At what seems like a couple hours later I finally wake up to the same bland room. My stomach feels so empty that the gnawing pain inside of my stomach seems to grow by the minute. I potentially haven't eaten in 2 days, I have to do something. I push myself off the concrete floor my legs slightly shaking as I try to stable myself.
I need to eat . I refuse to let myself die in this shit hole.
I walk over to the door and all of a sudden almost as if a switch flipped on in my head all of my sanity disappeared. I started screaming at the top of my lungs while banging on the door. My throat burned and my fist filled with pain. I know it's not about the food anymore.
It's about my hatred towards everyone who feels that they can control me.
I refuse to lose.
I will do whatever it takes to get my life back.
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The Black Mania
RomanceMarcellina is used to being in charge working as a female bouncer, but when she is taken against her will she must give up her pride to survive
