Sarah-Jane crouched down into the dark corner, tears streaked down her face taking her mascara with them. Her fingers traced her latest bruise. There was a loud bang outside the rotting door. Sarah-Jane eased herself up, her back pressing against the mouldy wall, not wanting him to see how weak he made her feel, or pathetic.
When no-one entered the room, or stormed in, Sarah-Jane limped, her ankle throbbed in agony, over to the full length mirror. So she could see his latest work, herself, properly. Sarah-Jane's fingers traced the scar that ran across her abdomen and then gently traced the bruises on her legs and face. Accidentally pressing down on one of the bruises she winced.
The door suddenly swung open banging against the wall making her jump. Whirling around Sarah-Jane shrank backwards and while she stared at his bulky frame she whispered 'Doctor'
Okay few edits to this the most noticeable is the doctor change and the length (hopefully)