Mia p.o.v.
“ Open the f*****g door…” I screamed, banging on the door, but nobody replied.
Turning around, I tried to find something to break the door, but there is nothing. No weapon. No sharp object, no heavy object. Nothing, which I can use as a weapon.
There are just clothes, makeup, books, paint, and canvas. It feels like, I am merely some doll or pet whom they can trap like this. My blood boils in anger. I want to get out from here now.
A heard the gunshot far away from the room. I am uncertain whether it is a gunshot or not because the voice came from far away. But still, I cannot just stay here like this, knowing that something bad can happen to someone I care about.
I wanted to know the truth from Tyler myself. And no one can hurt him, except me.
I kept looking at the r
