shoot out

I crawled away from him and he ran after me. He pulled my legs and threw me backwards. I was bleeding from multiple places. Now I had brushed my knee against the foot of the bed.

“Mr Harrison, this is your last chance to let me go. You'll not like what will come to you if you hurt me further." I said to him, my lips felt numb and I was beaten up.

His lips curled up in a ghost of a smile and the smile morphed into laughter, he threw his head back, laughing. I used the opportunity and ran for the belt.

“Where do you think you're going?." He asked, I heard the amusement in his voice. I grabbed the belt that was lying idle on the floor.

He squinted his eyes but the smile had not yet left his face.

“What do you think you're going to use that for?." He stepped closer to me and I swung the buckle on his face as hard as my hands could permit me.

The loud sound it made when it slashed on his face gave me pure joy. His hands flew to his cheek and he examined the red liquid escaping the wound I