Disturbed Past

#Chapter18 Disturbed Past

/"You fucking slut! Your parents must have willingly killed themselves because they were tired of you/" he said with a sickening smile. Tears rolled down my cheeks and he rose his hand and slapped my across my cheek with such force that I was projected to the other side of the room. He walked towards me and I shook with fear.

/"Please Ryan, don't/" I pleaded with teary eyes and he grasped a handful of my hair and pulled me up so that I was standing.

/"But Angie, I was just getting started/" he said with a smirk before punching me in my stomach. I wrapped my arms around my paining stomach and cried at the atrocious pain. I fell to the ground and I watched as he walked away with an evil smile. I backed against the wall for support and I knew that it wasn't over. I knew Ryan well to know that he wasn't going to stop here. It's been two weeks he's been hitting and beating me like this.