Taken

"Summer." A bang sounds at the door across from where I'm sitting. "Open this fucking door." Ezra growls. The vibrations of his hands making contact with the door startles me, causing me to jump in my own skin. Closing my eyes, I push myself back so my back makes contact with the shower wall.

"If I have to kick this door in, your punishment will be a million times worst." A warm drop of water falls onto my bare thigh. I didn't realize that I was crying until now. My face is stone cold. My throat feels clogged as a small whimper leaves my dry, cracked lips.

"Please just leave me alone." Is the only words I can push out. Just as the words leave my lips the banging stops.

Silents fall throughout the bathroom. I could hear his retreating footsteps down back into the hallway. It doesn't sound like he went too far. He's probably waiting for me to think that he's gone so when I walk out he could just jump on me.