Voices

Fingers grabbed me quicker than I could blink, digging into my jaws as his sharp nails pricked through the skin.

“Shut the fuck up and let me finish.” With each word enveloped in fury, the veins on his forehead rose as his eyes narrowed on my figure. He took steps forward and the pressure of his hand forced me back until I slammed into the hard wall. I groaned.

“Now then, as I was saying.” He shoved me to the side, the sheer force sending me to the floor. I cradled my throbbing elbow close to my chest and glared up at him. My veins were pumping with seethe, but I knew better than to do anything. I’m certain they’ll keep me alive for my blood, but this crazy mother fucker looks like someone who would strangle me to death without even knowing that he's strangling me to death!

“That hurts, you fuck!”

His gaze multiplied in intensity, flashing golden as they dug into my flesh like hot metal. I could hear his command without him having open his mouth:

‘Shut the fuck up’

I pursed my lip