*****Erika’s POV*****
We ran to my room, it was Paula and I doing the running, the doctor walked hastily behind us. I just hoped nothing had happened to Kat. There had been so much blood. They had badly wounded her. Knowing Kat, I knew she would have refused to back down.
Kat did not believe in running away from a fight. She was always willing to stand her ground and fight to the end, even if it meant losing her life in the process. She had this belief that it was better for one to die honorably than live as a coward.
Kat, you’re not a coward, you should have ran from them. You should have not bothered fighting, or you should have called for us. You should have ran to us and we’ll would have fought it as one. Please Kat, stay strong, I cried within as I said these words to myself.
Paula ran ahead and pushed open the door, it was empty. I followed behind and frowned. “Where’s Kat?”
Paula was already out of the room. “Where’s your brother?”
I increased my pace to meet up with her. “Let’s go to his room.”
I led the way, still running. I ran up the stairs. His room was on the floor below mine. I was not one who liked climbing the stairs which was why I chose one of the rooms downstairs as mine. Jace did not mind and chose his upstairs. I bounded up the long flight of stairs, leaping two steps at a go.
I met him halfway up. “Where’s she?”
“In my room. Was coming to see…” I did not even let him finish, I ran past him and got to his room. It was very big. Even bigger than mine some.
Lying on the king sized, four poster, dark themed bed was Kat. His bed was soaked with her blood. She had passed out. Panic rose. “Doctor!”
“Right here, Your Highness.” The man was just walking inside, he was breathless and looked tired from all the running and step climbing. But that was not my concern right now.
“She has lost consciousness.” I could not hide the panic in my voice.
Paula cane to hold me close, wrapping me in a warm, comforting hug. And knowing she needed it too as Kat was not just my best friend, but hers too, I held her too in comfort. We both comforted each other and watched as the doctor tried to check her pulse.
“Is she going to be okay, doc?” Paula asked. I was too scared to, I did not want hear the doctor declare bad news as he’d declared on my dad.
I looked to see just Jace standing close to the bed, his face read of many emotions — from pain to anger to regret to sadness to torture and the list went on and on. He had caused this. This was all his fault.
The doctor came In then with two nurses trailing behind, each handling one medical device or the other. He quickly fixed the IV and made sure it was dripping into her veins. He took a scissors and tore her rib side that was gushing with blood. I stood and went with shaky legs, Paula tried to pull me away but I would not allow it.
“Remember you can not stand the sight of blood.” She reminded me.
“I have to go see. To make sure Kat is fine.”
She pulled me back. “Kat will be fine. She’s in capable hands.”
I halted and squeezed Paula’s hand tight. I did not want to seat while my best friend was receiving treatment. “I need to know who did this, P. I need to fish them out.”
“But you have to be careful, Rika. From the look of things, whoever that’s behind is might also be behind your father’s current predicament. This is not a fight, Rika. This person is ready to kill. We just need to know why.”
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