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.
