Chapter 7

I had my parents to watch over me all my life, and now that they were dead, I had no one. I had to watch over myself. I had to protect myself. And that scared me like crazy.

I kept my eyes on the cream-colored door of the bathroom as I increased my pace while clutching my tote bag. 

“Katara!” I heard Chad’s voice again and my breath hitched. Tears began to fill my eyes but I did not allow myself to cry. 

I was almost in the girls’ bathroom. It was now only a few feet away. That was going to be my safe haven. There was no way that he would have followed me there. 

When I reached the door, I opened it quickly without looking back. I rushed in and passed by two girls doing their make-up in the mirror. I closed the distance between me and the last stall and got in. 

“You think I would