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MALIK
Iblink, and I'm in my room.
How did I get here?
Again?
I groan, pulling my phone from my school pants and seeing it's already six in the evening.
Where did the day go? What have I done?
The last thing I remember is getting to school. It was Mass today. And then I was outside, and everyone was staring at me. My friends, Vera, and her friends. Like they were terrified of me.
But… how? Why?
What happened to me?
I feel sick, like I'm depleted of energy. Like my energy has darkened, and I need sleep to feed it. My body feels cold, which is odd, because I'm warm-blooded as fuck and thrive in this cold town. But now, everywhere is freezing, like walking into a fire wouldn't warm me up.
Everything went dark after I left my friends at school, and now I'm here. But how can that be? An entire day has passed. Where have I gone? What have I done?
It's raining out, the heavy drops banging against the gutters. I should be hungry, but I'm not. All I feel is exhausted, like I could lie down and sleep for a fucking year. It doesn't make sense.
What's happening to me?
I unlock my phone, seeing all the texts from the guys.
They're fucking worried.
I scroll through their threats and pleading for me to answer, tossing my phone onto my bed.
Fuck this shit.
I slip into the bathroom and lean over the sink, staring at the dark bags beneath my eyes. My skin is pale, and I look feverish, my skin damp and shining in the bright light.
My fist rocks forward, and my knuckles slam into the glass, splintering the mirror. My fist crunches the glass into tiny pieces, and the rest of the mirror crackles into web-like cracks.
Knock, knock.
I growl as I stare at the shadow beneath the door. I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone. I don't want to answer anyone's questions. Whatever the fuck is happening to me is my problem. No one else's.
"Malik?" Vera's soft voice filters into the room. It turns my freezing skin into fire. The door creaks as it pushes open, and my toe shoves up to the corner, stopping her entrance.
"Go away, Vera."
She sniffles. Is she crying? I scowl, yanking the door open. "Who the fuck hurt you?"
She startles, leaping back. Her clothes are dripping. She looks like a soggy dog, with her wet hair flattened to her face, her runny makeup flowing down her cheeks.
"I'm just… we're worried about you."
I can feel my face twist. "We?"
"Me. Felix, Atticus, and Levi. Your friends are worried about you."
A laugh falls from my lips, and I step up to her. Fear fills her eyes. Every step I take forward makes her step back. We continue this dance until she's pressed against a wall, her back flush against the dark paint.
"Stay the fuck away from my friends."
