His eyes, my nightmare

, wet, and silent-except for the occasional squeak of rats or the faint dripping of water. A gir

le

tal bucket in hand, wate

her with nothing but hate in his eyes, and dum

er awake. Her scream caught in her throat. Her hands flew up inst

tch," the g

d slightly with the impact, a small

th the others who waited outside the cell. The metal gate cl

. Her teeth chattered, her jaw locking in

a cell. It

of piss, shit, mold, and something worse clinging to the air.

with filth, its original color long gone. But it was all she had. Dragging herself toward i

er aside, but it stabbed a

wn her cheeks.

r a moment, tried to forge

SHB

ather's hand ruffling her hair or reading the newspaper in the living room. She

bright, warm,

was brave, Smart, even. Everyone loved he

t girl w

up in on

oo

re

i

sho

sile

d silently do

e heard footsteps. The gate opened again, a plate sl

slop-water and mush-and the bread was rock hard. Her stomach twis

She bit into it, her teeth grinding against i

a ball. Her stomach still ached. Her throat still burned. But h

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t of her room like

s barely held anything up, and her long legs shimmered under the hall

hing her nails. Her hair flowed down

front of Venom's room, gave a

living

nd, and smiled as she heard

to herself. "P

the bed, crossing one leg over the oth

ripping wet, droplets running down his neck and disappearing beneath the towel. His chest bare, a

t pounding. He was every shade of

e a sin. She whis

s slightly furrowed. "W

he bed, voice sugary. "Do I need

ing toward his wardrobe. His b

She touched his arm gently, then gr

Wet. H

m le

t a hundred times. His hand gripped her waist,

ant?" he asked

licking her lip

tiff

hing. In the pri

"The fucking daughte

hter." Midnigh

ea

on, it's just a little fun. Yo

er. "Do what you want.

mping her foot like a spoil

eyes blazing. "I s

m went

but then smiled again,

while walking away swinging her

mis

le Pedro'

gin. Midnight thought in