Fallen

"Show me your hip Ashley.." Niall growled in my ear sending chills up my spine.
"No." I said as confidently as I could and it worked as I could see a flash of anger shoot across Niall's eyes.
"What's wrong with it babyyy?" He taunted as he pulled me closer to him and I screamed in pain as his nails dug deeper into the cuts on my hip which most likely had drawn blood.
"Nothing you man whore!" I slapped his hand away, I tried to not show weakness because on the inside weakness was my middle name around Niall.
"You bitch! Don't talk to me like that!" he screamed as he used an awful amount of force to slam the back of my head into the mirror behind me making it shatter into thousands of gleaming pieces. I fell to the ground and I felt a warm flow of liquid surrounding my head.
He bent down to me lying on the floor, "Ever again.." he whispered and walked out of the room and darkness overcame me.
(This is for 'The Pencil Prize')