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..."

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 and

going on.

Where was she? It looked like a room of a cheap hotel. White sheets and

was taking a bath in the bathroom.

in a state of confusion, she found it hard distinguish between the

cheating with another man so

"The dose I used seems a 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

Dose?

could barely raise her hand. But there was no way she was going to resigned herself to such humiliation! She had to

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

strength to grip it at all. She tried many times and finally exerted all her power

pain regained Amanda some consciousness. She struggled to her feet and stood on the cold floor, where a lady's purse was lying there, a white-colored

it up and dialed 110; the bathroom

out from behind the curtain wearing a white towel; he was still in the talk on the phone; the flap overhung on his face and belly; as

that portly man had caught up with her and dragged her

into the room; Amanda struggled, although the pain in her head was killing her; she had to get out of here before

“Pang”, Amanda fell onto the floor. She raised her head; from the gap between the scattered

of the man; then, everything on the cupboard was flying towards; while the man was overwhelmed by the flying pieces, Amanda took the chance and ran

to detain him for seconds, or even

the god’s wish to destroy