"YOU BITCH!!" Robert cursed as he stared down at his hand which had been stabbed by the chair he was seated on. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!!" Blood streamed out of his hands like water.
As if the first stab wasn't enough, Anastasia yanked the knife out and drove it back into Robert's hand again. His agonized scream tore through the room, his face now streaked with tears as pain overwhelmed him.
"How about you Robert? Are you enjoying this?" Anastasia asked him, a cold grin stretching on her lips. "What? Are you enjoying this so much you can't talk anymore?"
A string of fear fell from her eyes, but she sniffled back the rest before she became a crying mess in front of the monster that always lurked under her bed.
Yanking out the knife, Anastasia stabbed him several more times, and Robert scattered on the chair he was seated on watching his blood pour on the ground. His hands were completely useless since they had ugly holes created by the knife that had been used to stab him.
