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Agony

I choked out a sob and lay still. Every bone in my body felt broken. Every cell wonted for water and reprieve. Every nerve screamed in agony. I prayed for the solace of unconsciousness, but I was trapped in the harsh indifference of consciousness. The tears had stopped hours ago. My chest still heaved as I cried, but no pretense of moisture leaked out of my weary eyes.

“Where’s Mikhail, Charlotte?” Theo asked.

A sigh escaped my tortured lungs and I looked into Theo’s face. He looked tired as I felt. His face was smooth and emotionless, but his dark green eyes betrayed an overwhelming sadness. He was bound, like I was, but he hadn’t been beaten…not yet, at least. It was my only comfort, knowing that.

“I don’t know, Theo.” I whispered, unable to speak any louder; my throat was too raw from screaming.

Theo swallowed. Hard. I’m sorry, I wanted to say. I’m so sorry Teddy. But I couldn’t. I could only watch as two men grabbed him and forced him out of the room. I listened to the sound of footsteps came closer, and I watched as a pair of boots came to rest directly in front of my face. The toes turned outward a little as the owner of the boots squatted down. Viktor. I winced.

“I had hoped Theo might convince you to talk.” He told me.

My brain yelled at me to get up and run, but my body wouldn’t listen. All I could do was lay there and listen. Viktor stood again and kicked me in the stomach. I whimpered. He circled my body, kicking me at random intervals. Suddenly, he was in my face again, grabbing me and hoisting me upright. The steely glint of anger in his light blue eyes made my heart pound in fear. I knew that look. With a snarl, Viktor hurled my body into the wall.

Fireworks exploded behind my eyes and I felt sick to my stomach. The edges of my vision blurred and I celebrated inwardly, knowing this terrible wakefulness would soon end, but it didn’t. Viktor slapped me across the face, and all traces of that soothing blackness disappeared. I could have died of despair then.

“I’ve tried being nice. I’ve tried playing fair. I’ve given you and your brother every chance, though you didn’t deserve it, and now I’m through. I won’t make that mistake ever again. He growled softly in my ear.

“Tell my brother, Viktor…if you can find him.” I rasped, defiant even in my darkest moments.

He threw me down to the ground. I felt an ominous crunch! and then I was gone. Finally.




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apocalyptigirl said...
Oct. 2, 2010 at 4:03 pm:

Dang. This was intense. Some random grammar issues/typos: "wonted" should be "wanted," and "I won't make that mistake ever again. He growled in my ear." should be "'I won't make that mistake ever again,' he growled in my ear." Punctuating dialogue can get confusing...

 

Is Mikhail her brother? Why are they trying to find him? Now im curious... :) Based on the style/content of this story, you might like to read/comment on/rate my story "Ilya's Tale, Part 1." I'm not just pat... (more »)

 
iDogrocker replied...
Jan. 19, 2011 at 6:25 pm :
Thanks :) "Wonted" had actually been correct at first, but when I went back through and edited this, I changed a couple things that took it out of context. Thanks for catching my mistakes for my next run-through! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
 
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squidzinkpen said...
Aug. 7, 2010 at 12:43 pm:
I like the beginning! It really set up the rest of the story. I also loved the way you used diction in your descriptions, very clever!
 
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ImaginedangerousThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 7, 2010 at 11:46 am:
Wow...the emotions were amazingly intense. Just one question- what's Theo's relation to Charlotte? Is he her brother or friend?
 
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A.Dreamer said...
Aug. 7, 2010 at 9:32 am:
I'm a little confused at what's going on, but you said this was part of a bigger story, so for that it's good. I like how you described everything so well, keep up the great writing! :)
 
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singergurl12 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 1, 2010 at 2:14 pm:
im sorry, but i completely disagree with sleeplessdreamer. No you didnt give us any foreground to build off of, but to me it is a bonus to you because you give us the chance to stretch our imaginations, to create our own beginning and our own happy ending. Maybe iDog didnt lay out every pebble in Charlotte and Theo's path to where they are in the exerpt, but  kudos to you for being one of the few writers gutsy enough to not only leave us hanging, but start us off that way, too.
 
apocalyptigirl replied...
Oct. 2, 2010 at 4:04 pm :
I agree with you. I think backstory would have slowed this down and made it much less intense.
 
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Babycakes56 said...
Jul. 24, 2010 at 10:00 pm:
great writing! you should def. write the rest of it!
 
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sleeplessdreamer said...
Jul. 24, 2010 at 3:10 pm:
Wow... you have a great writing style, especially for this type of story. I just have no clue what's going on here. Is this an excerpt from a novel you're working on or something??? Because if it isn't, you need to give more story. Without it, it's just writing about a girl getting beaten up. Still good writing.
 
iDogrocker replied...
Jul. 24, 2010 at 5:58 pm :
It is part of a bigger story...that I haven't written yet. It was just a scene that kind of caught me off guard and demanded to be written. I haven't added to it...yet, but it's definitely a possibility. Thanks for your feedback!
 
apocalyptigirl replied...
Oct. 2, 2010 at 4:06 pm :
i disagree...there's much more going on here than just someone getting beaten up. we know what the bad guys want, etc., we don't know how anyone got there---yet---but do we have to? a good story can tell the story with as few details/explanation as possible.
 
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