"Is that all you got?" He laughed, coughing up blood.
"You haven't seen anything yet."
And then, I grabbed the iron bat lying next to me, and swung it at him.
I watched as the metal tore through his flesh, blood gushing from the wound, his skin splitting open, his bones cracking.
It was like music to my ears.
He didn’t scream, not once, he just gritted his teeth and took the beating, his eyes locked on mine.
"Do it." He said. "Kill me. Kill us. Do it. Show the world how weak you are. Prove everyone right. Prove your mother right. You are a weakling. A coward. A pathetic little girl. You can't even finish the job. You're a joke."
"I'm not a f*****g joke. You are."
"Prove me wrong then. Kill me."
"I will. I'm going to kill you, Dominic. Slowly. Painfully. You are going to beg for de
