Page 157 of Be With Me
“Let me use your phone. I can check online.”
“Mia, you need to answer my questions.”
“No,” I spat. “I’m not experiencing any fucking visual disturbances.”
His jaw tensed, but he said nothing.
I rolled my lips between my teeth and tried again—softer this time. “I won’t call anyone. Just a quick check. Please.”
“The guards took my phone before I came in. The cut looks fine to me. We’re almost finished.”
The memory of Jenny’s words wormed its way into my head.“I’ll have you put on house arrest if I have to.”
Well, here I was.
She hadn’t even given me the three days she'd promised.
Looking back, it was obvious. She never intended to. Three days would have been enough for me to derail things. Of course, she didn’t want to risk it. Not with a promotion riding on my dad’s win.
“I just need to check your pupils,” the doctor said.
"This is illegal.” My voice shook as the light from his flashlight flooded my eyes. "They can’t keep me locked in here against my will. When you leave, call the police."
“All done. I don't see anything to be concerned about.”
“You know this isn’t okay,” I whispered. “Help me.”
The doctor put his flashlight back into his bag, avoiding my gaze. “I’m sorry, but I can’t.” He zipped up the bag. “Miss Morales, I want you to rest for a few days. If anything feels worse, let the guys outside know. I’ll come back to check on you.”
Despair clawed its way through me.
He moved toward the door and knocked twice. “We’re done.”
The lock clicked. The door opened.
I didn’t know when I’d get another chance. I lunged.
My shoulder slammed into the doctor’s, knocking him off balance. I shoved past, ignoring the startled shout from the guard.
The front door was just ahead.
I could do it.
I could make it.
Arms appeared around me, hauling me off the ground.
“Let go!” I screamed, thrashing against the guard.
“Miss Morales!” the doctor called. “Please calm down. Agitation could make you feel worse.”
He could shove his fake concern straight up his ass.
“I said let go!” I kicked, fought, desperate to break free.
“MIA.”
A familiar voice cut through the chaos, making me grow still. I snapped my head toward the sound.
