Nerthus
“You always spoil the fun.”
I curl up into a ball, protecting my head with my hands as Francis yells down at me.
“Why are you such a crybaby? He told me that you cried the whole time. Do you think this is fun?”
“But he… He was hu- hurting me. Wha- What should I d- do?”
I whimper as he grabs my arm to pull me up. “He paid for it, you stupid bastard b***h. What you should have done is stop crying and moan a little more.”
He lets go of me brusquely, making me hit the floor.
“If this ever happens again, you will pay for it.”
Because of the impact, I don’t get to move in time to protect my stomach before he lands his first kick.
I gasp for air as I jerk up.
Putting my hand on my chest, I take slow breaths to calm my erratic heartbeat.
All is good now. It was just a nightmare.
