Chapter 112

BRIANNA'S POV

The coldness on my skin was making me uncomfortable, and when I went to roll over into one of the boys I was met with a cold floor. My eyes shot open and I quickly realized that I wasn't in our room. The floor was a rough concrete that was tinged with different colours, the bed was made of pillows, and the boys were nowhere to be found. 

My shirt had twisted around my body in the short descent to the floor, which meant someone had dressed me, but more importantly, I was in a cell of sorts with metal bars. So many questions were rolling through my head, but all I could think about was getting out of this cell as fast as possible. 

My body was at the bars before I could even think about it and when I grasped them to try and bend them to my will, it burnt my hand. It felt like a hot pan had been