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Before he can react, I pull my leg back and kick as hard as I can. I aim for the throat, but it really doesn’t matter where I land. It just has to be hard enough to stab the bastard before he can do it to me.
His roar of pain and surprise sends a thrill through me. I want to cheer, I want to stomp on him, I want him to feel every bit of pain he ever made anybody else feel. Especially that poor girl. Whoever she was.
He stumbles back, one hand pressed to the side of his neck. “You bitch!” he roars while I scramble off the bed. He lunges for me, swinging his free arm wildly, but I sidestep him before grabbing his jacket and running for the hall.
The very dark hall.
The very dark and treacherous hall.
I don’t make it down the first two steps before he takes a handful of my hair and yanks my head back hard enough that I both feel and hear some of it tearing from the roots. I lose my balance—I barely had it in the first place—and reach out for the banister with my other hand against the wall.
“You fucking bitch!” He pulls again and I scream, now grabbing for his wrist with both hands to keep him from pulling my hair clean out as he starts dragging me back to the bedroom. I claw at his hand, his wrist, his arm, screaming even though I know it won’t make a difference. There’s nobody around to hear me.
And nobody is coming. I know that, too, even in the middle of my struggling, my fighting and screaming and panic and pain. Nobody is coming to help me.
Again he throws me onto the bed, but this time he pins me in place with his huge, heavy body. “So that’s how you want it?” he pants, blood oozing from a wound that’s way too shallow to do anything more than make him angry. I didn’t kick hard enough. He wasn’t close enough.
When I spit in his face he slaps me again, this time a backhand that makes the whole world tip on its side. “That’s fine,” he grunts, reaching into his back pocket. Moonlight glints off the knife he waves in front of my face as I struggle to make the world stop spinning so fast. “It’s time we get down to business, anyway.”
And then he hits me again, this time hard enough to make everything go dark.
And for some reason, my last thought is of Luca.
