My throat felt raw,

my eyes clouded I could feel myself shutting down.

My eyes burn has my tears wash my face.

Most of all my skin is in pain, my body hurts I'm at the weakest point.

"Wasn't that fun" he said in a sinister voice pulling the knife from my skin.

I felt dead

I wanted death

I heard his footstep departed

The metal hitting the table softly as he head to the bathroom.

I couldn't move cause if I did it wouldn't be pretty,

My head was down as I heard the opening of a door and heels clicking, the gasp form the person already told me who it was.

Shasha stood in front of me she drop every content that was in her hands.

"Oh my god Eli" she walked slowly towards me with a pained tone in her voice, I didn't give her a look even as her hand came to touch me I only flinch away.

"Oh I'm so sorry" she whispered taking her hand away slowly.

I didn't want pity from this bitch, she only making it worse to control my anger. I was in so much pain that it hurts to breath or even move a finger.

The bathroom door open and in walked the devil himself, he kiss shasha on the cheeks not giving me a single mind.

As he squeeze her ass after walking away, I couldn't tell what was happening knowing that my pain clouded my sights.

And at any rate I don't care.

The only thing I could do was sit there, as the raw sound of moan sounded all over the building. It still didn't help when I try to cover my ears only to be restrain by the rope.

Its been a good 3 hour and by the look at the clock it says 1:00 a.m., I heard the silent russels of movement, I didn't once look up it became pointless.

But in my mild thoughts I got smack against on the cheek "hey wake up" he spit disgusts but I didn't acknowledge at first but when he grip my face forcing me to look in his eyes.

His lifeless eyes didn't help my fear, it made my weak and even more useless.

He stared at me a second longer only to have untie my hands, I was fully aware of how sweaty is body is but I choose to ignore.

After he untie my hand he mumbled words of hate under his breath before he lift me up, I groaned in pain seeing my body was still sore.

He toss me in the bath not even caring that he rip my skin open a few hours ago,  he look at me with dusgust.

Can someone tell me what I did to deserve this?

A scream escape pass my lips as I felt the icy cold water burn my wounds, it felt like fire burning it to streads.

He didn't seem to care the way his eyes look away from told me whatever I did must be that harsh. Even when the red liquid flowed the drain it felt like my life right now.

Meaningless

Painful

Just a mess of it all, yet I don't remember my past.

My clogged memory would be my death.

I inhale sharply as the feel of burning intensify, I open my tear fill eyes only to see him pouring soap in the tub.

I let out a pitch high scream

'Is he crazy'

I jump in a stand only to have him pushing me down forcefully, "you deserve much worse than this bitch" he growled out pushing me down even harder.

I didn't understand what was happening my tears ran like a river down my cheeks my voice raw to my ears burning my voice box.

A knock came at the door but before he could do anything.

In a flash he was push aside while the person pull me out of the tub.

To the touch of the hand on my numb skin I could tell it was Shasha, only I didn't understand why she was helping me.

My vision clouded, my ears closed from the fading shouts.

Darkness sorounds me just like it once did before.