Chapter 14

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Evangelista's POV

I watched as Percy held her in his tight grip. I wanted to kill him. Just rip his fucking head off with my bare hands. I tried to get up but I couldn't with my broken leg. "Stay down." Eden whispered as she collapsed onto her knees, burying her head next to mine, continuing to cry. "What?" I whispered as I looked up and saw something sparkle in her pocket before she pulled out a silver stake. What the hell? Where did she get that from? Had she finally gone insane? I wanted to just get up, pull the stake away, and stake him myself.

"Shh! Pass out. Stay down" Eden whispered quickly as I nearly gasped out loud as I watched the stake slipped from her hand. It was probably from fear of what she was going to do. Luckily, she caught the stake and with the sleight of her hand, she concealed it and made it look like she was trying to get a grip on the floor. I try again to get up but nothing changed. I was still essentially useless and powerless. I closed my eyes when I saw him leaning over to bite her throat. But before I knew what was happening, I was blinded by a bright flash of light.

I couldn't see anything at all for about a good 30 seconds. When the light finally faded, I realized what had happened. Lissa had charmed a stake with spirit and staked Percy. He was Moroi again. When I finally saw him again, he was laying on the floor. Lissa was pressed up against the wall still shaking. She started to slowly step closer but Eden grabbed her and held her back, pulling her down towards us where we huddled in a corner.

Percy's POV

I lay on the floor not looking at anything. All the memories come crashing back and hit me like a freight train. The girl I drank when I turned, the girl from the bar, so many others. The worst of the memories was what I had done to Evangelista. I had taken her and locked her in a cold disgusting basement. I had abused and drinken from her. I shot her and broke her leg. I had come back to court to kill Lissa. I had killed Alberta. I sunk down lower refusing to look at anyone.

After a while, I felt a hand on my back. I dared a look and was met with big bright almond shaped brown eyes, looking at me with fear and anticipation. I look away from Evangelista but she pulls my face back. Her fear is accompanied by anger and hurt. "Where is he?!" she cries out and I don't need to look at her to know she is crying. "What have you done with Rhydian?!" I just turned away and listened to her crying.

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