Caged and Broken

Chapter 3: Scars

Thwack!

Her cries of pain were muffled by the stupid gag, and she couldn't do anything to defend herself. Michal decided the bat did enough damage, and he tossed it aside.

Janet then came up and yanked her by the hair, towards the bathroom. Which had a tub full of water, terror ran through her veins as Janet forced her head under the surface. If she had been in a different situation, she'd be fine. She was trained to survive ten minutes underwater, but she was terrified out of her mind right now.

She held out for two minutes, till she needed air. She breathed in and immediately her lungs burned, like acid was tearing away at her insides. She was thrashing around, trying to get air, but she couldn't.

Janet finally yanked her head out of the water, and she gasped. She started coughing up water, and blood, but she could get air. Her lungs grateful for the intake of actual oxygen, but it didn't stop the burning sensation that still clawed at her throat. Janet then proceeded to drag her back to the main area of the apartment, where Michal was waiting. He had a bottle of beer for him, and a bottle of wine for Janet. Reyna was forced to her knees, while the two drank their liquor.

She sat like that for so long, she lost the feeling in like her entire body. Her eyelids were getting heavy, and she fell asleep. However, not long later. Her eyes snapped open when immense pain overloaded her body, she saw Janet holding a knife, a fucking Swiss Army knife, that was decorated with crimson red blood. Her blood, there was no doubt about that.

She soon felt hot liquid running down her back and her front side, she clamped her eyes shut. Hoping to dull the pain that was consuming her, but it didn't work. Soon, the pain intensified tenfold.

Her eyes snapped open, and as her breathing became ragged and heavy, she smelt the heavy scent of alcohol. Her eyes widened, she looked up and saw Michal holding the now empty bottle of wine.

"Well, that was fun wasn't it love?" He Asked, in a dark twisted way. The woman smiled and nodded.

"Very much so, yes." She Said, Michal Then knelt down and gripped her head with his hand.

"Next time, you better listen to the rules. But, what else can you expect from a fucked up gypsy like you." He said, before he smashed the wine bottle on her head. Knocking her out, they watched her body collapse on the floor. Michal dropped the now broken bottle, and Janet dropped the knife. Then they went to bed, leaving Reyna unconscious and bleeding on the ground.

-0-0-0-

She walked into the apartment, and found Michal waiting for her at the table. He had a blank expression on his face, one she didn't like. She closed the door, and set her backpack down.

"You're home late, where've you been freak?" He Asked, she clenched her jaw. She'd been on a mission with her team, and they got back really late. She really wished she had Zatanna's magic at times like this, being able to make a copy of herself would make her life so much easier.

"I was out, like always." She Said, but soon she found herself pressed against the wall, with her air supply cut off. She started clawing at her neck, but his hand was holding firm.

"You might had been able to get off easily as a billionaire, but no in this house Gypsy. Here, the rules must be followed to the letter." He growled, and she started seeing black spots.

"I'm not a gypsy." She gasped out, but Michal dropped her, then pinched her face. She crashed into the floor from the force of it, and blood was starting to drip from her mouth.