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Malicia [h.s]

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"What do you want from me." I sound weaker than I intend to. The low, dark green lights show me nothing but a silhouette. As my consciousness starts to drift off, I feel two fingers gently lifting my chin up. My eyes slowly open, my head still woozy...

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My head is aching, sweat dripping down the side of my face, pooling at the crevice of my collarbone. My bones protrude, I'm so starved.

His hand grabs mine, his palms sweaty. We both know what's about to happen, and quite frankly, I'm terrified. And I can tell he's scared too.

My ribs feel shattered. I'm broken and bruised, but they can't see it. Oh the powers of makeup. After all this, if I ever get out, I'm never using makeup again.

I'm not as scared of it actually happening, as much as I'm scared of what will happen after. It's so scary knowing how everything will end.

How your family will die. How your only true love will die.

And how you will die.

All I can see are bright lights. All I can hear are people screaming, but not yet in horror. That part is coming soon.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Done.