heartless

prologue

I'm screaming, aren't I? I can barely hear or feel anymore. My throat burns a little so I know I must be screaming, but all I can hear is a soft ring in my ears. The world has slowed down. I know it's happening. I know I'm screaming. I know cold tears are running down my cheek. I know there's a hand pressed firmly against my mouth muffling my screams. But why am I crying. Why are tears falling from my eyes. I'm used to this. The numb feeling in my lower body. I know it hurts but I can't feel it. I know I'm screaming but I can't hear it. I know what's happening to me. I know he's hurting me. I know I have to stop him.

blood. there is blood everywhere. did I do this? he was hurting me. I didn't have a choice. But is that really the truth? it doesn't matter. all that matters is cleaning this mess up. hot red blood covers the floor, the walls, my hands, everything is covered in blood stains. how in the hell am I supposed to clean this up...Why did I do this?
Then it hit me. he hurt me. I gave him everything I had and he still kept taking. nothing was good enough for him. he raped me... he deserved this. he's cruel. they're all cruel. I wanted him dead. I want them all dead.