“Darius, we’re going to go look for Daria,” I say slowly, and his eyes shutter at the mention of her name.
“What happened?” I ask carefully, trying to stop myself from jumping to conclusions, and causing undue panic.
“You can’t say anything,” Maddox’s guard says, and I can’t stop myself from shooting him the evil eye, before I march over to Darius.
“Tell me, please, I need to know if she’s okay.” He hesitates, and I take it to mean the worse. My fist hits his chest, twice, before he captures it.
Maddox rushes over and pulls me into his arms, while I try my hardest to keep it all together.
“Emmet is on his way, but it’s okay, Miss Carter. Everything will be okay.”
It feels like hours pass, but really, it’s only been minutes before Emmet makes his way over to us.
I can’t speak, and even Maddox is remaining silent as we watch him.
“Come on, I’ll take you both to her.”
“Is she okay?” Maddox asks with a choked voice, and his face looks grim, in my opinion at least.
“She will be. Just come with me, and I’ll explain on the way.”
He starts walking, and we walk either side as he takes us around the outside of the Academy. I already know where we are going, and I don’t even care which doctor is on rotation today.
“She was found in the swimming pool. She was fully dressed and we don’t know how long she was there before Jake found her. She’s alive, but she hasn’t woken up yet.”
We arrive at the medical center, and he leads us to her room.
“Go in, Maddox. I just need a minute,” I say on a sob, and he nods his head before disappearing into the room.
I turn to Emmet and throw my arms around his shoulders. He goes stiff, before he relaxes, and holds me tightly against his chest.
“It’s going to be okay. Jake said she responded to him once he gave her CPR. The doctor thinks she just needs her rest. She will be okay, Luna, and I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t believe it to be the truth.” He strokes his hand over my hair, as I allow myself to fall apart. But only for a few moments. She needs me to be strong, and that’s what I will be.
“Find who did this, Emmet, please. Find them and make them pay.” I look up at him through watery eyes, and he wipes away the tears on my cheeks.
“Don’t worry, I have every intention of doing just that. I’m sick and tired of this psycho thinking they can get away with everything. I’m not taking it anymore, and if my father doesn’t put an end to it, then I will. They want the Prince, then they’re going to him.”
I wipe my face on my top, before stepping back and walking into D’s room. Maddox vacates the chair, and I sit beside her. Holding her hand in mine and praying to whoever is above to let her be okay.
I hope Emmet finds them, and I couldn’t care less about what he will do.
Because to put it simply, I’m in love with the Devil. And I don’t think I’m ever going to stop.
To be continued...