Torturous hell

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Elena "Ahh....". I screamed and shrieked as my blind pain ripped through me, causing me to collapse weakly to my knees. Blake burst out laughing. A bitter son. "The B I just carved on your neck signifies Blake. You are now my personal slave from today henceforth". He murmured, as tears welled in my eyes, Never in a million years could I have ever believed something as horrible as this would ever happen to me. "Now take your disgusting self out of my room. I don't want to see you." He hissed as I spun to my feet and ran out. I ambled straight to my room. Once I was in the comfort of my room, I closed the door, and as I leaned against it, my tears fell, threatening to mask my vision. "Open this door, Elena." The sudden voice from outside came from Lydia; I shuddered as a cold chill ran

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