FIFTY-NINE
Brick – Fingers – Broken – Nose – Pete
What was in those pills? They left me so drowsy I couldn't stay awake.
Groggily, I tried to work out what had woken me.
"I like the colour. Like you're gift-wrapped, just for me." I heard the sound of sawing and felt the rope constrict around my legs. The sawing stopped and his voice sounded closer. "Pity your t**s aren't bigger, though."
I pulled my knees up, my muscles screaming as the rope constricted, and kicked out with both feet together. I heard a satisfying grunt and a thump.
"f**k! You broke my nose, you bitch." The blade bit into my calf instead of the rope and I screamed. "That's better."
"Try that again and I'll break the rest of your face, too," I panted, praying he wouldn't cut me again.
"The other blokes said you like
