Violet's POV:
I stare at the wall in front of me.
What is happening to me, will completely change my life. It's already changing.
I feel like my head is going to explode, while my cheek is burning more. They hit me.
It happened a few hours ago, a man came in and brought a piece of bread and a glass of water. When I looked at him in disgust, he got angry.
I didn't do anything. I just looked at him, he began screaming at me. I covered my ears with my hands, unable to hear him any longer.
Then he grabbed me and his hand met my cheek. A wave of pain followed, before he left and I fell to the floor.
What did I ever do to deserve this?
And here comes the thought I hate. The thought that tells me to stay the fuck away from Blake the second I get out.
I mean that thought isn't wrong. It's not Blake's fault I'm here, but I definitely wouldn't have been here if I never met him.
And if I never worked in that stupid club.
I can't wait for them to save me, I have to save myself.
And when I'm out, I have to start a new life. New city, new identity, new people, new work.
Adrenaline rushes through me as I grab the glass of water that I hadn't touched. I throw the water on the floor and break the glass.
I grab a piece of glass and prepare myself for what comes next.
Ladies and gentlemen, let the show begin.
As my lungs are filled with air, I let out the biggest and scariest scream I've ever made.
After a solid minute, the door knob twitches and I position myself beside the door.
A man comes in and I instantly stab him, not feeling anything at all. I realised, he was the man that hit me. The fucker deserved it.
I reach his pants and grab the gun he had, before leaving his dead body there.
I follow a few stairs before swinging the door open. A man standing in front of me, playing with his phone. As he looks at me I shoot him, running to another door.
Seems like I have to go upstairs if I want to get out.
I quietly follow the stairs, preparing myself to shoot again.
I reach what seems like the kitchen, as I see a door that leads outside. The back door.
I open it and walk in a huge garden, only then I start to run.
I run as fast as possible, feeling a few tears escape my eyes.
I reach a big enclosure and climb it, even though my legs felt like giving up.
I never stopped.
When I had climbed all the way up, I jumped. No matter what would happen, I didn't care.
I had to run.
I hear a few gunshots and instantly get up from the floor, beginning to run.
The only thing in front of me is the forest. Where the fuck am I?
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After running for what felt like hours, I finally reach a street.
I continue walking, standing in the middle of it.
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The Devil's weakness
RomanceViolet Rose Rodriguez is a 19 year old who thinks her life is falling apart after her mom's death. Even when she's drowning in her own thoughts she knows how to make everyone else smile. She's an angel who's been through hell alone. Blake Federico F...