7. School can wait

Jordan Miller

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It had been hours. I didn't know how many hours, but I knew it had been hours. I couldn't even tell the fucking time because when I patted myself for my phone, I couldn't find it. I didn't realize it when Alessandro took it.

All I could do was sit on the cold ground, trying my hardest not to freak out when I saw white everywhere I looked in the windowless room.

I was bored, I was hungry, I was thirsty, and most importantly, I was going out of my fucking mind. My throat was scratchy and parched. I'd screamed a lot when I realized that Alessandro had actually locked me in this room.

I closed my eyes and tried to imagine various colors. That was what I'd been doing for the past hours. Had it been a day already? I couldn't tell because the room had remained the same since I was thrown in here.

I looked over my body, gritting my teeth. I didn't realize it, but I'd been scratching myself, and I'd retained bruises from the scratching. It wasn't something new, but it wasn't