EIGHT

Alisha:

I was in so much pain.

Sebastian’s green eyes gazed down at me with fervor. The cruelty written within them only served to

Please don’t hurt me anymore, I tried to beg him but my words couldn’t even leave my lips. It was like there was a hand placed over them, stifling my screams that I could only hear in my head. It was torture, the worst torture, to be unable to move, as Sebastian’s blows were rained down upon me. How much he would hurt me…

I wished I would fall unconscious soon.

Suddenly it felt like I was jerked upwards, and I found myself rushing to stand on my feet.

The sun had risen, and I was awake.

Yet even as the edges of the nightmare faded away, I still felt that pressure building up inside me like I was about to burst.

I choked on my spit and promptly covered my mouth with my hand.

Soon I was at her bathroom sink, coughing up whatever I could.

When the pressure in my throat and stomach reduced, I panted heavily, rinsing my mouth.

The knock on the door of the bedro