DAVINA
My breath hitched, hard and sharp as he continued to unbutton his shirt.
I couldn't let this happen. Never!
I clawed his hands, digging my nails into his flesh but he became even more brutal.
He swung my body to the side and I stumbled to the floor.
The groan that left my lips was harsh, filled with a pain from deep within. I crawled on the floor, with my sight on the door.
But he came after me, like a raging wolf and it felt like he had gone feral.
The hope to escape was slowly slipping away, but then my mother moved, holding his arm.
"Diego, wait!"
"What?" He snapped at her.
"It's not time yet." She shook her head at him, as I scurried to one end of the room, breathing hard.
I saw his face change, struggling not to curl his hands around her neck and snap her head off.
"Don't fucking tell me what to do!" He sneered. "Do you think I care about time? I would have done whatever I wanted to her only if those boys hadn't harmed her."
