Shattered By Love

"You should know your place before messing with us,you lowlife."
Several brusts of laughter followed. Nancy stood there, eyes burning with tears -but she didnot let them fall. Not in front of them. Not here. Her body was already a map of pain -wounds across of skin, blood still slipping from her nose - but she kept head up anyway.
Then she heard it.
Bootsteps.
Slow. Heavy. Familiar.
She knew that sound so too well.
Rocco Salvatore.
The gang leader.
Nancy slowly lifted her head.
He stood there like he owned the air in the room, a faint cruel
Smirk resting on his lips as his eyes landed on her.
"Free me, "she said, her voice rough -but steady.
Rocco let out a quiet laugh " And why would i do that"?
Nancy gave a weak, almost amused breath through her nose, like the situation itself was ridiculous.
It amused him -seeing her like this. Still trying to stand while completely trapped.
Nancy swallowed the pain and held his gaze. "You're a coward, "she said flatly. "First you drug me..... then tie me up like this...... and still pretend you're powerful."
The room went still.
In a flash, Rocco stepped forward and grabbed her jaw hard. Pain shot through her face,but she didnot break eye contact.
Owen smirked behind him.
"Watch your mouth sweetheart, "Rocco said low and controlled.
Nancy's lips curled in disgust
He saw it immediately.
The small reaction changed his mood.
He released her suddenly,stepping back and wiping his hand as if it had been dirt.
" Bring it Sal, "he ordered.
Sal returned moments later carrying a drum.
Nancy's eyes fixed on it instantly.
A thick red liquid inside.
Her stomach tightened, but her expression didnot change.
Rocco walked closer, slow and dileberete.
" Let's see how long that attitude lasts, "he said quietly.
The drum tipped
The liquid poured over her.
It hit her like a shock.