STICKY.
His hot hand hurt me.
"Stop. Please." I whispered to him but his palm struck me again. Tears feel from my eyelids and whimpers floated from my lips.
"This is what you get!.............YOU HEAR ME?" His voice was strong and frightening. I nodded in agreement and painful sorrow. He grabbed a towel from the rack and wiped away the blood from my face. I could tell brushes were left behind though.
"Let me clean you up pretty lady."
He said as if he was the sweetest master.
"Im sorry. Im so sorry." I let out between sobs.
"You should have known! You should have fixed your mistake while you could!" I cried so strongly and gasped for breath.
"Get out! Let someone else deal with you!" He screeched at me and grabbed me by the collar of my uniform. He opened the front door and through me into the storm. I shivered and he looked at me with a grimace. Then he spit in my face and shut the door. All of my belongings remained in the house. I felt happy that he had rid of me but the longing to belong overflowed me.
Authors note: sorry its so short! I will write more!
