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“Tell Bonnie I love her!” he shouts and I start to panic big time.
What the FUCK is going on?
Carlo laughs loudly as Puck gets dragged one way and I the other. I keep fighting against the guard, but suddenly everything goes black as I’m knocked out.
I wake up in my room with a banging headache, but I’m not sure if that’s because of the concussion or trying to make sense of everything that happened. All I know is I need to get to Bonnie to check that she’s okay and find out where they’ve taken Puck. And where the fuck is Dax?
Approaching my door, I breathe a sigh of relief to find it’s unlocked and quietly make my way through the house, attempting to get to Bonnie’s room first. Before I can go any further, I hear a gunshot. Loud and clear ringing through the house, coming from the cells downstairs.
I run. I run faster than I ever have in my life, bombarded by thoughts of Puck being tied up down there and dead on the floor. But why? Why would they do that to him?
Coming up to the end of the hallway, I freeze, halting in front of a portrait of the District families. Voices are travelling up the stairs from the cells and I strain my ears to hear the conversation.
“Right, now that that’s dealt with, let’s get one thing straight. No one knew about her anyway apart from the people on the grounds. We’ll tell a story about some tragic accident. King will come around. Puck is dealt with and no one will ever hear about the pregnancy. Understood?”
I hear mumbles coming from the people around him, but the words that just came out of my father’s mouth are swirling a mile a minute around my head.
No one knew about her. Puck’s dealt with. Pregnancy. What the fuck?
Carlo and four men appear from the doorway and my father hands his gun over to one of them.
“Now clean this and take it away before anyone sees. And someone bury her body discreetly, for Christ's sake.” The words fly from Carlo’s mouth so casually.
My heart stops.
My world stops.
Has Carlo just murdered Bonnie? My sister? His own daughter?
Carlo turns from his men and halts in his steps, locking eyes with me, a look of murder shadowing his features. Although that could have already been there before.
“King. Haven’t I told you to never eavesdrop on a conversation not meant for you to hear? There will always be consequences, Son.”
I see red. A huge tidal wave of anger courses through each and every vein, and I charge at him.
Two men come forward and hold me back as I fight and rage at my father.
“How fucking dare you. You murderer. How could you?” I yell, tears falling from my eyes.
“Grow up, King,” Carlo spits.
“She was your daughter. MY SISTER!”
“She was no child of mine. Getting herself knocked up by the help’s son no less. She deserved it. So did he,” my father replies so calmly, like this isn’t a big deal.
“I’ll make you pay for this!” I shout back. He will never get away with this.
“You will tell no one, King.” He looks me dead in the eyes, a sudden threat lacing his tone.
“Try me,” I challenge. Iwillavenge my sister and Puck.
My father holds my stare for a beat, thinking over his options. I’m sure he’d happily kill me right now, but then there’d be no heir to his stupid District and that is more important to him than anything.
“He can have the same fate as Puck.”
He dismisses me and walks away, the two guards dragging me down the hallway before I’m knocked out again on the back of my head.
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