Kassie
I lost track of the days. It must’ve been more than a week, maybe even two or three.
It was hard to know when I was in and out of consciousness all the time.
He would have me pumping out blood nonstop until I was too weak to keep my eyes open.
Or there were the times I defied him, royally pissed him off, and he beat me until I was bloodied and unconscious.
I would insult him every day, claw at him whenever he untied me, and on the rare occasion he got too close I would bite down with my fangs with all my might. And everytime that he tried to cause me pain, I laughed in his face. No matter how much it would hurt.
Oh, boy, did he love that.
I’d say we got along just dandy.
But at least Nix was a breath of fresh air.
He would never defend me when his father was hurting me. H
