Page 9 of Dissolution


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And these friends, they didn’t yell.

They didn’t hit us or tell us we were worthless.

They just existed.

And they were all we had.

I twirled again in front of them and bowed.

It was the last happy memory before we were discarded from that same unhappy Family.

The metal door clicked open.

He was entering my kingdom.

My domain.

I lifted my chin and stared him down, imagining him slithering across the dirty cement floor like the snake he was. I would crush him beneath my stolen stiletto and cut out his heart.

I was a warrior. My brother said so. And I believed everything he said.

“Your spirit isn’t broken.” He chuckled, pulling off black leather gloves and slapping them against his thigh. I didn’t want to feel his hands or his skin or his anything. “Good. I’ll enjoy being the one to finally do the honor.”

“You can try,” I said in a clear voice. “But I promise you this—you will fail.”

“Tsk, tsk, you dirty little bitch. Never encourage the monster to attack, he’ll just enjoy the journey to get to the final moment a lot more, and I promise, I will enjoy breaking every inch of you, knowing where you come from.”

“Don’t insult me. You’re the one that needs me, after all. Isn’t that right? You can’t bear to handle the fact that even a girl from the streets won’t touch your pathetic little dick!” I snapped. “I hope my eyes haunt you until you breathe your last breath.” I took a step forward. “I pray to God that he lets me haunt you for every day of your life until you go insane.” Another step. “I hope your paranoia eats you alive day in and day out, that every single time you feel the wind on your face, you wonder if it’s a ghost. Know this, I will have vengeance whether it’s now or when I’m dead. So try me, little man, kill me, rape me, do whatever you’re going to do, but you don’t own me.”

He went very still.

The black mask on his face made it impossible for me to see if I’d stunned him.

He lunged for me then, slamming me back against the rock wall as he jerked his pants open.

The wounds from my skull opened again, and blood started trickling down my neck toward my back.

So. It was happening.

I screamed at him. I kicked while he tried to muscle my arms down, and then I leaned in and bit into his mask, catching part of his right ear.

He stumbled back, covering his ear. “Bitch!”

“I hope it gets infected!” I spat on the floor in front of us just as he raised his hand and slapped me across the face so hard I saw stars, another slap as my vision went dark. All I could see were spots of light, then dark again.

“You’re just a girl.” He sneered while I tried to regain my balance and stand to my full height. “And you don’t need to be awake for what I’m about to do to you.”

My blood ran cold.

“I’ll break you even if you’re passed out, and I’ll record our sessions just so you can see how much your body enjoyed while your mind was shut off.” He pulled out his phone and shrugged off his jacket, tossing it onto the ground.

My teeth started to chatter even though I kept my gaze locked on the black mask, the evil man standing in front of me. “How pathetic that you’re willing to take it any way you can.”

He lifted his fist this time.

I closed my eyes, knowing full and well that the punch would knock out some of my teeth.

“Don’t you know?” A lightly accented voice spoke into the darkness. It wasn’t my captor, someone else? Someone who worked for him? Another monster? Was I going to get gang raped? “Don’t you know, it’s frowned upon to hit women in this business?”

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