Monster.

"The Last Time" - 4.

"This is the last time....."

I froze. I went with my instincts and made a run for it. He isn't going to hurt me. Not anymore. This was my chance.

I slowly walked out of the car and ran towards him and punched him in the jaw. I then turned around and made a run for it.

"Dammit, I sure as hell can't run in what I'm wearing. I'm so stupid." I told myself. I kept running anyways. Then I stopped.

Where am I? I looked around and noticed I was surrounded by a bunch of trees, but why? Why did he take me here?

Dismissing the thought, I still don't know where I am. I don't know where the road was and didn't even have a clue to where I was going. There were trees everywhere.

"YOU BITCH!" I hear a voice and I fall to the ground.. he found me. I guess I should have punched him harder. Or kept running. Too late. He is here and I am ready for it. I am ready for death. I'm his slave forever and I just have to face it or die.

I want to die.

I was on the ground and I had no ounce of energy in my body to get up. I was done.

But he wasn't done with me.

He picked my body up, and threw me. My body hit a tree. I felt pain, so much pain, but at the same time, I was numb. I was far from okay. And the fact that I used to think I was going to actually marry this boy made it worse. Now, the once "love of my life" wants me dead.

I felt his feet stomping hard on the ground walking towards me. I could feel the hate from him the closer he got to me.

I could barely open my eyes, but from what I saw, my pants and shirt were ripped, and I was bleeding from my ribs, arms, and my face was scratched.

I saw him. He had hate in his eyes. No, it was MORE than hate. He despised me. And he didn't want me on this Earth. He didn't have to say a word. I just knew.

He walked toward me and just stood there, observing me to see as if he threw me hard enough or not. You would think that this would be enough. But no. It's not. It's never enough.

He kicked me so many times. Each time was even harder than the time before that. And I was helpless. I couldn't do anything.

As he was kicking me he kept saying "BITCH! THIS IS WHAT YOU GET!! I THOUGHT YOU KNEW BETTER! BUT TURNS OUT YOU DIDN'T SO THIS IS WHAT YOU GET!!"

He kicked me as he said each word. Tears began to fall from my eyes.. I felt so empty. He took everything out of me. I always told myself that I was strong, and always had hope, but.. Every. Single. Time. He would take that small inch of hope away from me..

"I. Fucking. Hate. You." he told me with a smirk on his face.

It didn't even matter if he told me he hated me...I already knew that.

Once he was done kicking me, he picked me off the ground and picked me up to carry me on his back. He began to walk somewhere...

Where was he taking me?...

A/N: **** CLIFFHANGER! Stay tuned guys! ****