She seemed a little shocked, but after a quick cough, she charged forward again, her fist meeting my nose. I flinched.

Glass shards, blood, falling to the floor. Labels, corks, I couldn't take it anymore.

I gasped for air, stumbling back for no reason. Annie advanced again, emotionless. She swung at me once more, and I fell. I could feel my lungs expanding rapidly, and I felt underwater, clawing for air.

Darkness overtook the edges of my vision, sharpened my other senses. Sounds were muffled, traveling through the air. Thick gas separating me and the real world, a veil pulled over my eyes to blind me.

I struggled for air, to breathe, and realized I was laying on my back. I gagged on the air I took in. Toxicity.

Blood sprayed from the deep slash. Broken glass smashed into his hair. He fell. Screams coming from me, couldn't take it anymore, I collapsed.

She flipped me over, smashing another broken bottle. It put deep slashes into my stomach. I screamed.

Blood framed my vision. Her eyes screamed that she was insane. I screamed, begging for it all to be over.

She smashed it again, and again, on my stomach. Screams upon screams as my father treated my brother the same way.

I could feel my lungs begging for air as I shuddered, violent spasms surging through my body. I gasped for air, panic closing my vision to a small spot.

My fingers dug into the dirt, my legs pulling up, my breath coming in sharp bursts. I felt a silent scream come from me, my back arching, my hair falling in my face.

Bubbles of sound and feelings managed to float to me. Someone was yelling my name, someone was shaking me, someone was screaming at me.

My vision cleared enough to see. Someone with dark hair, freckles. Looked like my dad. I yelled, shoving him away and trying to run. He grabbed my wrist, pinning me down.

His mouth was moving, but I couldn't hear anything except for the blood rushing in my ears. I tried to shove him away again, screaming at him to leave me alone.

"Kati! Stop it!" His voice tore through my mental veil.