Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
“I will never be like you,” I tell her, shaking my head. “You’re a disgrace to all women. My mother would be ashamed—”
She slaps me across the face, cutting me off.
I give a rough laugh as the sting feels like a thousand knives to my cheek. Typical response when they don’t like what you have to say.
The woman gets off the bed and removes her cell from her pocket before furiously typing away on it.
I look up at her through narrowed eyes, and she gives me a smile. It reminds me of my father’s. The one I receive when I’m going to hate what’s on his mind. She pulls her sleeve of her suit jacket up and bites her own arm, sinking her teeth into her skin while she closes her eyes tightly.
Removing it from her mouth, blood drips from the broken skin. She runs her hand through it and then rushes over to me, smearing it across my face.
“The fuck?” I spit it onto the bed when some gets in my mouth. I spit again, gagging, trying to get the nasty taste off my tongue.
The door is shoved open and my father rushes in. “What happened?” he barks, looking at me.
“She attacked me,” the bitch cries, lifting her arm. “Look. She bit me.” Removing her hand, she shows him the bite mark she gave herself.
His face grows tight when he glances over my blood-smeared face, and he spins around, leaving as fast as he entered.
“Lying bitch,” I sneer.
She drops her arm and smiles at me. “I have a purpose, Eve, and until you decide you want to fulfill yours, I’ll make mine all about you. You will not be the reason I fail.”
My father enters once more, and my stomach drops when I see what he’s holding.
I try to scramble off the bed, but I can’t use my arms and there’s nowhere to go.
He grabs my hair, fisting it, making me scream at the pain. She helps him, taking the opportunity to shove the rubber ball into my mouth, and he holds me in place while she fastens it behind my head, securing the gag in my mouth. He then shoves me onto the bed, face-first, and I sink my teeth into the rubber, imagining it’s the bitch’s arm. A mumbled scream of frustration makes tears burn my eyes.
“Let me know if she gives you any more problems,” he tells her.
Sitting up, I turn with my back to the headboard and my knees to my chest. It’s not because I’m modest. I’m used to being naked.
She rises up on her tiptoes, kissing his cheek. “Thank you.”
I want to roll my eyes and stab her at the same time. This bitch has got to go. He leaves us once again, closing the door softly behind him.
She sits down on the side of the bed, returning to the place she sat before, and smiles at me. “See, Eve? I’m a woman who understands her purpose and knows how to succeed in a world run by men.”
By using others.
“Here.” She reaches over to the nightstand and grabs a tissue. Then she begins to blot my chin. “You’re drooling all over yourself like a rabid dog.” Her actions suggest she cares, but her condescending tone tells me otherwise.
My mouth is held wide open, there’s a rubber ball shoved behind my teeth, and my jaw already hurts. I blink back the tears I want to cry. They don’t get you anywhere. They’re a waste.
“Now where were we? Oh, yeah.” She begins to play with my hair. “I think you’d look stunning with a bob. Cut all the dead ends off. I’ll talk to your father. Have him set up an appointment. I know someone who will come here to do it for you.” She grips my shoulders that are restrained in the straitjacket and gives me a warm smile. “See, Eve? Your father brought me in to help you. There’s no reason why we can’t be friends.”
I mumble around the massive gag.
“What’s that?” She leans into me, dropping her head to try and understand what I’m saying, just like I was hoping. I take the opportunity and slam my head into hers, knocking her back.
She begins to scream for my father, and I can’t help but smile around the gag when he rushes into the room. If I’m going to be punished, I’m going to fucking earn it.
Bitch.
“What happened, for fuck’s sake?” he barks.
“She…she hit me,” the woman cries, her bloody hand covering her face.
A man comes running in, and my stomach drops. He’s the worst. “What the fuck is going on?” he demands.
“Take care of her.” My father nods toward me.
Panic grips my chest when the man grabs a hold of my hair and yanks me off the bed by it. I’m screaming around the gag while he rips pieces out. He shoves me into a room, and I trip over my feet. “Fucking bitch,” he hisses. “I don’t know why he chose to keep you.”