Jessica's POV
A sharp knock echoed through the bathroom door.
“Jessica! What’s going on in there? Open up, or I’m breaking the door down!” Beck threatened.
His voice sounded tense and frightened.
I rinsed my mouth quickly, spitting out the blood and wiping my lips as best as I could.
“I’m fine!” I called out, trying to steady my breathing.
The doorknob rattled. “You don’t sound fine.”
I didn't reply as I took in another water, trying to wash out the remnants of the blood stuck in my teeth.
"That's it! I'm coming in."
I opened the door before he could do anything, forcing a smile onto my face. “I just choked on water, no big deal.”
Beck eyed me warily. “You sure?”
“Yeah, seriously,” I said, trying to act normal. “Now, unless you want to stand here all day…”
He was about to tur
