I stayed in my room for the next three days. Escaping when I knew the dinning hall would be less crowded to eat. My days consisted of a small workout, sketching, a shower, and sleeping. I hung around the room in sweatpants and a sports bra, knowing no one would see me anyways except for maybe Chris. I sighed as i finished yet another drawing and taped it on the wall. The conversation i overheard three days ago crept back into my mind, making me shiver. Only eight more days of confinement before Chris and I can get off this ship and pretend it never happened. I would forget about Tobias and my brief loss of control and I would never speak to him again. I would work hard and go to college and live my life as a crazy cat Lady.

Despite my new outlook on things, I decided I needed to get out of this room for more than food. I threw on a tee shirt and some flip-flops, hoping I would stumble upon the underwater room that Tobias showed me. When I reached some metal double doors i let a smile creep across my face. I pushed them open, ready to embrace the calm feeling the room brought me before. Instead, I saw a room full of boxes. Before my better judgement could intervene, I walked forward in an aimless trance through the stacks of boxes. I reached the back, where some metal chairs and a table were set up. On top of the table was an ash tray and two opened cardboard boxes. I crept towards the table slowly. I gently flipped open the tabs and pear inside the boxes. One contained what looked like hundreds of shots filled with a mysterious liquid. The other box was filled with what looked like drugs. I gasped halfheartedly.

Somewhere in the back of my brain I was expecting this. I ran out of the room as fast as I could, but not before seeing an odd flash of blond. I probably sprinted to my room so fast i broke a world record. I slammed my door shut and let myself sink to the floor. I held my head in my hands and cried, but only for fifteen seconds. Then I need to toughen up and stop acting so weak. Fifteen seconds passed. I was still on the floor. I cried for longer than I would like to admit. I don't know why, maybe in that moment, i snapped.

I forced my self up, finally able to wipe the tears in my eyes. I was ready to curl up in my sheets until I noticed something new on my night stand. It was a pill bottle with an accompanying note.

Dear Trissy,

I figured out why you are acting so weird, you probably lost you're meds in the- Icould see that she stopped to think about the next words she wrote. -incident.

Love,

Chris.

I glanced over to the pill bottle. It was my ADD medicine all right. My condition wasn't something I liked to talk about in fear that people would see me differently. I feared that and so it is just another thing to add to my box of secrets weighing down on my shoulders.

I sighed, turned off the light, and crawled in bed. I was not able to sleep for long until a voice shook me awake.

"You know," He snickered. "You really shouldn't go snooping around where you don't belong." I opened my mouth to scream but a set of hands covered my mouth. "Don't think about screaming." He spat. He held me down and blindfolded me. I felt another set of hands hold me down. My thoughts rushed to a past experience before i was able to block them out. I winced and not because I was not-so-carefully being picked up, but because this situation could very much end up like a previous one.

"God damn it Drew." The obvious leader of the two exclaimed as my feet hit the floor.

I started to fight, but a fist met my stomach. I kicked presumably Drew, and I felt something crack. Another punch met my face.

"Peter," Drew almost cried. "I think she broke my nose."

"Shut up Drew." For some reason finding out the leader's name was Peter was oddly comforting. I knew he wasn't going to kill me, only... scare me. I couldn't bring myself to decide whether one was less frightening than the other. I quickly make up my mind when Peter or Drew ripped my blindfold off. I felt a kick to my side, and then another, until my body went numb. Peter punched my face repeatedly. He might have felt me up a bit, but in that moment i was completely unaware of my surroundings. That is, until i found myself hanging over the ships hull. I embraced the fact that in any moment they could let go and my nightmare would once again become a reality. Would I hear crows before I died? Would I feel the immense heat of a building fire, just like in my dream? I felt a slash of water completely soak my back as i accepted my fate.

I closed my eyes and suddenly I was being pulled up. This set of arms were different. I kept my eyes closed even after I was safely over the edge. I shook as the realization came that sea water was not the only thing damping my face. I was about to collapse on the ground but a hand caught me around my waist. I opened my eyes.

"Tobias?" I asked, bewildered. I realized I was only half talking, my sobs interrupting my words.

"Sssshhhh." He whispered into my ear. "They're gone now, you're safe."

His arms wrapped around me lightly. "Let's get you in bed." He picked me up and I rested my head. Against his chest, quickly falling asleep.

A/N Well, what do ya think? Let me know! I couldn't involve Al he just is too sweet!

Bookfandoms2: I pulled this one out of my hat just for you.