"Who are you calling, old hag?!?" She yelled in my face, increasing the pain by twisting the arrow even more.
"What’s your problem?" I asked through clenched teeth. I couldn’t act weak in front of her; no one has ever seen the weak side of me.
"You should drop your attitude because your life is in my arms," she said with a big grin that made her ugly face glow.
"You can’t kill me; I am your daughter’s husband," I replied.
"You have a point, but if..." she paused, rolling the arrow inside of me. Sweat came rolling down my face as I clenched my teeth, trying my best not to scream from the pain she was giving me.
"If you ever make my daughter cry again, I will be coming for you." She threatened and took off my mask, tossing it to the ground.
"Why don’t you kill me? When you have the cha
