Trapped

30.

The next morning I was the first one to wake up, I had nothing to do and I wanted to get Erin to the doctor so I decided I was going to wake the others up so that we could go. I woke up Grant and asked him to pack up the few things we had with us while I woke up Erin.

"Erin," I said and shook her lightly. "Erin," I said a little bit louder when she didn't move, "Erin!" I shouted and shook her a bit harder, but she didn't budge. Grant came to my side and he inspected her.

"She's not breathing," he said. My heart stopped when Grant spoke, it was like the world around me no longer existed.

"Well maybe we need to do compressions to get her breathing again," I said and started pressing her chest.

"No girly, that won't help her, she has no pulse. She's dead." He said and lowered his head. I felt a deep and undeniable pain in the pit of my stomach and tears threatened to escape form my eyes, but I blinked them away. I hated crying in front of people, especially strangers, which is the only reason why I wasn't sobbing. I held my breath to try and deal with the wave of emotions that flooded over me in that exact moment. I was heartbroken, shocked, angry and terrified at the same time.

Millions of thoughts flooded my mind and I held my head in my hands to try and stop my sudden headache. How was I going to break this news to Megan? How was I going to tell Erin's parents? What was I supposed to do with her body? I should have taken her to the doctor the night before, I should have gone back into the castle to find a proper bandage. One emotion that stood out from the rest was my sudden hatred towards Zac.

I stood up, shook my head; "What do we do now?" I asked Grant.

"Well, I think we need to send her off to the next place, she deserves to be properly buried," he answered.

"You're right, but I have to go get my friends so that they can say goodbye too," I said and Grant nodded in understanding.

"Alright, I will take care of her and get her sorted for a proper funeral, you can go get your friends and meet me here tomorrow afternoon, I will wait here for you" he said.

"Grant, I'm sorry about this, I know you really want to get back to your family. I really don't know how to thank you for everything," I said and gave him a hug.

"Don't  worry about my family, they haven't seen me in years, what's one more day," He said with a shrug, but I could see that he was sad. I thanked him again and then I was off to Florendale.

 When I finally got there, I went to look for Zac. I searched around town until I saw a familiar looking brown haired boy. He was standing at a stall looking at the food like a hungry dog. My hatred towards him became more intense when I saw him and I walked to him with determination. When I was only a few feet away from him he saw me and his face was filled with relief. 

"Luna I'm so glad you're-" I cut him off by swinging my fist at him and punching him right in the nose. He yelped and rubbed his bleeding nose.

"That's for Erin," I said and then waited for him to face me again.

"What are you ta-" I interrupted him with another punch and this time I hit him on his cheek. 

"And that one is for leaving me alone to fend for myself," I said and then I glared at him and pulled my hand back to throw another punch his way, but when I saw the way he ducked and apologized I suddenly felt guilty. I was letting my anger get the best of me again and deep down I knew that I did not want to be this person. Somewhere below all my feelings of hatred, sadness and shock there was a part of me that cared about Zac. It was a very very small part, but I could not deny that it was there.