I could barely escape from the washroom. There was no window after all. So, when I walked out of the washroom, Charter and Tobias were both waiting for me. Charter had a bruise on his face. And he was slightly crouching, letting me know that Tobias had kicked him. He kicked Charter because I told him he was making me uncomfortable.
How can someone who cares so much about me hurt me? How can he use me to get himself in power? Something was definitely wrong here. But then he hit me. He has made me bleed for almost three days now. How can someone love with so much toxicity? I was confused. I shook my head, walking back to the room where I was being held hostage.
"Can I speak with you for a few moments, Tobias?" I asked him suddenly. And he froze at the softness my voice held. He was so use
