Gianna

I strike again, but the blow lands on his shoulder and not his face, like I intended. Marcus turns his body around, and slams into me from the side, sending me feeling back.

I eventually land on my ass on the ground. Pain explodes up my spine.

“A good effort,” he proclaims, totally unbothered. “I see you’ve learned to fight against me. Well, little sister, it’s a bad idea. A bad, bad one.”

“I’m not your sister, you sick fuck!” I yell. “I never have been! ...