Brooke's POV My hand caresses over my throat, since it is sore as hell right now, knowing how he violated me once more. But I can't take this anymore, I won't let him do it again. The horrible treatment by him is something I never wanted for myself. I am not going to stay here any longer because if I do I am afraid that I will be killed for it.. He is getting more aggressive and unstable as time goes on and I don't think I can handle much more of this before he eventually kills me off. With each step I take, it is loud because of my boots, but I don't want him to know I am leaving, let alone hear me going. So I slowly slipped off my boots, feeling the pain shooting through my injured leg. But as I get them off of my feet, I then slowly limp over to the door, I quietly open it as I peak o

