**three months later**
"Slut." I heard him whisper beside my ear.
Shivers ran down my spine.
"Do you know what I do with sluts?" He cackled.
Before I knew it. his hands got ahold of my neck.
I gasped.
He tightened.
He squeezed.
I felt myself begin to go limp.
But I never protested.
I let him choke me.
Until I was sure I was gonna die right then, he let go.
I fell to the ground. I gasped for air. Pain seeped through my neck.
"Slut." I heard him spit bitterly.
And then his footsteps faded into the distance.