Putting up with Pain

One

Drip

Drip

Drip

I slowly opened my hurting eyes to see a sink left barely on having it drip every few seconds.
I look to my right to see a mirror hung on the wall. I take in my appearance with a long look. My hands are tied and bleeding chained to the ceiling, my eyes are dark from not sleeping, my face swollen from being beaten,  my clothes shredded with dirt and blood all over, my legs barely keeping me up so my arms don't fall out of their sockets. To say I was sore was an understatement. My whole body ached but I couldn't say that because that is weakness. And weakness will get me no where but to the little box they shove me in.

"Ready to talk?" John, the man that orders all the torturing walked in looking high and mighty.

"Never will I give away any information" I stated with demand in my voice, spitting at his feet.

"You disgusting thing, boys come in here"

I watched as two men came in. The same ones each time but I never caught their name. They unhooked my arms and they fell straight down. I moaned from the pain I was in.

"Are your arms sore honey?" John was being an ass like always.

"Fuck off"

"That's it take her to the hose."

They drug me over to a hose in the corner of the room. I watched as they turned it on and twisted the handle to jet and started to spray me in the face from just a foot away.
I started to cough and tried to cover my face but the one grabbed my arms from behind leaving me helpless to the water. It stung with each way it went, smoothing my eyes, filling my mouth, pounding against my body.
He finally stopped after a minute of me chocking to look at me, smile, and start again. No matter how much they torture me I won't tell. My family's safety is the most important.

"Have enough?" John asked as the one guy turned off the water.

I looked up at him and put a smirk on my face, "Not even close" I said with a wink.
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Okay guys just wanted to let you know what the book will be like. xoxo-Sunshine ;)