67. Subdue.

DIANE

Shit.

Leo knocks again, still not stopping.

For a moment, I stay frozen on my bed, my eyes pinned to the door. But my brain is still trying to figure out the details of everything that happened yesterday. I can't really remember much of what happened right after I walked out on my mum and boarded a cab and then—

Oh shit. OH FUCKING SHIT!

I gasp, my palm flying to my mouth instantly as all the details rush up from the sunken depths of my mind, rising and flaring and flashing through my eyes like a vivid, 3D film like one of those screened in IMAX cinemas.

I remember everything. EVERYTHING. Even if the last parts seem to be somehow vague, I still remember everything. I still remember Leo helping me out of the restaurant. I remember him putting me into his car. Bringing me back here. I even remember him carrying me into my room.

And I think he made me swallow something too last night.

Dear God, what the hell have I done—?

His knocks pound again on my door, tearing me out fr