Once more I'm jerked up by my hair, this time adding pressure beneath my elbow until I'm standing. My teeth chatter, which I'm guessing is because I've gone into shock. I'm brought out of it quickly when Kennedy cruelly twists one of my nipples.

This isn't happening. I think of Moon. His voice. His smile. His laugh. I ignore what Kennedy is doing as he twists the other one. He doesn't take it any further than that. He thankfully wraps a towel around me and dries me off with ...