Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: 129-The Cozy Cabin

Helanie:

"Come on, lean on me," Jenny said the moment she walked in and saw my state. She immediately went into full commando mode.

I had been in the bathroom for what felt like ages, staring at the blood pooling between my legs. The sight alone was enough to make me feel faint. Then, out of nowhere, I broke down crying—overwhelmed with fear.

The first person to check on me was the last person I expected: Lamar.

Strangely, I trusted him. Somehow, he managed to calm me down just enough to bring Jenny to me.

Now, Lamar was waiting outside while Jenny did her best to take care of me. She cleaned my legs and coaxed me to stand, her voice firm but kind, trying to encourage me. She wanted to get me out of there to get Lamar’s help, though I had no idea what they had planned.

"I don’t want to go to any hospital," I whispered, clinging to Jenny’s shoulder for support.

"You don’t have to," she assured me, her tone steady and comforting.

The next few minutes were a whirlwind. Jenny helped me out of the bathroom, and Lamar was waiting just outside the corridor. Without a word, he scooped me up into his arms and began rushing downstairs. Jenny followed close behind, running to keep up.

The academy’s dark, narrow corridors seemed endless, their vintage wallpaper and massive windows casting eerie shadows in the dim light. The faint smell of chemicals wafted through the air as we passed classrooms where senior students were studying herbs and poisons.

I could hear Lamar’s heart pounding—quick and loud in the silence. His grip was steady, but his urgency made him keep going.

Finally, I saw the light streaming from the exit ahead, and relief washed over me. We had made it out without being stopped.

But just as Lamar was placing me in Jenny’s car—a car I didn’t even know she had parked right outside—a voice called out to him, stopping him in his tracks.

"What is going on?" Kaye’s voice cut through the tense air as he tried to peek over Lamar’s shoulder to get a glimpse of me. I felt a pang of guilt—every time he saw me, I was with someone else.

"Umm, Helanie wasn’t feeling well, so we decided to take her out for a meal," Jenny stepped forward, her voice steady as she tried to explain. Lamar, on the other hand, was silent. I could only imagine why.

"Step aside. Let me take a look," Kaye said firmly, gesturing for Lamar to move away from the car door. As he approached, I instinctively pulled Lamar’s jacket tighter around my legs, shielding myself.

"Can we please leave?" I whispered the moment Lamar stepped aside.

Kaye’s steps halted, and I could see the hurt flash across his face.

"Fine. You can leave—with me. I’ll take care of—"

"No!" I interrupted before he could finish, shaking my head desperately. "I want to go with my friends." My voice trembled with guilt.

"Helanie—" Kaye closed his eyes, took a breath, and then looked at Lamar. Of course, my choice of friends would be questioned.

"Can we please leave?" I repeated, more urgently this time, sweat beading on my forehead.

"Fine," Kaye grunted after a tense pause. "But Lamar—you’d better take care of her."

With that, he stepped aside. Jenny climbed into the car, followed by Lamar, but Kaye lingered outside. His eyes stayed fixed on me, filled with unspoken emotions, until we drove out of sight.

Exhausted, I leaned against Jenny’s shoulder, letting my eyes close. Silent tears slipped down my cheeks as I listened to them talk, thinking I was asleep.

"I’ll arrange for someone to come take a look at her," Lamar said, his voice low and firm.

"My cabin will be fine for her," Jenny replied, her words spilling out quickly. "It’s a gift from my dad—a private space in the rogue community. There are plenty of guards outside, so she’ll be safe there. But I just need to know something—what do you think happened?"

Her voice was breathless, and though I couldn’t see her face, I could imagine the worry etched across it.

"Jenny! You’ll need to console her," Lamar said, his voice tight with tension. "There’s no easy way to put this, but with that much blood—and her current state—I think... she’s lost the baby."

The moment I heard those words, my eyes flew open. A wave of anguish hit me, and I began sobbing uncontrollably.

Jenny wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a hug, while Lamar turned away, staring out the window. His fists clenched and unclenched, his jaw tight as though wrestling with his own demons.

It was strange seeing him like this. He looked so worried, so... human. It was hard to believe this was the same person who once wanted me dead.