"You should learn to fight back," he said, standing back up to his full height, towering above my crumpled form on the floor.
I scoffed.
"Fight back?" I replied sarcastically. "Three against one. They held me down."
"But did you even try to fight back?" Daniel asked. "Who's to say you couldn't win?"
I looked up at him incredulously.
"Since when do you care?" I spat.
"I don't," he replied with a shrug. "Well, I do in the sense that we can't have you too hurt. All of this will help teach you though."
Teach me. Pathetic.
"So, letting them beat the sh.it out of me is another lesson?" I asked sarcastically.
I've been at Silent Divine for about eight months now. I think anyway. I've been trying to keep track of the days. This place feels more like a cult I've been trapped in than a chur
