“What are you doing out of bed?” A nurse rushed into the room.
“I need to leave.”
“You need to lie down.”
I tried to move away from her but she stepped in front of me.
She pushed a button by my bed and two big male nurses came into the room. One was holding a syringe.
No, not again.“Get away from me.” I wanted to scream and throw things, but my knees were weak. I was seconds away from collapsing, but they stabbed me with the syringe anyway.
Everything was blurry as they got me back in bed.
“Try to rest,” the first nurse said.
I looked back down at the empty spot on my finger where the ring Matt had given me had been. I’d thought I had it all figured out. I’d thought I’d be a Caldwell and live happily ever after.
But I’d always be a Pruitt.
Runaway - Chapter 3
Saturday
I was in a new room now. One without a window. My dad must have been worried I’d try to escape again. So he was keeping me prisoner in a windowless cage.
But I didn’t have any visitors. None of the nurses told me anyone was trying to reach me. Which meant my dad didn’t really have anything to worry about. Where would I go? Kennedy hated me. Isabella was trying to kill me. My friend Felix was in jail because of me. I looked down at where my ring once sat. Matt didn’t love me anymore.
I had nowhere to go.
And I was tired.
I closed my eyes tight, wishing I could wake up from this hell.
Everything hurt. Every single inch of my body. But nothing hurt as much as my heart. It felt like it was shattered in a million tiny pieces.
I closed my eyes tighter.
I was familiar with this feeling. I’d felt the same way when my mom passed away. And I’d felt it again when I lost Uncle Jim.
It felt like…loss. Unsurmountable loss. I felt my tears trail down the sides of my face, falling into my hair.
I couldn’t do this again. I just wanted to let go. Matt and Kennedy’s words swirled around in my head.
“You’re just like Isabella.”
“My life isn’t a fucking fairytale like yours, Brooklyn.”
“I guess we’re both liars.”
I’m a monster.A whimper escaped my throat.
Why couldn’t it all be a dream? Why couldn’t I wake up?
Runaway - Chapter 4
Monday
“You need to eat,” the nurse said as she set down another tray of food beside the one I hadn’t touched from this afternoon.
