EMMA
"Stop it, Vera! You're hurting me!"
I screamed trying to wade Vera off me but she didn't stop. Her long nails dug into my wrist as she dragged me into her room, slammed the door, and stood with her back to it, cutting off any chance of escape.
She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with rage.
"I've got you now, bitch," she hissed, lips peeling back in a snarl. "Now start talking. What did you hear?"
I stared at her. "What are you talking a-"
A hot slap resounded on my face just as a sharp pain lanced across my cheek as my head whipped to the side. She backhanded me again, this time on the other cheek. My ears began to ring.
"I'll slap you again and again if you don't start talking!" Vera screamed, her fury boiling over. "Why were you spying on me in the garden?"
"I didn't—"
"Don't lie to me!" she shrieked, shoving me backward.
