She is the one by Asheslove (book recommendations for young adults txt) 📕

I muster all my strength 

'please don't do this, please' I mutter again but whom I am begging. Slowly I opened my eyes only to saw the same horrific view again, my heart pumping in my chest like someone is hammering it with all force and soon it will burst. He left me and took two steps back.  

'Ed show her the face of this motherfucker' Nicolas ordered Edward who was standing near the chair.
Edward grabs his jaw and harshly jerked his face upwards. 

'Why this bastard don't have hairs, it would be easier for me then' he snarled in disgust.

He was Simon, the same guy who hit me with the gun on other day. My eyes bulge out and hands came up grabbing my mouth in shock and fear. He wasn't looking anything like before. His tattoos were all disappeared in huge cuts on his chest and body, face was too covered with blood and cuts just like his body. He only had one hand with no fingers on that and some bloody bandages were wrapped around on the side of his right hand. His legs and left hand were looking like broken. 
'Oh my god' 'what you done to him?' I screamed and cried loudly, tears flowing furiously from my eyes after looking at his condition. I don't know this man and what he do, whether he's criminal or not I don’t know but he is a human and the only emotion I felt towards him right now of humanity is pity and pain for his suffering. He was not the scary man whom I saw that day, he is the man who is beaten brutally and tortured mercilessly. My heart clenched on looking up at his condition, deep cuts of wiping and beating was all over his body. His condition is enough to tremble someone's soul. 

'You are sick' I spat bitterly looking at the man who's responsible for all this.

 'How could you torture someone to this extent' I shrieked. 

'Oh dear it's nothing as compared to what I thought of doing to him and can do. I can go to much higher extents which you can't even imagine' he said hauntingly. 

'It is because of you that I go easy on him'. 

'Easy' 'this man is like a dead corpse and you are saying you had gone easy on him' 'You are insane' I shouted. A same familiar view started to flash in front of my eyes

 Is he dead? No, he's not dead, he's not?

'But still is alive, you wants to see' 

'Edward' he said and looked towards him. 

'What are you doing?' I cried and just then saw Edward with a sharp knife in his hand and he dig it right above his left shoulder, the man cringed and opened his mouth to cry, to scream but nothing came out from his mouth instead of few low painful groans but I screamed like maniac. 

He was not wrong when he said that you will not be able to even beg me to Simon on the day Simon hit me. The whole room echoed by my cries but Edward doesn't stop here. He moved the knife more harshly in circular motion; blood started flowing vigorously from his shoulder like fountain. Digging the knife deeper he started dragging it down to his arm. 

'No' 'stop it' I screamed 'Stop, don’t do this.' 'Leave him' but Edward was just enjoying his pain like a psychopath. 

These people are not humans, none of them is human, even wild animals are much better than these beasts. I run towards him and pushed him away from Simon to stop. 

'You are fucking sick, you all are sick' I cried. Blood was oozing like river from his hand turning the floor red under his hand. I hold the knife and pulled it out from his arm and threw it away crying hysterically and then suddenly my eyes fall on my trembling hands and they were red.

My past memories, my fear returned. No, no, no, I didn't kill him, he's alive. I am not murderer; I am not responsible for his death.

I sit on my knees on the floor in front of Simon. I looked at him who's not crying and groaning anymore, his eyes were shut. He's not dead.

 'Hey, hey' 'Simon' I called him by his name but he didn't respond. My heart filled with fear, he's dead. No, no 

'Wake up' 'open your eyes' I said in fear patting his bloody face but he didn't respond. 

'You are not dead, wake up' I shook his body harder and tried again. My heart was dropping with fear. Why isn't he responding, is he dead? He lost a lot of blood and was limp like a dead body. Don't die please, not in front of me I don't want to witness a horrible death again, please.

I screamed and jumped when heard a loud bang of gun. His mouth opened and face twisted in pain. He is not dead, he's alive but.... I feel cold fluid and wetness under my knees. I looked down at his broken legs and found that the bullet pierced through his leg and the blood is flowing copiously from their.

I looked at Nicolas who was holding the gun and a satisfying look was on his face. He surely would have enjoying this but his expressions were different. They were not usual which he wore. He was angry, his eyes red, bloodshot but there was not only anger, there were something else which is unreadable to me but this is not my concern. He was the one who just shoot.

This is all, I can’t take this anymore. I was frightened but my anger was much stronger than my fear. 

'Stop it' 'just stop it you motherfucker' I cried my lungs out and marched towards him, it doesn’t matter if he starve me after this or either kill me today. He gave a sign to Edward and I felt two strong arms around my waist which pulled me backwards with my legs flying in air. 

'Leave me Edward' 'you all are fucking blood hungry bastards, leave me and let me go' I cried and struggled crazily in his strong hold, scratching and pawing at him. After few minutes of my futile struggle I got tired. Edward put me down on the floor and released my waist only to grab me from my arms harshly. Tears running like waterfall from my eyes. I can't control them anymore; my weakness is nothing in front of my fear. Someone please take me away from these monsters, from this place before everything will ruin. My eyes fall on Leonardo who was standing quietly doing nothing.