~Part Six~
The first blow hurt more than I had excepted. "Can I hit her again?"
The blonde girl brought her fist back again for another punch. "No. Let that one settle in."
The other girl scoffed. I was restrained to one of the pipes under the sink. The cold metal of the handcuffs cutting into my bare wrist.
"Now?" "Yeah go ahead Ash." Ashly punched me again. Her fist connecting with my exposed cheek. Harder than the first hit. It throbbed and I could already feel the skin swelling up.
"Holy shit that ones already bruising Kate." Ashley said proudly. Ashley stood and I didn't notice her foot coming at me until she kicked me right in the ribs. I coughed and wheezed as all the air left my lungs. Fuck that hurt.
"Did I say you could kick her?" Kate snapped. "No but come on you have to admit it was a good idea." Ashley defended. Kate rolled her eyes and kneeled down in front of me. Grasping my chin so I had to look at her.
"Hey sweetie." She said calmly . I couldn't speak so all I did was glare at her past my puffy swollen cheek. "Don't take this personally it happens to every new comer. Kind of like a right of passage you know?" I didn't say anything. "See I'll prove it to you. Ash lift up your shirt and show Death here how hard you worked to get in my group."
Ashley complied and lifted her tight pink tank top that she was wearing so her stomach was showing. I cringed with disgust at what I saw. Her stomach was covered in raised red scars. Like someone had taken a knife and hacked at her skin.
"I haven't figured out exactly what we'll do to you yet. But it'll be something good trust me." Kate smiled and held my chin tighter so I had to look at Ashley's stomach. It made me want to throw up. Why would someone go through that kind of torture just to be excepted?
"I'm looking forward to having a new bitch." Kate leaned forward and before I could react her lips were on mine. My first kiss was with a girl? She pulled away but her sticky lipgloss still clung to my mouth. "Innocent too. We'll definitely have some fun with-..." I could hear the squeaky door of the bathroom swing open. And both of the girls turned their heads to look at who had entered the room with us. "Shit..." Ashley breathed
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Kissing Death (ON HOLD)
Narrativa generaleShe was beautiful. In a different sort of way. She wasn't covered in makeup and her hair wasn't burnt to a crisp to achieve the perfect style. She was just a natural beauty. Piercing blue eyes, long wavy blonde hair. And the demeanor she gave off le...
