THE TRINITY

9.

STORMI

I've been avoiding Landon for the rest of the week. I didn't speak to him at all in class and I haven't bumped into him outside of class. Lucky for me, he hasn't made an effort to talk to me anyway so it's not like it's been hard. I haven't had another bandana man incident so maybe they're giving up.

I was going to go to class today, but I don't have the energy. It's Friday and I've been struggling with my anxiety more than usual since the last time I talked to Landon. I deserve to skip so I'm going to the cafe up the road for some matcha.

I know Landon said I have to go with one of the guys if I go off campus, but I don't care anymore. It's only right around the corner, a super short walk. Landon Knight can kiss my ass.

I went into the café, ordered my drink and received it. I'm already on my way back. See that was quick and easy. Nothing to worry about.

At this point I'm just talking myself out of another panic attack.

JoySucker: Why aren't you in class?

I am not talking to this asshole, and I don't owe him an explanation. I walked back on to the campus and towards my building. See, perfectly safe. I'm going to be okay.

JoySucker: Stormi

He texted again. I opened it trying to decide if I wanted to reply but quickly locked my phone back before I unlocked my dorm walking in.

Stormi: Read 8:03 am✔

I walked into the room and closed the door, locking it back. I walked through the small living space and to my bed and noticed my desk drawer was opened about halfway.

I know I didn't leave it open because it would have driven me crazy, and if it was like that before I left. I would've noticed. I sat my drink down and opened the drawer to see if anything was out of place, but nothing was.

My phone buzzed and I clicked the side button assuming it was Landon again when the screen lit up my heart sank.

Unknown: Need a reminder that you can't escape this?

My eyes widened and I felt nauseous. Not this shit again.

Stormi: Screw you

I rolled my eyes. I'm over it.

Unknown: That's no way to speak to someone who has a key to your dorm.

They have a key?

How did they get a key?

At this point I'm equally fuming and scared. I don't know what's going on but I'm so tired of being anxious, tired of being scared, and tired of being told what to do. A banging on my door made me jump and my heart rate picked up.

I shut the drawer and walked to the kitchen grabbing a knife. I walked over to the door hiding the knife behind my back just in case it's Mel or someone. I would hate for her to see it and freak out.

"Who is it?" I called before unlocking it.

"Open the fucking door" Landon banged again. I rolled my eyes and swung the door open.

"What?"

"Why aren't you in class?" He welcomed himself into my dorm.

"Didn't feel like going" I murmured following him.

"You couldn't have said that when I texted you?" He leaned against the kitchen bar crossing his arms.

"Why would I do that?" I rolled my eyes, setting the knife back in the wooden holder since I won't be using it at the moment.