|| Book 1 of the Syndicate Series || [Standalone]
When young Diovanna is framed for something she didn't do and is sent off to a "boarding school" she feels abandoned and betrayed. But one thing was for sure, this boarding school was no ordinary sc...
Song~ In Your Arms - Sombr ⚠️TW: mentions of violence⚠️
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The eight of us leave the club and head towards the cars. The new girl- Amara- constantly telling me to give her, her cousin.
I don't. I really could not give two shits who this girl says she is. If Dove can't confirm it, I won't believe it.
Casandra may trust them but I sure as hell don't.
"Here!" Casandra shouts at the four girls, throwing them Doves car keys since they apparently called an Uber to bring them to the club.
I don't care, but I know Dove needs a doctor.
The four girls walk to Doves car after saying they will follow us. I slip into the back seat of Casandra's Lamborghini as she sits in the front seat with Atlas.
I notice the other girls following close behind us, going way over the speed limit like Atlas.
Well, that mission turned to shit. But she still pulled it off.
We drive in silence until Dove suddenly starts to move in my arms. She blinks a few times before her eyes land on me. A fearful expression takes over her face.
I don't know if it was my face or the gravity of the situation but in that moment Dove jumps off my lap and moves to the far side of the back seat away from me.
She brings her knees to her chest and buries her head in between her knees. She begins rocking back and forth slightly.
What did they do to you όμορφο κορίτσι?
"Dove?" I call out. No response. She doesn't even look.
I hear her ragged breaths and they are coming out labored.
Panic attack.
"Dove, you're okay, you're safe" I repeat over and over as I turn my body to fully face her, unbuckling my seat belt to be able to try and help her quicker.
Casandra is looking at us with concern written all over her face. Atlas speeds up even more trying to get to the house.
"She is having a panic attack" Casandra tells me. No shit. Alright, I'm good at helping with panic attacks.
No I'm not, I've only ever dealt with my panic attacks, how the hell do I help her?
"Dove, can you breathe for me love? Come on όμορφο κορίτσι, you're doing so good" I praise her.
I think her breathing begins to slow. Yea that's it.
"Dove, I won't touch you if you don't want me to, but I don't want you moving too much. I don't know if you're hurt, okay?" I explain as softly as I can.
She nodded her head, still having it buried in her knees.
"Dove? Can I touch you? I just want to look at the cut on your arm." I tell her gently. I didn't want to take off the jacket I put around her and look at her unless she was comfortable.
