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there, I had already gone through it myself.

“You must be a shi tty waitress, this is peanuts. Maybe I should get you. the day shift at the club.”

Working at the club all day and night means I would be under his gaze constantly and that is not

something I want.

“I like working at the diner,” it’s not completely true, it’s slow work for little pay but it’s not like I ever see

my paycheck anyway.

“I know you do,” I hear his chair move against the tiles and then his finger is on my chin pulling my face

up to look at him. “G od you are beautiful,” His grip on my chin tightens and I have to force myself to

not flinch away from him. “You would think the guy you have been talking to for the last two days would

tip you better.” I feel my eyes widen, the only regular customer in the diner the last few days has been

Eric and he always leaves me a fifty percent tip. I’ve been putting part of my tips aside so that when I

get a chance I can try and leave here, leave him.

“I don’t know who you mean.” I know instantly that I’ve been caught in my lie, Jeremy’s face turns into a

mask of rage a split second before he leans down and places a tender kiss on my lips.

“I love you but I will not tolerate being lied to.” He moves back from me and nods his head, knowing

what’s expected of me I drop to my knees in the perfect submission pose.

Jeremy walks around me in a circle as I lay kneeling on the cold kitchen tiles. He hasn’t touched me

since letting go of my chin but I know something bad is coming my way. The anger is rolling off him in

waves, it’s almost like an aura hanging around him.

‘Run, run Eva!’ I glance to the side to try and figure out who spoke but I don’t see anyone but Jeremy.

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“Why do you make me do these things to you?” I expect him to strike but instead he just moves a chair

to right in front of me and sits down, he looks like he’s getting ready to watch his favourite television

show. “You may begin.” I’m really confused until I feel a hand in my hair, sniffing I smalle sweat, beer

and a stench that is all Cyrus. “Remember the rules.”

“Of course,” Cyrus crouches down in front of me and I see he’s

wearing a pair of jogging bottoms and a stained wife beater that I’m almost sure would have been white

at some point. “Her pus sy is yours, it’s a shame really.” I try not to flinch away from him as he runs his

thumb across my bottom lip, “I bet she looks beautiful with tears streaming down her face and a co ck

pushing in as far as it will go.”

“That sight is reserved for me Cyrus, get on with it. I have stuff to do this evening.” Jeremy sounds

almost bored as Cyrus stands up, he smiles at me just before his fist slams into the side of my face.

It’s impossible for me to stay on my knees, the force of his punch has me seeing stars as I land on my

side. I don’t have time to recover as Cyrus slams his foot into my stomach, I can’t stop myself crying

out as I feel something inside of me pop and cr ack. I don’t understand why this is happening, normally

when I’m punished I know exactly what I’ ve done but this time it just seems like Jeremy wanted to be

entertained.

“I was looking around your room today and I found a loose floorboard.” Jeremy talks as Cyrus

continues to slam his foot into my stomach over and over again, I can barely hear what he’s saying

over the rushing of my blood.

“Please, stop.” It’s the first time I’ve begged for the pain to stop in a long time, it never works but the

pain Cyrus is inflicting on me hurts too much. I feel a hand in my hair as Cyrus lifts my head off the tiled

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kitchen floor so I’m looking directly at Jeremy. In his hand is a small wooden box, one I keep hidden in

my room, I know what’s in it before he even opens it.

“Four hundred and sixteen dollars, I’m disappointed in you Eva.” I feel my tears spill over as he nods at

Jeremy and a foot comes down on my leg, I howl in pain as I hear and feel it snap under the pressure. I

expect Jeremy to taunt me some more but instead he just takes the cash from the box before dropping

it onto the floor. He then gets up from the chair, grabs his book and walks out of the room leaving me

alone with Cyrus.

“I’m so glad you f ucked up this badly,” Cyrus sneers at me as he hold my hair in one hand and starts

slamming his fist into my face. “He says he’s beat the fight out of you and that you heal real quick, shall

we put it to the test?” I don’t know why but the look in Cyrus’s eyes scares me more than anything

Jeremy has ever done to me. I start to claw at the hand on the back of my head as I feel my nose burst

open, his next hit slams straight on my eye, the pain radiates right to the back of my skull. Stunned still,

Cyrus throws me down on the floor and starts stomping on my chest. I feel something cra ck within me

as the room starts to go black. I try to fight the incoming darkness because I just know that if I’m not

conscious this man will do more to me just because he can.

‘Run, run Eva!’ I hear that voice again just as I lose my fight and pass out from the pain being inflicted

on me.