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fresh bruises that I knew would turn a myriad of colors before magically fading away over the next few days.
    He slapped me across the face one more time before he started to mount me.  
    “You better enjoy this, because it’s the last cock you’re ever going to get!”  he snarled, his fingers wrapping around my throat.
    My eyes twitched and throbbed, as I clenched them closed tightly.  
    And then, as if it had a mind of its own, my knee shot up before he could enter me, swift and hard, snapping up like a rubber band, making contact with his balls with a loud crack.  He grunted and fell off of me, and I opened my eyes.  His hands cupped his balls as his eyes rolled in the back of his head.
    For a split second, I watched him in shock, frozen in time.  
    Look what you did, Lacey!
    I had never fought back before. Something switched inside of me, a strength had bubbled up inside of me that I didn’t know was there.  I jumped to my feet and moved away from him.  My broken stiletto lay on the carpet and in a daze, I reached for it.  
    Monty moaned, still grabbing his balls with one hand reaching for my ankle with the other.  I kicked, freeing myself from his weak grip, but stumbling into the table next to the couch.  A glass lamp fell to the ground, shattering and scattering splinters of glass on the carpet around him.
    My eyes trailed from the broken heel in my hand and then to Monty, my tormentor for the last six years withering on the floor, and back again to the spiky heel.
    Monty’s eyes were filled with savage anger and shock that I had finally lashed out.  He began to rise to his knees, and I knew he was coming for me.
    He’s going to kill you, Lacey!
    In a rush of movement, I was on him, my fist slicing through the air and stabbing him right in the chest, the stiletto sinking into his flesh smoothly, the force of the blow knocking us both to the ground, as I fell on top of him.  Our eyes met and he looked at me with astonishment.  
    “You fucking cunt!” he gasped.  
    Blood began bubbling out of his mouth.  I pulled the heel out of his chest and sank it right back in, over and over.  Huge ribbons of thick, sticky blood spurted from his chest, splattering all over me. 
    My arm stopped moving. I gasped for breath, sobbing. My heart felt as if it would explode in my chest.  I looked down at Monty and cried out.  
    His blue eyes stared up at me, eerily vacant, hauntingly dark.  
    Very, very dead.
    The strength faded from my body, my consciousness began to weaken, and I laid down beside him, gasping for breath, searching for the one peaceful place that I possessed within me, letting the sweet darkness engulf me as I eventually drifted as far away as my body would let me go.

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    Throbbing.  
    Pounding, exploding heat.
    My hands flew to my head as I tried to stop the pain thrashing through me.  The throbbing was deafeningly loud, and it took me a few seconds to realize it was my heart beat.
    I shot up, opening my eyes, seeing nothing but darkness.  My hands reached down, feeling the familiar carpet below me.  
    My apartment.  
    I was safe.
    The events of the night before rushed back slowly, as did the pain.  It spread through my consciousness and my body with equal speed, planting a deep ball of misery firmly in my gut.
    I fell back on the floor, miserable, spent.  I wouldn’t be able to leave my apartment for days, weeks maybe, depending on the damage Monty had done to my face.  I reached up and touched my already swollen cheek, and winced.  He had been especially vicious this time.
    Oh, how I fucking hated him with all of my soul.  No wonder I had gotten in the car with the stupid cop.  I was desperate for a way out.  A new life.
    I sighed, turning over and curling my body into a fetal position. A new life. It was never going to happen.
    At least I would have a few days of peace and quiet in my apartment.  I might have to deal with Monty, but I wouldn’t have to see anyone