Keeping one eye on the gleaming knife, she glanced around the bathroom, looking for a second exit. Besides the locked door, there was one small window placed high in the wall. It would be almost impossible to climb out the window, so she had to find a way out the door.
"Looking for an exit?" Ivy asked.
"That's cute," Lily sneered. "You're not leaving until we say you can."
The girls sprang on her. Lily grabbed her arms, and Ivy held her hair, pulling her head back. Catherine took a deep breath and slammed her head backward, crashing into Ivy's face with full force. A sickening crunch sounded behind her, and the burning on her scalp relaxed. Ivy whimpered and held her hands to her face, blood trickling through her fingers.
She turned on Lily, spiraling her arms to get them out of Lily's grasp. She spun around, grabbed the back of Lily's head, and slammed her face into the sink. Lily grunted and fell her face onto the floor.
