20

Alicia

The doors swing open and she walks into the room, her heels making a triumphing sound.

She pushes my head with a finger and watch me cry out in pain. I have been crying for an hour now, I can’t even feel part of my body. She grabs my face in her palm then holds up a phone to my face, the flashlight blinds my eyes then she laughs as she videos me. This must be a souvenir to remember what she had done to me.

“Smile” she demands but I just glare at her. If I wasn’t restraint then I would have fought with her the best I could, it may not be much but I would leave a mark on her face.

Noticing that I wasn’t responding, she punched me in the face, “Smile bitch”. My nose is bleeding once again and I can’t even speak at this point. Everything hurt like hell not just physically, the pressure on my lungs is too much and I can hardly breath.

A frown shows up on her face as she shoved my face aside and turn the the camera to herself.

“That’s what you get” she said and stomped her heels out