My shrieks didn't cease, not until Russia jumped up and ran out the door, locking it from the outside. I tried to get up and run after him, but he was too fast, and my feet got trapped in the blankets.
"Let me out!" I screamed, hammering the door with the fist of my good arm. "Let me out! You bastard! You son of a..." A steady stream of curses escaped my mouth and into the night. Never, ever had I used such language, even when my parents were gone. I had to be a role model for my little siblings. But now... "Unlock the door! Let me out of this nightmare! I want to leave! Let me go!"
By this time, I was in so much pain, I was either screaming unintelligibly or just howling in agony. After a few minutes of crying out to the empty hallway beyond the door, I sank down against the door, sobbing pitifully. "How could you! I thought you were a good person...! I hate you!" That's right, I thought, You HATE him! How could he do this?
My anger was rekindled and I jumped up, resuming my hollering and pounding on the door. "I hate you! I hate you! You're a monster, you hear me! A monster! No wonder nobody likes you! You're a terrible person with no heart and no soul! You're pure darkness! I wish you would die! You monster!"
The door swung open and I fell to the floor. There stood Russia, framed against the hallway's light, holding his bloodstained faucet pipe high over his head. His eyes were glittering in the dark, but not with that childish innocence, no. They sparkled with hate and a thirst... A thirst... for blood.
"Yes," I said softly. "I hope you die all alone. I hope everybody sees you for what you really are."
He brought the pipe hard down onto my back, and I heard a rib or two crack. I coughed, and a small bit of blood fell onto the blanket on which I lay. "You dare to insult me?" he hissed menacingly.
"I do dare, you abomination," I rasped.
He hit me again, on the good shoulder this time. I winced and coughed again; more blood came up. I could feel the life pouring out of me; quickly, painfully."How about now?"
"You're a monster, you hear me? A monster. MONSTER..." I whispered the last word as loud as I could before the pipe came down onto my head. "Monster, you say?" My consciousness slipped away, those three words bumping around in the swiftly dimming world.
Black.
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Yes, I know this chapter is absolutely terrible. Please don't spaz on me for that! My brain is so creativitied out! I just wrote something three chapters long, that's why! Don't worry, good fanfiction readers, I will be working on a new chapter that will actually mean something, so deal with the suspense! As always, read, tell a friend, review, anonymously review, fave, and make sure you- *falls asleep*
