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Little bitch?
Loud shadow in the doorway.
Flipped him the finger.
Scared, determined to fight.
Biting, kicking, punching, scratching.
Half my face on fire, flying.
Landing heavily. Taste of blood, hurt to breathe. Broken ribs.
Him on top of me. Slamming my face into the floor.
Not her face. Need her pretty.
Raked my nails down his arm.
Broke my fingers. Both the middle ones.
So I could never say up yours to him again.
Fuck you instead then.
Arms twisting. Fighting not to scream.
Tied me up.
Glint of a knife in the dim light. Sliced at my clothes. Cut me, too.
Didn't care.
"It's okay, angel. A bad dream. You're safe at home."
"Broke my fingers. I have to…write it down, while I still remember."
"Are you sure it can't wait 'til morning?"
"No, it's a short one, I'll do it now."
"Do you need my help?"
"Don't worry about it, Nathan. You don't need to hear horrible stuff like this. I won't be long – go back to sleep. I will, soon, too."
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Nightmares of Caitlin Lockyer
Mystery / ThrillerSix months ago, Nathan's sister was brutally murdered. Now the former playboy desires only one thing: revenge. Late at night, Nathan trudges down the beach where his sister's body was found. He's searching for answers, but all he finds is a new nig...
