Escape from Danger

"Scum! How dare you touch her? Are you tired of living?" I heard Joy's voice filled with fury.

I quickly grabbed the dusty blanket from the bed and covered myself, breaking into tears only now.

Turning my head, I saw Joy's fists flying relentlessly while George screamed in agony.

I buried myself in the blanket, overwhelmed by disgrace, humiliation, sadness, and pain. My entire life had been trampled by this man, and even after leaving him, I still couldn't escape his torment.

The sound of George's increasingly feeble screams filled my ears. Weakly, I cried out, "Stop!" 

I feared Joy might kill him, which wouldn't be worth it. He stopped and stood up, turning to look at me. His usually handsome face was terrifyingly dark, resembling a demon from hell, his eyes cold and fierce.

George struggled to get up, but with a swift kick, Joy knocked him out cold.