Riley
When I was able to scrap myself off the ground, I looked back in the mirror. I quickly grabbed a hair tie and yanked my hair back. I couldn’t keep it down. That was unsafe. My hair was too easy to grab, to yank me around, to hold tightly as he would come from behind…
I quickly splashed cold water on my face as the fear twisted my stomach into knots. It rolled until the contents started to come up. I threw myself at the toilet, tears streaming down my face until my stomach had nothing left to remove. I stood up, my legs still shaking as I washed my face and brushed my teeth with the toothbrush I found.
I needed to stop thinking about them. I hugged the towel around me and carefully looked into my room after opening the bathroom doors. The door was still locked, just like how they p
