Situation

**Estelle's pov**

My heart was pounding hard against my chest as I watched him come for me, and the next second, I was pinned to the wall with his hand around my neck.

My legs were up above the ground kicking violently, and my face was red as all the blood had rushed up there instantly. My vision was slowly fading and I feared that he was going to try to kill me immediately.

If he wanted to kill me now, then I deserved It. I didn't know If I loved him too much to not see him die before me or If I was just too stupid.

My father was right- I was really just a big dissapointment. I couldn't even do anything right.

Blame my stupid empathetic heart.

I tried pleading- but it came out in raspy voices as usual, and my grip tightening on the hand grabbing onto my neck was useless. His hold around my neck was like an unmovable steel and his eyes searching deep into mine was like a larva melting iron.

"I'm done playing around Estelle. You tell me the truth right now or .. " a cry, so