VALENTINA
The stench of the blood.
The metallic taste in my mouth.
The freezing temperature.
But the only thing I could think of was him.
I groan opening my eyes,my injuries starting to sting as I stirred in my place.
I was tied to the chair in the cell the whole night, I was was so scared they hurt me again, he wasn't there he could comfort me.
"H-hello?" I stammered, my tears flowing out of my eyes when the flashback of last night flooded my mind.
"Someone" I asked, hoping someone would let me go.
Please someone save me.
"Look who woke up" a voice taunted me.
I lifted my head to see.
Dan, the man who I had trusted.
"Dan, please let me rest, I wanna see him please let me go" I pleaded with hopeful eyes.
"You don't get to rest" his voice deadly.
My mind thinking of all the things he would be thinking of.
I never did anything.
Why am I here.
My tears never stopped coming out.
He went to the table with all the tourture tools, he picked one up, examining it in his hand .
My eyes widen at the tool he had in his.
The scalpel.
"Please Dan, no please no, please" I sobbed knowing that he would listen to my pleas.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
The whip injuries from last night weer still hurting, probably infected. The pain coursing through my body like acid.
When I open my eyes still whimpering, I see him light a lighter.
What is he doing?
I see him take the scalpel nearing the fire.
No.
No.
Please.
No.
"Now answer a question, doll." He faced me with the hot scalpel in his gloved hands nearing me walking near me holding it up.
"Please, Dan don't please-" before I could finish my sentence I felt the hot scalpel cutting my skin.
My screams were the only sound in the cold basement. The pain was terrible. The hot scalpel peeling my skin burned like hell.
"NO!!!!! Stop please stop" my screams slowly turned into sobbes.
The smell of burnt skin, the blood flowing out me made me lightheaded.
"Doll, your gonna be our weapon" he stopped the scalpel mid way on my arm, digging the sharp knife now going deeper into my arm causing me to scream again and again.
Suddenly he stopped, taking of the scalpel of my skin. The sobs racked through my body, uncontrollably shaking, I shut my eyes shut,trying to get my breathing under control.
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𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝
Teen Fiction𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 ________________ Valentina, she's not just any teenager. She's ruthless, she's invincible, she's an assassin called Medusa and the Donna of the Ameri...
