"You can blame me, torture me, break me, hell even kill me. But you will not touch them." I hissed at Elio. "Worthless little bitch. You really think we will listen to you?" As soon as he finished, him and his stupid friend grabbed my daggers that were on the table and came so close to me I could feel their breath on both cheeks. Already panicking I started moving myself on the chair as my wrists stung from the rope that was placed hours ago. The guy that was behind me stopped me and held me down by my neck. The back of my head against his stomach. Their sinister smiles causing me to sink even lower into my enemies arm. And slowly, ever so slowly they dug the daggers deep down in to my beautiful skin. Screaming, crying, in pain and agony. They started from the corner of my lips and started moving upwards. I just knew what they were doing. The thing I do to my victims when I kill them. The Forced Smile.