"Faggot! Useless how dare you prepare such a dinner! ..."
I can barely hear the completion of his sentence as my head is being shoved inside the bathtub filled with water. My view is blurry under the water and I can't breathe, I pray silently that he'll pull me back up while I run out of oxygen.
Ten seconds go by and he hasn't changed his mind, my lungs feel stuck from the invisible lump in my throat, even if I wish death upon me, my limps start kicking automatically as my survival instinct kicks in.
I can feel my head go deeper in the cold water, the hold becomes even stronger and my oxygen goes shorter. My hair is lacing around my face underwater where gravity defers. They look like an explosion of hairs in slow motion, the way it spreads around in spikes like I just received an el
