. I have my person here to watch you, who told me all. That one will keep an eye on you. Tomorrow I go back to Saint Petersburg and after the tour you too. Wanna or not you’ll come back! Did you understand it?” he shouted at her angrily holding her wrists so tight her fragile lil’ hands had almost broken.

She was shocked from the manly power he showed. Yes, he treated her harder a few times, but not like this! She felt herself powerless and tried to stop her sobbing.

"Please... Yuri, this hurts!"

"I don't care till you can't understand the situation! I won't let you play with me and my feelings, so answer me!" he leant closer, so their bodies touched.

At that moment some of the girls, among them Katja stepped in and they were staring them. Some in disbelief, but one with delight. Nat pulled her hands out of his and spitted the words with a sudden force what her engulfing anger raised in her:

“Now Yuri, listen to me, I had enough, I don’t want a violent man, you fucked our relationship up, it is over. Understood? Over!”

“Then you go from the ballet too, you slut, you!!” yelled Yuri at her.

“Very fine, I will, we'll see Yuri, we'll see…”

“And I, with my connections, will make sure that you won’t get a friggin’ job. You can go and be a go-go dancer or a call girl!”

This was the moment Nat walked away with head up high.

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But her strong behavior disappeared at the moment when she packed her things together and left the building. She found a deserted place by the Hudson and her tears started to flow unstoppable. She was sobbing hard. How could he say these things to her? She thought he loved her like she did! Then she was living in a lie for nearly 3 years? And now? What should she do? He can do it - he can really cut her chances in the ballet if he likes. But then what can she do? This is her life! She was dancing since her childhood. This was the only one thing she loved and could imagine to do in her future. Dancing was everything to her…

Nat was sitting on a bench and took out her cell. She called her sister and between sobs she told her everything what happened until now, asking what she should do now.

Dave as he was aimlessly wondering around heard a sweet voice he knew and this voice was speaking in Russian…

He couldn't understand a word, but he felt the desperate sadness from her voice as he was standing next to a tree behind her back. It was clear from her voice that she cried a lot. Dave didn't know what to do. Earlier she refused speaking with him, but what he'd seen in the theatre...

After she put her cell and hanky away Dave stepped to her and called her by her name. She lifted up her head rather surprised. But in the moment she saw Dave a relieved smile appeared on her face.

This gave him more courage and asked if it was okay to sit down next to her. She just nodded and looked away.

"You were crying. What did he do to you?" he asked in a soft voice.

She looked back surprised "How did you know... You were there?! Oh God!" she blushed in same.

“Yes, I was. I couldn't stay away from you. Not even after you rejected me. I couldn't Nat” and he smiled a sad smile on her.

“Oh David Dear, if you’d know what I feel. What I feel for you.”

“Well, tell me honey and I will know it.”

"I think... I think I need you, Dave..." she whispered as she slid her right hand into his palm, while she bent her head so her blond tufts could hide the half of her face.

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