Help me

Stumped

I write ..."You build your lies like a baby builds it's blocks you stack one lie after another and another and another hoping that you won't be moping when somebody finds out.praying that the lie will not be seen, you lean on these lies thinking they will support you,
but the lies are getting too big
too strong you cannot control them anymore," -- my train of thought was quickly cut off as my door swings opened.
"Why do you waste your time on this ?!"
I had just gotten here a couple days ago. Rolling my eyes and looking up, making the most bored face I could, I said, "Are you ok ? Because you keep asking that same stupid question over and over again !!"
An angry intoxicating look crosses over his face as a deep scowl starts to form. I avert my eyes to the ground and and rake my teeth over my bottom lip.
"Well, don't act all sorry now ! I'll have fun tonight," he said this so calmly and quietly, it scared me ..
"W-what do you mean ?"
"Tsk. Tsk. Don't be scared"😏
I narrow in my eyes and force myself to look at his dark gray eyes, they held so many storms I didn't know about.
"I'm not scared of you, the a/c just isn't on, as always," I defiantly say.
I fall to the ground in a crumpled heap as I feel a massive fist collide with the side of my face.
"I DON'T TOLERATE DISRESPECT !" He yelled so loudly, I was sure the neighbors would hear and then I remember him telling me we have no neighbors for miles.
I didn't believe him at first but I yell, he yells and nothing happens, no noise no shouts from angry people telling us to "shut the hell up!" Like they used to do in the orphanage, if you can even call it that! It was the worst in the city, mean old women who didn't give two sh*ts about what happened to you, the bathrooms were disgusting and filled with swarms of flies, and the tiles were cracked reveling wet moss.
Still I knew it was probably better than the streets.
"ANSWER ME ! I TOLD YOU I DON'T TOLERATE DISRESPECT !"
I snap back to the painful reality. I'm to scared to be stubborn.
"I'm sorry," I whisper quietly.
"No you're not, you're nothing but an ungrateful little brat!" He spat.
"I'm only 4 years younger than you." I say painfully because my jaw hurts to move.
"Get up." He's back to being calm and scary, great.😒
I slowly start getting up, I feel a blow to my stomach. Oof, "faster!"
I quickly get myself all the way up no later than I feel a sharp tug on my arm propelling me forward.
"Hey, you're hurting me!"
"I'm trying to go easy on you since it's only your 2nd day, but if you don't cut it out with the disrespect .. You will be punished!" I stare numbly at him and then continue moving to where he's leading me. I get pushed into a dark space, I don't mind, it's always dark in the orphanage.
The only thing that bothers me is what's in the darkness of this room, at the orphanage, I knew, here, I don't.
He turns on his heel and slams the door shut. I hear a small click, and realize he had locked the door.
Oh God, what's in here ?!
As in response I feel something scurry across my foot, I scream so loudly, and quickly cover my mouth. I turn and start banging on the door screaming for him to let me out.
I hear thunderous footsteps quickening towards the door.
Maybe I should've just stayed ?