Dark Revenge (English Version ✔)

Prologue

I felt something string hitting me with strength,making me to pull out a gasp of pain and open my eyes wide. I pressed my stomach covered by a thin material with my trembling hands, my eyes filled with venom rising towards high figure of the man. I turned my head to the edge of the miserable mattress, over which I am stretched for days,stearing at the dirty floor before spitting small blood spots, using the tip of my tongue to clean the saliva and the blood wich are gathered in the corner of my lips.

I wasn't capable to look up disgusted at him. My sight was steeped in fog and the drugs  inside of me numbed my whole body,making me feel so disconnected from reality so I didn't realize how hard my body was shaking.

"-You better eat" Male voice was harsh and cold "or I'm gonna to chew the food for you and then I'm gonna spit it in your mouth!"

I followed him while he was leaning towards me,my flabby body twitching instantly. He smirked crom pleasure and amusement while putting the plastic tray next to my mattress. I looked with disgust on my face at the plastic plate wich hâd something mud-colored and dry autumn leaves on it,near the plate was a glass half full with water and a plastic spion. Of all the foods they rarely offered me,this one smelled and seemed the most unpleasant of all. I swallowed to push back the nausea in stomach and I took my eyes off the tray with food.

"-What,You don't think it's good enough? You've got claims? This is not a five-star hotel,dolly,so you better eat whatever I give you. You are useless if you're dead."

'I know,that's the point' I wanted to say but my dry lips remained pressed together.

My eyes were  half open,following the man among my heavy eyelids how he analyzed myself. He bit his lower lip like he abstained not to grin. I saw with the corner of the eye his wide and thick hand leaning fast after me. He gave me a slight slap wich it woudn't nave hurt so much if I hadn't have so many injuries all over my face. His rough and warm palm remained pressed to my skin and his nails were stuck in my cheeks. I gasped and I quickly jerked my head aside,trying to free myself from his touch. I caught his thumb between my teeth and I bit it forcedly.

"-Fuck!" he removed his hand from my face and mouth,rubbing his injured finger with his free hand."Fucking bitch! You like bitting,huh?"

I closed my eyes,leaning a spookish smile streching my lips.
I heard  him growling,annoyed that despite the situation wich I was in and the wounds on my face,I was still able to smile-it was a sour and full of venom  smile, but still a smile. It's true that the last thing I want  now is to force smiles on my face,but I would do anything if I managed to piss them all-the man,the othersl men who touched me,who constrained and hurt me in all the possible  ways. A smile is a small price for the drizzle drop of satisfaction I receive when I get them angry even less.

"-Oh,you think it's funny,right?" he forgot about the little wound  he had on his finger and he slowly leant towards me "You think all this is a game?"

I started to bustle about in my face,trying to avoid touches,but his rough hand caught mine, his fingers pressing forcedly my painful bruises and deep scratches. I pulled out a hoarse gasp,my eyes being covered by wrathful tears. I want to hit him,hurt him,make him suffer exactly the way he and the others made me to suffer.

His name was floating in my mind,feeling hurt again in my stomach by that strong nausea and betrayal.

The man kneeled in front of me with a mocking grin spread over his thin lips. I turned my head from him when he streched out a hand to my face, but without chances of escape,I felt his rough palm pressing into my neck. His fingers were stuck in my cheeks,squeezing all the injuries and he forced my head back in his direction. I glanced at him with disgust,wishing nothing more than make that dirty smile to dissappear from his face.