The Life Changing Vacation

~Chapter 117~

Kristina's POV
I woke up in the middle of the night. I had to go to the toilet, but my door was locked.

"Fuck", I thought.

I texted her, because I really needed to go. She didn't answer. I tried to call her. I felt bad, but whatever. She was the one who locked me up. She still didn't answer. Suddenly, she called me back.

"What's wrong?", she asked.

"I have to go to the toilet", I said annoyed.

"Oops.. I'll unlock your door", Joanna said as she hung up.

I went to the toilet, and Joanna was waiting right outside the whole time.

"Ugh.. what the fuck?", I said when I came out.

"I can't let you try to kill yourself again", she said.

"You don't care about me", I said.

"I don't care about you? I let you have a friend! That now is dead, and I comforted you after her death. I locked you up to protect you!", she raised her voice.

"Stop act like you care about me! You use my suicidal thoughts as an excuse to lock me up and make my life a living hell", I said.

"I paid for your therapist sessions.. I trust you enough to let you go therapy.. and then you tell me I don't care about you", she said.

I had had enough. I snapped and broke down in tears. I missed Ava so much. I almost couldn't control myself.

"She was your friend for just a couple weeks, for goodness sakes!", Joanna said.

"Well, it didn't feel like a couple weeks", I said.

"Kristina, calm down", she said.

I tried to slap her, but she grabbed my hand and twisted it a little.

"You have 10 seconds to calm down", she said as she held my arm.

I hyperventilated.

"10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1", Joanna counted down.

"Fine", she said as she grabbed me and locked me in a little closet. I had claustrophobia so that didn't help me. I panicked. Joanna didn't let me out of the closet before 10:00 am.

Author's note
Lucas helped me plan this chapter.