“C’mmmmon, baby. You know youuuu missed me,” he slurs.
But the words hardly register. I’m shaking all over. With cold. With shock. And maybe even with fear.
I pull the towel I just hung up off the hook and wrap it around me, needing coverage. Needing warmth.
What the hell? What. The. Hell.
My heart is pounding in my ears, and even over the sound of panic, I hear him climb off the bed and move slowly across the floor of my room. And then the accordion door rattles on its tracks.
I nearly jump clean out of my skin.
His voice crowds the doorsill. “Gret, hhhoney, I missed you effery day. Effery… fuhkin… day.”
I try to get a hold of my breathing. He’s not trying to pull it open. Which is a good thing. He could rip the barrier down with a firm tug if he wanted to.
Even so, my heart is jackhammering like never before.
I lick my lips and swallow, the dryness in my mouth making it hard to speak.
“Josh. You’re scaring me. I’m going to lock myself in the toilet stall. I need you to get out of my room.”
I waste no time shutting myself into the water closet and pressing the little button on the doorknob. I listen, but at first I hear nothing. No movement. No reply.
And then he thuds against the locked door. I swallow a scream.
“Don't mean ta ssscare you, bae. I jus… I jus—” His voice breaks and then a sob rends the air. And then another. “Ssso sorry… sssooo… sorry.”
He’s full on bawling now. And I’m trapped. Naked in the bathroom.
I don’t see how this could get any worse.
Until it does.
Because that’s when I hear the crunch of footsteps on gravel outside before theclunkand squeak of the fifth wheel door.
Zach.
“Greta?”
“Zach? In here!”
“Greta?!” Panic pitches his voice. I hear the pocket door with a bang.
“Hey! The fuck are you doing?”
A crash rattles the whole camper, and Josh and Russell start howling at the same time.
“Get the ffffug offf me, man!”
Russell bays like the world is ending.
“Did you touch her? Did you fucking touch her?” Zach’s shout is unhinged.
“I-I’m okay, Zach!” I call through the toilet door, voice shaking. “I’m okay.”
Something smacks the floor, and Josh cries out.
“What the fuck are you even doing in here? In her bathroom?” Zach snarls.
