Novel & Cerita I Was Crazy Once They Locked Me In A Room

But as I stood up, intending to get some water and clear my head, I noticed something strange. The door didn’t open. I frowned, turning the handle again, harder this time. It didn’t budge. Panic began to rise in my chest as I pulled at the door, yanking it with all the strength I could muster. It was no use. The door was locked. Locked. He had locked me in. I couldn’t believe it. Atlas, who had always been so kind and understanding, had locked me in this room like a prisoner. I pounded on the door, my anger flaring. “Atlas! Open this door right now!” I yelled, my voice echoing in the empty hallway outside.

Beauty’s pov The chaos erupted like a storm, a furious tempest brewing just beyond my locked door. I was still under room arrest, a strong cage of my own making, for the foolish choices I’d made. Thankfully Oliver was merciful enough not to let me rot in the dungeon. Rather he kept me here and I was being fed well. The only thing was that I’ve not left the four walls of the room. But the shouting, the frantic calls, the pounding of boots – it was impossible to ignore. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drummer urging me to action.

Time to be Cookie again! NEXT DAY 'What the fuck! Who the hell locked me out of my room!!!' The shout made me fly out of bed. I sighed and rubbed my eyes, where am I? I looked around and remembered that when Ted went out for mafia business, I walked into his room, locked the door and blocked the door with everything my hands could reach. Let the torment begin! 'Who's in there!' 'Go away, Coco, you are disturbing me! Fuck off!' I shouted.

“Are you crazy?! You locked me in?!” No one answered. I stepped back, chest heaving, hands shaking. My eyes scanned the room like it was some sort of cage. I felt like a wild animal trapped in a glass box. “Reflect?” I repeated bitterly, pacing. “You want me to reflect?” I laughed. Then I screamed into the pillow. Then I kicked the chair near my desk and watched it fall sideways. I hated them.

I yelled, “JUST FUCKING LET ME GO.” I had to exit this place before my mother found me. Before she locked me up again and I had no way to escape. “I am not letting you go until you tell me what the hell you're planning on doing this time,” he said, staring into my eyes. “I am not planning anything,” I hissed, “I woke up this morning to find I was in a hotel room that I cannot remember ever entering, and when I tried to leave the door was locked and now… Just leave me the fuck alone.”

It was dimly lit with no windows, just ACs hanging at every corner of the extra large room. The walls were colorful like an artist's gallery. There was a bed and chair in the middle of the room. I walked in slowly, still uneasy, but I didn't flinch. "You may sit." Dom muttered, but I didn't sit. While I was still scanning the room, Dom suddenly stepped out of the room and slammed the door shut behind me. I jumped at the sound. I rushed to the door and turned the knob, but it was locked. “Dom? Dom, what are you doing?” I shouted, pounding the door with my fist.

I waited to hear the door get locked from outside— before I rushed into the bathroom to vomit the medicines. Dominick was really a cruel man for making me do this to myself. I returned back to the room, angry and frustrated by everything. I have never been this isolated before. I valued my freedom and I wanted to get that. I only realized that Dominick had a CCTV camera installed in the room. I knew he must be watching me by now. I went straight for the camera. "What do you want from me, Dominick Castillo?" I yelled. "I cannot be kept here all day. Let me out of this room"

I jumped off it like a spring. I was alone in the room, but I didn't want to stay there. However, as I suspected, the door was locked. I kicked against the door like a madwoman until it opened, and I fell on my butt on the floor. Nikolay was once again in front of me, with a cold and penetrating gaze. I got up to go to the bed and huddle with my chin on my knees, while he turned around to lock the door again, but he stayed inside the room.

I shouted as loud as I could with massive anger emitting from me despite the tears streaming down my cheeks. My legs were weak, but I still forced myself to stand with the help of those dirty and wet walls filled with mold. Yuck! I tried to make as much noise as I could by trashing everything I could feel and making a mess in this room they locked me in as if it would get messier than it already was.

Luna's Pov I was going crazy. Or, that was how my mind wandering aimlessly made me feel at least. Never in my life had I been this holed up. After the breakfast turned interrogation session, I had remained in my room doing nothing other than sleeping and thinking, none of them doing me much good. I had managed the entire day inside my room and now, I felt I was going to go out of my mind if I did not get out. A major reason I did not want to go out was because of the two people that were just waiting to hack off my head. That and the fact that I was still a very unliked stranger but eventually even those were not good enough.