Rebecca
I shut myself in my room, but not by choice. I didn't want to see those witches.
"Julie, could you please bring my food up? I'll be eating in my room," I said, trying to hide my frustration.
"Noted, Miss Rebecca," Julie responded meekly, still shaken from the threats Cole had passed out last time.
I rolled over in bed, my hand hovering over Dr. Jenna’s number. I wondered what she was doing. Had she left this place already? And if so, where was she? Could she even help me with what I needed? I scrolled down, looking at the contacts saved under ‘Mother’ and ‘Father,’ the old numbers we’d memorized in case of an emergency. But it didn’t matter now. Since I left, they hadn’t contacted me.
I sighed and sat up. “I really don’t have anyone to call,” I muttered to myself.
Suddenly,
