"You Wont get away with this you know. They will figure it out and kill you" I struggled to talk as my weak body slumped down further.
"You'll be long dead if that ever happens." she walked to me and kicked my ribs. I grunted.
I couldn't move. My arms were tied to something and if I moved much it hurt. There were broken bones that weren't healing. I tried to look around my body screaming in pain with ever move of my head.
"None of them are here to save you, and they wont come in time. We both know it. Everything your family did to mine they'll regret. Every single second that my father spent working for yours will be rewarded with your blood." she squatted down next to me. I looked at hear dead in the eye and she smirked. "But first, I need to take your place."
"Go to hell" I spat at her. She shook hear head and stood up ready to kick me again. I waited for the blow but nothing came.
A door was opened and she turned around her eyes going wide. Bright light flooded the room, dark figures moved around, I heard her scream. My head dropped and iIfelt weak again. I heard faint whispers and then felt my body being untied and lifted. I opened my eyes and looked up. Bright eyes were looking back at me. Relief and concern laced with intense fury.
His arms tightened around me as he looked over my broken body.
"I've got you now, you are safe." his voice was soothing and I knew that I really was. Even if I didn't want to accept it, he was the one that was always there. He was the one always saving me.
I snapped out of her head and felt my heart be flooded by relief. She was safe and that's what mattered for me.
"He got her she safe, dad would be so proud of her, she was strong" my sister embraced me as her phone rang. She answered it and voices confirmed what I already knew.
