I woke up bruised and bleeding. I had a large scabe that went from my ankle to my thigh. I almost fainted at the sight of the dry blood. Oh, god! I winced and turned my face from it. That is so gross!

"Ah! She awakes, " a cruel voice said. One that I knew too well from bad experiences.

"Doji!"

And then someone even worse, step out from behind him.

I hated him. I hated him for that cruel smile tht lite his face. I hated him for being here. I even hated him for breathing. I loathed his brown hair, his psychopthic intelegence. I despised him for every hit, kick, punch, or blow he ever landed on me.

I glared at him. Willing him to feel the passionate hate I had for him.

"You sick bast-."

"Now is that anyway to talk to your boyfriend?"

"Aleksei!" I named that sick sadist.