Disappointed

"They caught him with the whore. Didn't want him running off telling the guards."

"More fun for us then." The older man laughed as he began taking steps closer to approach me.

I pushed myself harder against the wall, too afraid to move. Blood rushed away from my face as I watched one of the men pick up a knife.

"What's your name, baby?" The men asked as he kneeled down towards my frightened face. He reached his hand towards a strand of my hair and ticked it behind my ear.

I stayed silent. It was the only thing I could do.

The man laughed and the knife in his hands flashed between my eyes. The back of his other hand struck me across the cheek and he pushed the knife up to the top of my throat.

"I won't ask again."

But I couldn't. I couldn't say anything. My words got stuck at the back of my mouth and no matter how much I wanted them to, they wouldn't come out.