I felt the electric shock in my back for the third time, my muscles quivered yelling for the torture to stop, I couldn't take more. Between my tears, I could see the red carpet that was underneath me and I knew if I looked up I would see the dark blue walls that made the room dark, the object here was to make this look and feel as real as possible, it was nothing but a pure nightmare and it seemed endless.
"Put on a level higher for her, Robert." The Headmistress said as she walked inside the room as she glared down at me.
Robert looked at her surprise and he was not the only one I was shocked as well, this was going to get worse? I could barely withstand the torture; this was already pushing my limits and she was very aware of this.
"Madam, don't you think it would be too much for her?" Robert asked her in a wary tone, he could make things worse with that simple question.
"She has to handle it. Now do it!" She ordered in a harsh voice, I knew for a fact that she could not stand when her authority was questioned.
Robert gave the shock, I bit my lips and did a muffle sound between a cry and a scream.
"Higher!" The Headmistress demanded in rage as she continued to glare at me with so much hatred.
"But that could nearly kill her!" Robert said alarmed as he stopped and for once I could gasp for air, my muscles relaxed but tense involuntarily, I knew for a fact that I would be sore for weeks.
"Do as I say!" She yelled with a challenging look, this was only the beginning.
Robert gave another shock, higher than the last one. I screamed in pain because I couldn't handle it any longer, this had to come to an end.
"Please, please, please, just stop!" I begged between my tears, the pain had gotten to a point where it was too much to abide; I just couldn't take it anymore.
Robert turned down the shock and the Headmistress stood in front of me; between my tears I could see her, her blonde hair was up, not a single hair out of place. She was dressed from head to toe completely in black but what I couldn't miss was her dark brown eyes that gave me a very strong disapproving look.
"At this point, Alice, tell me you would've confessed, right?" She said shaking her head in disapproval but I knew that it was all an act as always, she was highly pleased with herself that once again she had made me give up, that once again she had proven how weak I was compared to her, how no matter what her authority would outshine me and take me down.
I shook my head ashamed but mostly mortified for my own actions, for my weakness.
"No, I wouldn't." I said lying as I hung my head low, I was ashamed of myself.
"The vampire wouldn't stop torturing you until you've confessed." The Headmistress pointed out, she was right and I hated myself for that.
"I'm sorry." I said between my tears, I didn't know what else to do and all I wanted was to leave.
I knew that if I started to cry more the Headmistress would get angry, I remember once I cried when I was little because I hurt myself playing, the Headmistress slapped me against the face saying that for each tear she saw she would hit me again. Of course, as the little girl I was I cried again earning more hits from her, ever since that day I learned to control my emotions around her because nothing I did was left unpunished, it was as if she was waiting for the moment I made a mistake, anticipating it so I would be punished, or corrected as she would in her own terms.
"Stop crying and apologizing Alice, because that will not change the fact that you're weak and pathetic. How can you possible aspire to be a hunter?" The Headmistress said before she left the room without a second look leaving me there crying.
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The White Rose Association
VampireAlice Wythman might be a normal seventeen-year-old British teenager but she's not; part of a secret society that dedicates their entire lives to protect humanity Alice is one of the many vampire hunters that are in this world among us but when Alice...