HIYAAAA WYDD??? HRU???? YOU OKAY??? (he's not worth crying over. So don't cry over that scumbag today shawty. You know who I'm talking about.;))
Ella Doan White POV:
Ten million? Where the actual fuck do I get ten million from? I barely have 20,000 in my bank account. And I've been saving up from 7 years so how do I get more than 9 million more just like that? Out of thin air? Out of the blue? What do I look like? A money tree?
"I don't have that amount off money." I grit out, the corners off my eyes stinging from how deep he lined the '10M' "don't you dare have that attitude with me, my dirty little whore." Ew. I think I'm going to puke. Honestly.
He slides up my oversized buggy T-shirt and traced the words 'dirty slag' over my stomach. I let out an ear splitting scream when he stabbed the dagger into my rib, tears forming in my eyes, my throat now sore from how hard I screamed. I wasn't supposed to let him get the satisfaction he wanted but I can't.
He looked up at me with that shit gaze, telling me he's satisfied before looking back at my rib and twisting the knife deeper into my rib, while staring at my face for my reaction.
He continued to twist deeper and deeper into my skin. Making me wince and cry. He then slipped the dagger away from my rib and went over to the wall. He came back with a silver gun and pressed it on my jaw, then my throat, my chest, my stomach, and finally, my same rib that he just stabbed. He shot right there, making my vision blur.
I continue crying and begging. But he won't let me go. Why would he do this to me? I never did anything wrong to him.
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