“…Shut the fuck up and let me fix this.” “No, no, no, please!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, thrashing violently as I tried to fight him off. “Please! Please, stop! It hurts!” “Stop fighting me on this!” he snarled, ramming the coat hanger deep inside of my body. “Relax, okay? I know what I’m doing. I watched a video.” “It hurts!” I screamed, ripping and tearing at my hair as the pain threatened to take me under. “I’m dying!” “Yeah, and I’ll be dead if that belly of yours gets any bigger.” He shoved a pillow over my face. “Scream into that if you have to…”
