Love & Hate

Mother's Pain

(Y/n) pov.:
I felt it. She bringing down the whip over my pale cheek. Cutting the flesh and forcing my head to the side in the process. I let a small growl out as i looked back up at her.
"What a bastard's child," she giggled and brought the whip down on me again.
I tried to move but the chains holding my arms up just jiggled together.
"Oh so sorry my baby... like your father I damn well don't trust you." She said and brought the whip across my chest. I threw my head back and howled in pain.
"Not enough... not enough," she mumbled and grabbed a iron rod and hit me on the back with it. Continuing with the blows, each getting stronger as she continued. I just howl in pain.
"Let me see those pretty red eyes," she growled. I glared at her. "Oh... you look so much like him. You even have his black hair!" She yelled and pulled my hair. I didn't even let a yelp out.
"You must... feel.... My pain!" She screamed and slammed her foot in my face. I just coughed up blood. "Bastard's child!" She howled and kept beating me.
After what seemed like hours, she pulled away. Huffing and puffing like she had just ran from something. "What's the matter mother? Getting.... treid?" I laughed with blood trailing down my chain. "NOOO!" She screamed and slammed the iron rod into the side of my head.
The room was beginning to become fuzzy... slowly but still fuzzy.
"You don't even have the guts to kill me mother... and you'll never get your revenge." I giggled. "You're wrong you bastard... one day he'll come to get you and I will then kill him. He will know my pain for even having you... he will know everything." She growled and whipped me one last time. "You... you sound just like a drunk." I giggled.
She just left the room. Leaving me there to bleed out on the floor. Like every night of my young life and I always repeated the words she told me.

"You must feel your mother's pain."