Revenge

She tried to wake up; the pain in the head was nothing compared with the horror of her nightmare, in which there was fire singing and rampaging around her, blood everywhere, that handsome yet twisted face full of mocking...

Amanda's hand was clenched tighter and tighter with her nail piercing through the skin; finally, that the pain brought some soberness to her head; she opened her eyes with difficulty.

Blurred vision.

A warm yellow halo dazzled her eyes.

It was soft underneath, she knew she was supposed to be lying in bed...

The air was inundated with a strong smell of alcohol.

There was water rinsing sounds not far away from her.

Amanda tried to sit up, but she was too weak. It was uncomfortably hot in this room. Wasn't the air conditioner on? But, she remembered it was still March...

Suddenly, a ringtone sounded not far away from her, as if in the next door: "You have the smell of her, or is my nose misled, I shouldn’t...”

Perfume.

Amanda had never been so disgusted by this song before.

The sound of the running water came to a sudden halt, then the ringtone; replaced them was the voice of a middle-aged man, very rough and like that of vendor’s crying in the market: "Hello...President Liu, ha ha, hello, hello, you don’t need to worry about that, of course I have to take care of her? Well, Yes, she must be the prettiest girl in your school, great, very nice..."

She struggled to prop her head up and looked at herself. The green chiffon dress she was wearing was torn into pieces, exposing her pale and smooth leg; trousers and shirts of man were scattered everywhere near her; the smell of the wine was emanated not only from his dress but her hairs

Something was going

looked like a room of a cheap hotel. White sheets and quilts...

a bath in the

hard distinguish between the nightmare and reality;

up and fabricate evidence of her cheating with another man so he can come back

bit too much. She has not waken up yet. Ha, ha, ha, ha. But anyway, it would be thrilling to try

overflowed from the words of the man in the

Dose?

all, and she could barely raise her

was burning and mouth scorching; she wanted to tear the remaining half of the skirt by hands; Amanda fumbled her

and held it in her hand, but she found no strength to grip it at all. She tried many times and finally exerted

pain regained Amanda some consciousness. She struggled to her feet and stood on the cold floor, where a

She did not care who it belonged to and bent down to pick it

and belly; as soon as he saw Amanda by the door, the smile disappeared all at once and he yelled into the

could even walk out that portly man had caught up with her and dragged her hair, snatched the

flee? There is no way!" The old man dragged Amanda back into the room; Amanda struggled, although the pain

onto the floor. She raised her head; from the gap between the scattered long hair, she saw that middle-aged man covering his hand around his

Fear surrounded Amanda; she grabbed the glass cup on the cupboard and smashed it fiercely onto the foot of the man; then, everything on the cupboard was flying towards; while the man was overwhelmed

was and the ground was full of the fragments of glass, which should be able to detain him for seconds, or even more time; but she was not able to get through to 110,

really the god’s wish to destroy her?