eyes.
"What if I have to go to the bathroom mom?"
Her eyes widened as her mother held out a bucket.
"You're joking."
"No, I am not. This is for your own good. You will not be coming out until we can be sure you won't humiliate us again. We know where you've been going and with whom." Janet's jaw dropped. She almost forgot about Jack for a moment. Almost.
Her mother's cheeks were red with fury. So that's what she was worried about. Her good name. Give me a break. Janet's world titled as her father shook his head sadly.
"Bikers Janet? Really?"
They stood up and walked out of the room, shutting it behind them. She heard a dead bolt slide into place.
"What if I need some water?"
"There's a bottle on your desk."
She turned to see a small bottle of water. How long would that last? How long did they plan to keep her in there???
"What if there's a fire? Or would that solve all your problems?!?"
All she heard was footsteps walking away from her. Leaving her alone.
She glanced at the window and decided to make a run for it. Just as she reached it, her father slammed it shut in her face. She pressed her palms against the glass.
"Don't do this dad! Please!"
He ignored her, nailing the window into the frame. He was shutting her in there. Permanently.
Janet sank onto the bed and wondered how she'd managed to ruin everything. She had nothing now. No school, no freedom, no Jack.
The last one burned the most. She'd felt so alive in his arms. So desired. And she'd wanted him more than she'd ever wanted any man before. Who was she kidding? She'd never kissed anyone like Jack. She doubted she ever would again.
She pressed her hand to her lips. She could still feel him touching her… she felt hot and cold all over, just thinking about it. But he'd made sure she understood she was disposable. One of many. He probably had a different girl every night. She curled into a ball as wracking sobs shook her body.
**********
Kaylie stood outside Janet's front door and knocked. She hadn't heard from Jan in three days, since the night of the barbecue. She'd heard something happened after she'd left. Something between Janet and Jack.
She couldn't help it, she was worried. Janet had always been a carefree girl, stubbornly ignoring the problems she faced at home. Lord knows she had enough of those. Her wealthy parents had put so much pressure on her to succeed as a classical dancer that it had nearly destroyed her. The accident had done more than finally end her ballet career once and for all. It'd made her invisible to her parents.
Since then, Janet had been in a tailspin. Kaylie sighed and rang the buzzer. She dreaded this conversation. If Janet was hiding out because of Jack, she didn't know what to tell her. He was a complicated guy. Devlin had told her that Jack had his reasons for being so solitary, but he wouldn't tell her why. Either way, she didn't want her friend to be hurt any more than she was already.
"Yes?"
Janet's dad was at the door. He looked over his shoulder nervously.
"You shouldn't be here Kaylie."
"Who's there?"
A shrill voice came from further inside the house. Janet's mother appeared in the doorway beside her dad. She looked crazed.
"Get out of here you