`` i 'm taking a bath , '' i reply , brushing my hands over my wet hair and letting my head fall back against the rim of the tub as vomit burns at the back of my throat as i remember the night ... his callous hands ... `` well , it you do n't get out soon , i 'm going to have to pick the lock and come in and make you get out , '' he says through the door with amusement in his tone .