The distant memory flashed on my mind when he did that for the first time. He asked me about the wound that was on my right stomach but I just told him that I had my red days. He caught me checking my wound and he knew that it was from a gun shot but I kept on denying it even when the wound kept on bleeding. Then he glared at me and I ignored him because I believed that I can fight him and beat him anytime even when I'm injured. He pressed on my wound and obviously that made me scream in pain but he kept pressing on it, that I nearly apologized for ignoring him. Before I can say it though, I fainted and the next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital.
He drew me back to reality when he snapped his fingers right in front of my face.
"Change your clothes."
I glanced at the hospital gown and at him back and forth.
"You can't change?"
I shake my head as an answer.
"Let me help you."
"Oh! No, no, no, I can do it!"
I grabbed the hospital gown that he's holding.
"Let me help you ma'am."
Offered the nurse and I handed her the hospital gown. She opened the door of the restroom waiting for me to go inside. She helped me removed my shirt and I can't stop myself from making disgruntled expressions because of the pain.
"I will kill you right now."
Before I could react about what she said, she had already held my neck tightly. I tried to remove it but I can't. I gasped for air and couldn't even say a word. I tapped her hand strangling me, expecting that she will free me but she held it tighter and she twisted my injured arm. I stomp my feet, feeling breathless with how tight she's strangling my neck. I really want to scream as hard as I could but I don't think I have enough air to do that. I can feel my breath stopping anytime now. With a hazy mind, I heard someone knocking so I stamp my feet harder to try and alert the person outside the door. I saw the door opened before I lose my vision and succumbed to the darkness.

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VENGANZA
Mystery / ThrillerBlood floods but I swim on it. Blaring screams but I love to hear it. Eyes are blazing in fear but I like to shut it. There are the only things that excite my closed mind and thumps my hardened heart. And there is someone behind it all.