AUTHOR"S NOTE:
* I appologize for the wait, the shortness and above all what your about to read. Please understand that as a writer I have to make choices that my fans won't always like, but are nessiary to the plot line. Just promise no to kill me! I will be updating a lot sooner for now on......Beause.......This will be wrapping up in a few chapters.......I'm thinking that my plot won't last longer than chapter 25. If that......So please if you would like a Broken glass sequeal, vote...I need 15 and only have four. Sorry folks unless I know you absoultly want more I won't bother. I'm currently writting 4 novels......That's a lot....Plus school work. :( But no worries.....BG is top on my list...I've just been suffering from severe writer's block when comes to BG. I'm over it now so expect more very soon. Thank you very much for reading and understanding.*


Broken glass 15
I stood there confused, hell......No matter how far i ran it always drug me back to it’s pits. It wouldn’t let me go.....
“Do you understand?” His voice was low and hushed. A relief to my ears after all of the screaming.
I couldn’t answer, I was too lost at words. He grabbed me at the neck and pulled me even closer.
“I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!”
“Yes.” My voice was little more than a whine. He smiled and released me. I was shaking and it was to hard to stop. I couldn’t control myself. It was like someone was ripping my heart out. It was always me, why......
“Your beautiful when you cry. It brings out your whole face. A masterpiece really.”
My body stopped shaking, something snapped inside of me. It shouldn’t be me.....I’ve never down anything wrong! I shouldn’t be pushed around.....I shouldn’t be hurt.
I felt my fist tighten as he began to walk away. It was like there was a surge of energy
rushing through my veins. I heard my knuckles crack loudly. I felt the strength in my small fists. I felt.....Like...A vampire. I...Was one wasn’t I?
I heard a laughter, at first it was quiet then it was loud and roaring like a hyena. He stopped dead in his tracks and turn back to me.
His grin was ripping through me, he shouldn’t ever smile again. I let back my fist and swung it forward.
I heard a loud crunching sound as he stumbled back still laughing. Still smiling.
This time I put every once of power I had into my punch. He caught it gracefully.
So I brought my leg up decided his stomach would do. With his free hand he grabbed my thigh just before the impact.
“Oh no you don’t. Ha ha. I’m glad you finally grew a backbone.”
He pulled me closer, until our lips met. It was a painful kiss, rough and forceful. Like he could care less rather or not I got hurt.
I hated him so much, he was taking my love......He wasn’t asking for it he was just taking it.
With my free hand I slapped his face away from mine.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!”
Then I pulled my leg away and retried my kick this time landing clean across his face. His laughter pushed me over the edge, how dare he?
Trying as hard as I could I punched him again, and again. Each time he’d just smile wider and look at me like I was the insane one.
“STOP SMILING!”
Every hit, every kick.....Every single blow had the same result. No matter how hard I tried he was never hurt, not a single mark.
I kept trying, until I was sobbing from my lack of success.
Eventually he put a stop to it, he grabbed my wrist and I didn’t even try to pull away.
“Feel better? Ha ha....”

I fell to the ground, miserable to the point of exultation.
He pulled me up to my feet and pushed me to his chest in a giant bear hug.
“Ha ha.....It’s too bad, your so weak....I thought for sure...Ha ha.. That you would have at least make me itch....But...Ha ha not even that! Ha ha.”
He dropped my wrist and I didn’t bother to move. Like I really wanted to be hit again. Finally he sighed and pushed me away, just to where he could see my face.
“Really you should look at your face! ha...It was priceless. Oh...And I bet your really hated me right now...Am I right? Ha. Can you blame me I was raised by demons!”
I pulled away from him and stopped crying instantly.
“Ha...It’s funny...YOU WERE TOO!”
I clutched my fists this wasn’t funny. He froze and looked at me and then sighed.
“Really? Are you going to try THAT again....Your going to hurt yourself....”
“OH AM I NOT ALLOWED TO?? EVERYONE ELSE DOES! WHY CAN’T I??????”
His grin faded.
“Your not laughing?”
“DOES IT LOOK LIKE I’M AMUSED?”
I grumbled and walked away from him.
“Your not worth hitting.”
Maybe if he gets mad enough he’ll end my life in a single blow.....Instead of slinging me across the room, like I’d hoped, he grabbed my shoulders instead.
In my ear he whispered “You aren’t either.”
I felt his lips against my neck. They moved down to my shoulder. I flinched away, he pulled me back.

This time he grabbed my face, his lips touched mine the softest they ever have.
And his hand fell tracing over my skin until they reached my waist.
I kept pushing him away, but he kept coming back for more. I felt like I was fighting for my life.
He was like.....A dog. Breathing deeply and his hands....were always moving.....From my waist to my back...To my shoulders.
I was like a helpless rag doll. My arms went limp at my sides. I couldn’t fight it. The second I gave up he let go.
He rolled his eyes and pushed me, painfully to the ground.
“I’ll see you later....”
He sounded bored like I was...Just a game...That he’d already won too many times. As I watched him I noticed why.....Five women had enter the room. Each of them carrying something different.
Then I felt a tap on my shoulder.....
I turned to see who it was.
“My lady.....The lord has...Requested that I clean you up.” She had dark golden hair that was pinned up and was almost the exact shade of her eyes. She was wearing a black dress with a white apron tied around her waist.
I looked towards the others. They were all wearing the same thing. Two more of them blonde, one brunette and the last had flaming red hair.......And was carrying a huge whit dress across her arm.
The tears in my eyes built up and I knew exactly what was happening.......
The girl pulled at my arm and lead me to a small door.
“Please my lady shower in here.”
I forced myself into the room and shut the door behind me. It was small without any windows and only a small candle for light. There was a toilet and a shower.
I turned the water on, there was only one knob and only one temperature, a freezing cold.
Just as I got in, i could no longer hold the tears back.....They began to flood my face as the icy water rolled over my skin, soothing the fresh bruises.
My knees gave way with the gravity and all I could do was cry and prey......Prey that there was still a God in the sky for me. prey that he’d forgive me.....Forgive what ever sins I’d be committing tonight.....Hope that he’d still except me when my time came. Nno matter how soon it was......