I'm done.
I have nothing left to throw, and nothing left to say.
The three of them turn toward the door, and something lurches in my chest.
"Where are you going?"
They stop.
My voice came out before I decided to use it. I thought they’d tie me up and torture me, but this torture hurts in all the ways they can’t see. I don’t want to be alone here. They can’t just fucking leave me right now. And I hate that I don't want them to leave.
They open the front door, and my gut sinks.
"I just asked where the fuck are you guys going?"
They turn around.
"You're ours now," Theo says.
The words land right in my chest. I haven’t felt like I could cry since they came into my dorm, but right now I could cry.
They walk out the front door. It closes behind them.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I whisper to an empty room.
I hear the door lock.
No.
I sit for exactly three seconds, waiting for them to come back. They don’t.
Then I'm off the bed.
I cross the room and grab the door handle. I twist it and pull, but it doesn't move. I try again — both hands, all my weight — and it doesn't move. I press my ear against it, and I hear nothing on the other side, no footsteps, no voices, nothing.
I try the handle one more time.
Nothing.
I turn around and look at the room. The string lights. The one window above the nightstand and the larger one on the far wall overlooking the water. I go to the far one first — the bigger one, the one with the view of the lake sitting black and still.
I try to push it up.
It doesn't move.
I look at the frame. It’s bolted, drilled into the wood on both sides. I realize that they planned this out, and that sends something white hot through my entire body.
I go to the other window where I can see them. I bang on the glass with both palms.
Outside on the gravel, three figures in black move toward the car.
"Hey!" I hit the glass harder. "Hey — unlock the front door! You can’t just fucking leave me—"
They stop and turn to look at me. I still can’t see their eyes because of the stupid fucking masks. They look at me for a moment, then turn back around and get in the car together.
"What the fuck!" I hit the glass with both fists. "Come back here! Come back—"
The engine starts.
