2: Just a peak of death

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I step out of the room and walk to my bed, slipping my hand under the pillow and pulling out the novel Tania, the youngest girl, managed to sneak in for my birthday five months ago.

I opened the first few pages and stopped where I had yet to continue. Just as I glanced at the first page, the door opened and I glanced towards it only to shrink when Zain walked in, covered in massive blood and holding something in his left hand.

I eyed him wearily, hoping he doesn't notice my presence but to no avail, he was fully aware because the way he glanced at me was not promising.

He walked over to my bed, his triceps and biceps flexing dangerously at me, promising pain. I stared him all the way, wearing on a fearless mask not to give myself away.

He stopped right beside me and leaned in on my ear. His hot breathe fanned against my cheek, giving my spine chills.

"Someone told me to say hi," he whispered grabbed my free hand, turning it so that my palm was facing the ceiling. "And of course, a bye was included."

He dropped something in my palm. I didn't look down from his eyes, still wearing that expressionless mask as he leaned away. He smirked and walked away from my bed, walking to the showers, when his eyes were no longer preying mine, I glanced down and screamed in terror at what was here.

A bloody bracelet.

The bracelet Tania always wore, everytime....everyday...

I looked up at him, tears leaking out of my eyelids as anger took control over me.

"You killed her!" I screamed at him, standing up and walking towards him with blood shot eyes. "You killed Tania..."

"Just like you killed Tacce," he turned his body to me in anger, his anger fuming as well, our eyes dangerously shooting at each other as heavy breathing fueled the air. "And I will kill you for killing my brother!"

He grabbed my shoulders and before I could react, he thrashed me towards the bed. My back hit the metal edge and I gasped out air but quickly recovered and managed to dodge as he lunged for me.

I grabbed his waist and used my feet to push us from the bed and twisted my body, causing him to land harshly on the ground. Using my knee I kneed him in his sides, repeatedly and getting painful growls from him. It didn't take long for him to throw me over and jump on me with such manacing power.

Grabbing the wrists of both my hands, he pressed his knee into my stomach and placed his whole wieght on that fragile spot.

I chocked out in pain, struggling to get his body mass off of me.

I chocked again only this time, I caught the sight of a drop of blood, meaning my insides aren't okay and will not be okay if he continued.

I thought carefully and the simplest option came into my mind. I spat in him face and he got distracted enough for me to loosen my hands and grab a hand full hand of hair, pulling his face to mine and in all directions. He flinched in pain and struggled to free my hands, I loosened my leg and kicked him hard into the stomach and got up with no time to waste.

No doubt he was way stronger than I was.

I ran into the bathroom, looking for anything. I grabbed the stool just as he rushed in and swang at him. He didn't have time to dodge and so it hit his head.

Die like your brother.....

But before I could take another swing, he caught it and pulled so quickly I tripped over and received a nastly hit to the head with the same stool.

I stumbled back as blood ran down the side of my head to my new clothes. I fell to the ground and groaned in pain as I reached for the wound.

He grabbed my collar and thrust me to my feet, dragging me into the shower cubicle. He turned the hot water on and burning water ran down on me. I screamed, struggling to flee but it was pointless. He was burning too, but I knew he wouldn't let go just because his hand was in pain.

My skin was now red and was at near losing conscious due to the steam. I became weak as he held my neck, shoving me more into the hot water.

I groaned in pain as my eyelids struggled to stay open. The water slowly became warmer. The heater weren't that big to accommodated everyone, that's why were all bathed separate times.

I coughed out blood that disappeared in seconds inside the water. Looking up at him, his eyes were vicious and merciless.

I was doing to die.

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