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Eva rushed over to dorm five, grateful to see that Frey and Dorian were actually staying in the same dorm, only in different rooms, on different floors. She toyed with the idea of going to see Frey first, just to ask him if he knew anything about this, but she wasn’t sure that was a good idea. She needed to talk to Dorian and, yet, she was afraid. She was petrified, actually, of the fact that what Katrina told her might be true and, now, everyone would know what she did. She didn’t care what they would think of her but she was also realistic, and she knew that Katrina could make her life a living Hell for the rest of her time here.
She walked into the dorm and looked around. It was arranged just like her dorm, so it was easy to find the room she was looking for.
Suddenly, she felt someone’s hand on her waist and she was about to punch that someone, when a familiar voice addressed her.
“Hey, gorgeous!”
It was Frey. It seemed that fate really wanted him on her side in all this.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“I’m looking for Dorian,” she told him.
“And here I was, hoping you came to see me,” he grinned, but immediately realized that she wasn’t in the mood for jokes. “Is everything alright?”
His hand was still pressing on her waist softly. She didn’t want him to take it away. She wanted to fall into his arms and cry out all of her frustrations, but this was neither the time, nor the place for that.
“No, it’s not,” she managed to say.
“What happened?” he asked, pulling her a little to the side, so that now, they were standing in the corner of the big hallway.
“I need to talk to Dorian about something very important.”
“He’s not here,” he told her. “I just saw him leave, he’s got practice.”
“On Thursdays?”
“They arrange it whenever they can, I don’t know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “I can take you there and you can talk to him if you’d like.”
He looked worried. She could see that much, but she didn’t want to tell him anything before she talked to Dorian. If it was true, maybe Frey was in on it and they had some kind of an agreement, and… Her head was about to burst. She felt a pressure like never before, and all she wanted was to be home, in her bed at grandma’s house, waiting for a soothing cup of cocoa to make her feel better and forget all about her problems. But, there was no bed, no soothing cocoa, and no grandma. She had to sort this shit out on her own, and that was exactly what she was planning on doing.
“No, I can go there by myself, thanks,” she told him gravely.
“I’m going,” he said, choosing not to pay attention to what she’d just said. “You look like something horrible happened and I’m definitely not going to stand back and let you sort this out on your own. You can count on me, Eva, seriously.”
A part of her wasn’t sure if she could trust him or if she should trust him, but her gut feeling was there. It kept assuring her that this was the right way to go.
Let him in.
“Okay, you can be there,” she finally told him, “but I need to do this on my own. So, just let me do the talking, unless I specifically ask for your help. Deal?”
“Deal,” he smiled, feeling relieved.
He took her by the hand and, together, they rushed over to the gymnasium. Neither of them said a word as they were walking, but their steps took on a unified rhythm which soothed her. Her hand in his, kept telling her that everything might be okay in the end. Maybe this really was a lie. Dorian would tell her the truth. They would all laugh about it, then plan their next meeting.
She sighed, lost in hope.
“Is it that bad?” he asked, squeezing her clammy hand.
“It’s pretty bad, yeah.”
“Wanna tell me?”
“You’ll hear when I tell it to Dorian.”
“Okay.”
He understood that there would be no changing her mind, so he didn’t even try.
