POV; Vera
Riding back to the camp with Alex was one of the most painful things I've encountered. With every bump pain splintered up my side and arms. My ankle was burning and pulsed pain every time I bumped it on the bike.
"Hang on…" Alex said in my ear. I knew this was hard for him, and I couldn't bare to say anything. I knew what was happening. I knew what Alex was going to do… what he had to.
"What are you going to tell them?" I asked, my voice crackled from a dry throat.
"I have a plan…" he said.
We got back to the castle, and Alex carried me up to my room. My blood got all over his shirt, and I wanted to apologize, but my head started to swim. Loss of blood did things to your head. I told Alex this and he nodded. I found myself in my room, Alex tucking me in.
"I'll come back and we'll fix you up ok? I'll be right back." Alex said, putting another pillow behind my head. We both caught the sound of footsteps approaching, and saw Dani in the doorway. We both exchanged glances, knowing what he was here for.
"You'll be alright." He said.
"I'm thirsty."
"I'll get you some water." He said, and then followed Dani outside my door. I couldn't hear what they were saying. But I knew the subject. This was going to be hard for Alex. I had no idea what he was going to do, but I knew he had a plan. He always had a plan. I knew what must happen. It had happened before but with my Uncle. Alex knew what to do. The only thing about this time around… was that there were witnesses.
