Page 6 of Chaos
I still want to leave and hunt down the man who did this to her. His time is coming, and I will find him soon. He will suffer and pay for all that he has done to Serena.I look over at my brothers, and both are just as devastated as I am. Serena is hurt, and we couldn’t stop it. I hate this feeling that is taking over me.
I need to apologize to Serena. Tell her how I feel. Make things better. I decided at this moment that the second I see Serena again, I will never leave her side. I will be her dark knight, the one who protects her no matter what, even if it costs me my life. I will make that bastard pay for what he did to her. I will kill him with my own two hands. That is something I can promise.
The three of us sit in absolute silence, not knowing what to do or say. This all feels like a bad dream. One I can’t wake up from.
I turned to Zeus, needing to know if he was in a better mental state than he was when we entered the hospital. He is sitting so stiff and robotic-like. He has retreated to his old self, a hollow shell of a person. It has been so nice to see him finally breaking out of it, but if we ever lose Serena, I know we will lose him forever.
I want to go over to him, comfort him, reassure him that everything is fine, but I can’t find it in myself to get out of my chair to check on him right now. I can barely feel my legs.
So much adrenaline and anxiety are pulsing in me. I need something to get this out, but I can’t leave this hospital. I won’t until Serena does. Midas’s leg is bouncing up and down against mine. He is holding his phone in a death grip that I fear it will crumble in his hands.
Zeus gets up and, without thinking, punches a hole into the wall. He keeps punching until his knuckles are bloody and there is a massive hole. He lets out a soul-shattering scream before turning and facing us.
His heavy breathing is the only thing that could be heard in this small, confined room. You can practically hear the wheel turning in Zeus’s head as he goes over every detail, trying to find who could be behind all this.
That’s the ultimate question. Who is the stalker?
Needing some fucking answers, I take my phone out of my pocket and open the app for the cameras in her house. I click on the one for the living room and scroll back through the footage. I watch her and Evie sitting on the couch after coming back from the Halloween party. Evie gets a text, they hug, and she leaves the house. Serena turns some music on before tossing her phone on the couch and walks down the hall to her room. I continue watching the feed, hoping to see the guy enter the front door or something. A couple of minutes later, she runs out of the hall from her bedroom and into the kitchen with the masked man chasing her.
I change to the camera in her room and scroll back as far as I need. The room is dark. You can barely see anything except the outlines of her furniture. The window slowly starts to open, and the curtains are pushed aside. A man dressed all in black with a ski mask on sticks his head in the window, looks around before crawling into the room. Once he is fully inside, he just stays still. He stands by the window, motionless. He doesn’t look around or grab anything. He just waits, staring at the door.
Why isn’t he doing anything?
A few minutes later, Serena opens the door and turns the light on. When she sees him, she screams and turns to run. He moves just as quickly, wanting to grab her. I can’t see what happens next on that camera. I turn back to the living room camera and watch as she runs into the living room and grabs a vase off a table to throw it at him. It hits him on the shoulder but doesn’t slow him down. She looks around for something else, but there is nothing. She runs out of the living room and towards the kitchen. There are no cameras in there, so I can’t see what happens next, but I can guess from what we walked in on. Not much longer, we barged into the house and pulled our guns.
I shut down the app, vividly remembering what happened next. My mind will play tonight over and over until the day I die. The scream Serena let out when she was shot is something I will never be able to forget. The look of fear in her eyes made it so much worse. I know she thought she was going to die tonight. I know she was terrified, but she held her own. She looked strong, staring down the barrel of his gun. She looked like a queen even more at that moment.
As much as I hated seeing her like that, it just made me realize even more how much I wanted her. She is everything I could ever want in a woman. In a partner. In a wife. She is perfect and I won’t let her go. No one, not even my brothers, will keep her from me now.
There is this animalistic need in me now for her. That kiss at the party sealed that for me. That kiss was everything. I have never felt so much from just a kiss before. It was electric and all-consuming. It made my body feel weightless, but I also have never felt so strong before.
Midas’s normally perfect hair is sticking up all over the place. His eyes hold a darkness that I rarely see in them. I can see the revenge he is already planning forming in his eyes. A sick sense of joy fills me. Death and violence shouldn’t make me giddy, and normally it doesn’t. But in this instance, nothing would make me happier.
“Do you think it was Dante?” Zeus’s voice is quiet, but it’s deafening in the small room.
Dante?
No. It can’t be.
Maybe?
I am having a hard time justifying it, but it could be. The man we once knew is no more. He has done some questionable things over the years, but he wouldn’t stoop so low to hurt the person we care about to get back at us.
Would he?
Fuck. Maybe he would.
Midas
“Do you think it was Dante?”
No.
“Could be,” I replied, but the words are hollow.
Zeus looks lost as he mulls over my words. Odin glares down at his phone again. His face goes from anger to contemplating if it could be Dante. Zeus stares at the hole in the wall he put there before storming out of the room.
Odin and I both watch as he stomps down the hallway.
