The strength to resist

Chapter 8- Attacks after attacks

I went to see Jonathan and he was already cleaning and lifting fallen cabinets. I was relieved to see him not hurt.

"Man are you okay?" He asked, looking at me.

"Yeah I am fine. I didn't got hurt or anything." I answered confused.

"I don't mean that. How are you feeling?"

I must look crazy if he is asking this question. But no, I am not okay. First of all I think I saw my brother who I presumed... dead. And then Arthur who called me a monster, who shattered my heart told me he loved me? I felt like breaking down.

He smiled at me. "It's ok take your day off. Go to bed or I don't know what you do when you are sad. Just relax for a bit. Order from your Doc."

And so I left without objecting.

I collapsed onto my bed and stared at the ceiling.

Have I made a mistake? Do I still love Arthur? Or do I love Amelia? Does she even love me? Everything is so complicated. I pressed a pillow on my head and screamed once. Twice.

Suddenly the alarm rang a second time.

I groaned. I would sell my soul to have a normal day again. I looked out the small dirty window for answers.

Dorian and Jonathan bursted into my room. "They're here!" said Dorian. Who? Are the masked back? I looked at Jonathan for more answers.

"Ezra." Replied Jonathan and he pressed a knife into my hand.

"The bastard was waiting for the masked to attack so we'd be weaker." Dorian explained further.

"Do not open the door under any circumstances and if someone comes in, fight." Ordered Jonathan. Before I could say anything back they were gone.

I did as I was told. I was too scared to dare to fight. Minutes or hours had passed and I suddenly heard footsteps approaching. I jumped up. Someone kicked the door open.

"We found her!" shouted the one who had broken in the door. Three others joined him. One of them came closer and I hit him as hard as I could in his guts. He fell to the floor and the others came at me at the same time, grabbing my hands and legs.

They carried me to the dining hall like an animal they just had shoot.

Everything was destryed. There were holes in the walls and in the floor too. The wallpaper was covered in red. It was nothing like the attacks of the masked guys. The destruction was purposefull.

"I told you so! We don't have the girl." I heard Jacob say.

"Boss, we got her!" shouted one of the guys holding me. They threw me at his feet.

He laughed. Ezra laughed.

I tried to get up but he pushed me back down. "There you are." My heart beat faster.

I looked around. The dining hall was empty except for the table Jacob was sitting at. I saw a boy curled up on the floor in a corner. I looked startled when I realized who it was. Dorian?

Ezra noticed my glance and with a silent command Dorian was carried out. He didn't even struggle, but groaned softly.

There was no sign of Arthur.

Ezra squatted down and held my chin up so I had to look into his face.

"Where's Arthur?" I whispered.

"This is the first thing you have to say to me? Oh Darcy you give me so much sorrow..." he said shaking his head.

"Where is Arthur?" I repeated myself in a firm voice. "What have you done with him?"

He sighed, annoyed. "He's already waiting obediently in the van so we can go home."

"No. Look around you. You just bring destruction and despair everywhere you go. Is that really what you want?" I said trying to free myself from the grips of his fighters. I only hurt myself more, so I let it go again. He laughed.

"You can't really blame me can you? You can only blame yourself. If you hadn't left me this wouldn't have happened.

But I love you no matter what. You see? Come let's go home." The guards let go of me and they followed Ezra. But I didn't move.

"No." Ezra turned around.

"Excuse me?"

"Highland is not my home." I said in a firm voice.

"Don't be rediculous. Let's go."

"No." I continued to say.

"What did you teach her?" asked Ezra Jacob, clicking his tongue. "Then you leave me no choice" said Ezra. And with the hilt of his sword he knocked me unconscious.