Abby

My body feels as though it doesn’t belong to me as I stalk to the breakroom. I

feel like a puppet on strings that have been cut, like my limbs are made of lead

and my body might give out from beneath me at any moment.

When I’m alone in the breakroom once again, though, I can’t contain my fury

any longer.

“Dammit!” The word explodes out of my mouth, and without thinking, I whirl

around and let my shoe connect with the wall. There’s a faint but satisfying

crack, and when I pull away, there’s a slight dent where I unleashed my rage.

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It’s almost laughable, seeing how small the dent is. It’s like my own body won’t

even do what I want, let alone the ingredients on that stage out there.

My mind is whirling with so many thoughts that I barely even register the door

creaking open. But then that venomous voice, that voice that I’ll hear in my

nightmares for years to come, slices through the air like an arrow whizzing past

my ear.

“Oh, Abby,” Daniel says, the sneer audible in his voice without me even having

to look at him. I can picture him without even turning around, that horrendous

corners of his lips. “Having a

even start, Daniel,” I hiss, leaning on the

him.

just chuckles. “What?” he says, coming closer now.

concerned, aren’t I?”

it seems as though that doesn’t

my resolve beginning to crumble.

know, maybe it really should’ve been you

would have saved

nails digging into

in earlier. The pain anchors me, if only a little.

him see

relentless as ever, his

isn’t it? You never belonged

a—”

my eyes ablaze, my heart

out next is vile,

a stupid little slut who

culinary world,” he hisses.

of me. My resolve has

won. I close the distance between us, my

with the force

And an even worse

only widens, that infuriating, cocky

already won. “Struck a

my arm tense. Before I can stop myself, I’m stepping

my hand poised to slap him across the

he deserves it. He’s a rat, a cockroach, a stain

me and Karl, but he laughed while doing it,

the nerve to spit slurs in

down. He quickly glances at my raised hand, and

flicker of doubt in his gaze,

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