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As the blazing music ran through the apartment, pain ran through Lucy's forehead and cheek, She thought her skull had shattered as she was held above the cigarette after being slammed into the floor. her face had several expressions, anger, sadness, guilt, regret and fear, all causing tears to build up in her eyes.

"Look, this isn't a slap, this is assault. I can have you locked up for this" Lucy said as a cringe expression appeared on her face as she stared at the burning item beneath her.

"Yeah, we've already established that" Claire rolled her eyes.

"Please, I only asked for you to turn down your flippin' music! This is bang out of order!" Lucy shrieked with a head shake.

"What's bang out of order is you having the nerve to tell me what to do. I mean, what age are you, twelve?!"

"Eighteen, and I didn't tell you what to do, I asked!"

"Yeah and you had some smart-ass comments with that as well" Claire tilted her head with a nod.

"I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean any of it" Lucy lied, and she knew Claire would see through it, but she tried anyway.

"What a load of bull" Claire scoffed with disbelief before reaching for Lucy's wrist and slamming her palm on the cigarette.

Lucy's screams in pain were muffled by Claire's hand over her mouth, she thought the cigarette was burning through to her bone.

Claire dropped her hand from Lucy's mouth, causing the girl to shuffle away from the woman as she caressed her now deformed hand. 

"Damn, girl's got some chords" she laughs.

Lucy didn't answer, all she could think about was the pain that ran through each body part.

"Better pack your shit 'cause you'll be in jail tomorrow night" Lucy slurred after spitting out blood from her mouth.

And with that, Lucy was yanked up by her hoodie, and she continued the struggle from earlier causing her to knock over a bottle of vodka.

Lucy tried to distance herself, but even grasping onto furniture was no use when she was pulled back again and again.

"You should be dancing with the stars" Claire laughed but Lucy groaned in fear and desperation, and without thought, she wedged herself out of Claire's hold before turning and swinging her fist, her sharp rings hitting Claire's jaw, inflicting more pain on to her hand.

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