Monster

And then he’s screaming every curse word in the dictionary, his hands are gripping so hard I’m horrified I might burst, my lungs might explode; bone and cranium splattering against the wall while he watches in fucking pleasure. And I vomit, the alkaline acidic taste filling my mouth angrily, spilling out onto the sheets messily, a yellow-green miserable colour.

He’s still grinning still grinning still grinning, and I’m still pleading pleading pleading for him to stop, but he doesn’t listen, doesn’t listen, just finishes me off and leaves me to die.

I honestly have no clue where this came from.
But feedback is much appreciated.
The characters are... anyone you want it to be.

Thank you so so much, Fatma and O B S C E N E for beta-ing.