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Any similarities to real life are simply coincidental.
Jackie closed the door behind ehr as quietly as she could, and flicked on the lamp, kicking off
her shoes. She gasped and jumped slightly as Zac's flashing eyes glaring at her. 'Zac, what
are you doing up?' she stuttered, standing in place, not moving. He snarled, 'I was waiting.
The show finished 3 hours ago.'. She winced, knowing what he'd do, 'I'm sorry. Lisa was injured,
I had to help out the EMTs. And then the ring needed taking down, and Vince was pissed off...'.
He got up, and threw his half-empty vodka bottle onto the floor. She screamed as it smashed on
the wood, scattering broken glass everywhere. He walked towards her, his eyes beaming. She sobbed
slightly, and he slapped her right across the face. Her head flew to the left, and she grabbed
her reddening cheek. 'Shut up bitch!' he screamed as he slammed her head against the wall. She
fell to the floor, faking unconciousness. Satisfied she wasn't gonna get up, he staggered out
of the room.
Jackie pushed the hair off of her tear-stained face, and sat up slowly. She brought a hand to
her cheek. It was hot. She turned and looked at the wall behind her, blood dripping down it.
She felt faint as she realised she must be bleeding. She got up, and walked to the bathroom.
She cried as she washed her hair, and hated herself for putting up with it.
Any similarities to real life are simply coincidental.
Jackie closed the door behind ehr as quietly as she could, and flicked on the lamp, kicking off
her shoes. She gasped and jumped slightly as Zac's flashing eyes glaring at her. 'Zac, what
are you doing up?' she stuttered, standing in place, not moving. He snarled, 'I was waiting.
The show finished 3 hours ago.'. She winced, knowing what he'd do, 'I'm sorry. Lisa was injured,
I had to help out the EMTs. And then the ring needed taking down, and Vince was pissed off...'.
He got up, and threw his half-empty vodka bottle onto the floor. She screamed as it smashed on
the wood, scattering broken glass everywhere. He walked towards her, his eyes beaming. She sobbed
slightly, and he slapped her right across the face. Her head flew to the left, and she grabbed
her reddening cheek. 'Shut up bitch!' he screamed as he slammed her head against the wall. She
fell to the floor, faking unconciousness. Satisfied she wasn't gonna get up, he staggered out
of the room.
Jackie pushed the hair off of her tear-stained face, and sat up slowly. She brought a hand to
her cheek. It was hot. She turned and looked at the wall behind her, blood dripping down it.
She felt faint as she realised she must be bleeding. She got up, and walked to the bathroom.
She cried as she washed her hair, and hated herself for putting up with it.