He's Missing

♡Astrid♡ Hands. Fingers. They were everywhere all over my body, grabbing me roughly. I tried to fight it, but it was stronger than me. Screaming didn't help either, and it felt like I was drowning. And then it felt like the life was being snuffed  out of me. I woke up with a gasp, drenched in sweat. I leaned forward and switched on the bed light. Light flooded the room, but it did nothing to help me relax. I was in my room, all alone, and God, it was a little frightening. Moments like this made me wish Freya was still here and hadn't gone on that school trip. But who was I to stop her? She needed to clear her head too, and that trip was a great distraction while I sorted things out. Sliding out of bed, I grabbed my phone and walked barefoot towards the door. I needed a glass of water—it’d calm me down. Once I was outside my room, I knew I didn't need water. I glanced at Adrian's door. Should I go there? Wouldn't it be weird?  Yeah, he'd told me two days ago to come in whenever I wanted