Monica's Apartment
After taking a hot bath Monica changes into her nightgown. She looks at herself in the mirror and sees the bruises all over her body. She notices that her eye is beginning to turn black. Thank God it didn't show yet this morning. It was really sweet of John to keep asking what was wrong but Monica didn't want to tell him. She was sure she was going to burst into tears if she did so. And she didn't want John to see her crying. Crying like a little kid. She didn't want him to think of her as some weak person that can't even control her emotions.
After she has some supper she lays down on the couch. The bruises hurt and she tries to avoid the pain, by closing her eyes. She desperately tries to think of something else. She's only been asleep for a few minutes when she sees the events that happened this morning, passing by in a bad dream.
- She is on her way to work when she remembers that she needs to withdraw some money from her account. So Monica goes to the nearest vending machine which is in a little dark street. She doesn't feel much at ease and tries to hold on to her gun. It is then that she realises she has left it in the car. "Okay let's finish this quickly" she says to herself. But as she wants to press the button she feels something hard in her back en someone is covering her mouth. "Well lady, why don't you empty your account and give everything to me?" She tries to turn around and take a look at his face but the man standing behind her doesn't give her the chance. "Look just do it or my finger might accidentally pull the trigger." Monica knows there's nothing more she can do so she withdraws all the money she has and gives it to him. He lets her go and walks away.
Monica keeps standing there for a few moments, her mind blank. But when she notices that the man has put away his gun she runs after him and jumps on his back. She starts hitting him for all she is worth, but he is much stronger than her. He throws her onto the floor and starts kicking her. "You bitch, you shouldn't have done that." And he starts kicking her even harder. Monica tries to avoid being hit on the head and hols her arms firmly around it. She makes herself as small as possible. She feels pain everywhere but yet she doesn't cry. She won't give the bastard the satisfaction of seeing her weak, seeing her defeated. "Because I'm not" she thinks to herself and starts kicking him back.
"Okay I've had it with you. Her opponent stops kicking and to Monica's fear she sees him take out his gun. Her eyes grow wide and she starts crawling backwards until her back is against the wall. He points the gun at her and she hears the trigger being pulled "Noooooooo !!!! "–
And here's another piece already ( R&R please !!! )