Page 43 of Until I Break

Before I turn, I see the belt he is about to use on me has metal spikes on it. He is going to rip me to shreds. When I stand where he wants me, he ties my arms up with chains, I realize that my chances of escaping are now zero. This is how I will die; tied up like an animal and whipped to death.

The first strike comes suddenly and the spikes rip through my back, making me scream out in pain. “One,” Troy says simply.

“I hate you!”I scream.

Two…

“Stop!”

Three…

“Please stop. Please!”

Four…

“God, please!”

Five…

Six…

Seven…

Eight…

“One down. Two to go,” Troy laughs

Nine…

I wish were dead.

Ten…

I wonder what heaven is like?

Eleven…

How long do you go to jail for murder?

Twelve…

I hope my death brings peace.

Thirteen…

Fourteen…

Fifteen…

Sixteen…

“One left, Eliza. Don’t pass out or I start over.”

Seventeen…

Maybe this is hell.

Eighteen…

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