Billy pressed his ear to the door and tried to hear anything on the other side. What if Izzy was in there hurt or something and couldn't get to her phone or the door? It was a dumb thought because a million other things were most likely but it was what Billy was afraid of the most.

"Izzy?" he called out, stepping back and looking at the door. He could smash it down, probably as Billy and definitely as Shazam, but he didn't want to. He didn't want that to be necessary. Billy would rather she suddenly hated him and wanted nothing to do with him for some reason than to have her hurt or worse.

"Izzy it's Billy. Are you in there? Please, just let me know if you're- if you're alive," he said, thudding his head against the door as he tried not hold off all the black thoughts that were ready to consume him. "Please? Please be alive..."