Lilian pov
* warning, slight traumatic explanation of torture*
Everything hurts. I can’t move, I can barely breathe. I laid there, wishing for death. It’s been two weeks since Sevra came to visit me the first time, and now it was like she was coming back every day to beat me up again and again. I was her punching bag, her stress relief. I was nothing.
Sometimes I heard the guard talking to Michelle. No wait, not Michelle, she said the other one, Kiana. I remembered Kiana. She had a crush on Derrick and came to hang out with us while Ulric was chasing after Michelle. Sevra treated both of them like crap when the boys weren’t looking, and I tried my best to befriend them. Especially Kiana, when she found out Derrick was gay she was embarrassed and upset. Kiana kept coming back to
