Chapter 5

Alex shook himself inwardly. He had to get out of here and find Seth. He’d barely thought of his parents but Seth—oh God, what had they done to him? The last thing Alex recalled of his friend was how those guys had held him on the ground. He hoped they hadn’t hurt him, or worse, killed him.

Suddenly, bile rose in his throat. Clamping a hand over his mouth, Alex ran to the bathroom and knelt down over the toilet bowl, retching and gasping. His knuckles whitened as he gripped the sleek porcelain. Tears ran unchecked. When he was done, Alex slumped, resting his head on the toilet, the porcelain cold on his cheek. He closed his eyes. He didn’t care about the vomit and the stink emanating from it.

“What’s going on here?” A thunderous voice boomed over Alex’s head, jerking him up. His eyes bulged at the sight of Luke’s face, deep red now with fury. Alex crawled back, making himself as small as possible in the corner. He saw Luke flinch and flush the toilet.