The pain in her head is throbbing. Her forehead is bruised crimson red, seconds away from breaking skin, blood is dripping from her nose, falling onto her lips that it’s all that she can taste.
Another loud thud, the wooden door vibrates at the force and she cries and screams, the pain blinding every other sense other than the blood she can taste in her own mouth every time she opens her mouth to cry and her teeth presses again on soft tissue of her inner cheeks to somehow stop screaming, but it just brings more blood in.
“Does it hurt?” Nathan’s words are like a ton of bricks, he yanks her hair harder that she can feel it rip. She cries and sobs and kicks, but her hands are twisted behind her back, broken from the way it stings, she is forced down to her knees and he is stabbing on her
