33| Powerless

A Few Days later...

I have lost track of time.

Being left in a room that is filled with torment is driving me fucking insane.

After Leo had gazed into my eyes that day, I thought I caught a glimpse of compassion strike through them, but I was wrong, my gods, I was so wrong.

What followed next, should have surprised me, but it didn't.

His fingers tightened around my throat, causing my face to turn bright red as pressure mounted and spread across my head, causing my eyes to shed tears.

I began to feel dizzy, and soon after, my vision started to blur through the wall of tears.

Leo had leaned in close, his lips brushed the side of my face, "Sei una schifezza, una puttana russa che puzza di merda! [You are filth, a Russian whore that reeks of shit!]" He hissed with utter repulsion, and any hope that I had for him being my saving grace was crushed.

Just as I saw my life flash before my eyes, I felt nothing. Everything I thought I knew was a lie. Everyone in my life who I believed to be