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(Y/N)'s POV
*Smash*
Molly: How many times do I have to tell you?!
She yelled as she threw plates at me. Some missed and smashed around me, but most hit me causing me to bleed.
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*Smash*
*Smash*
Molly: You stupid piece of shit!
(Y/N): I'm sorry. Please stop.
*Smash*
Molly: Oh you're sorry?! And did you just try and tell me what to do?!
She stopped throwing plates before coming over to me and throwing me to the ground. She started kicking me and stomping on me. I wanted to yell or cry, but if I did it would only get worse.
Molly: You are the most pathetic human being to ever exist!
She yelled in between kicks.
(Y/N): *Weak* *Wheezing* I know. I'm sorry.
She stopped kicking.
Molly: Look at me!
I turned my head to face her, but it was hard to see with blood running from my forehead down my face. She crouched down and put on an almost sincere smile, but I knew better.
Molly: Oh no darling. What happened to you? Did you fall again? You are so clumsy.
She said, trying to sound sweet and concerned. She then patted my cheek a few times, but each time it made me flinch.
Molly: Now then I'm gonna go out and treat myself to a spa treatment then dinner to help me relax since you ruined my good mood by not having dinner on the table and standing by the door ready to serve me.
She ran her fingers through my hair before grabbing it hard and pulling it up a little.
Molly: By the time I get back you better have this whole place clean. If you do a good job I might even consider letting you sleep in the bed tonight with me. If you're not still bleeding all over the place, but if you don't do as I instructed then be prepared to have another "Accident".
When she said that she put air quotes around it before shoving my head back to the floor.
Molly: Bye now.
She walked away and I could hear her footsteps until I heard the front door slamming behind her. I tried to move, but everything including my chest hurt. I could see my blood pooling on the tile floor. I decided to rest my head on the cool floor, closing my eyes for just a few moments. Within twenty minutes I heard knocking on the door. I was instantly filled with panic because I still haven't cleaned up yet, but Molly doesn't knock on the door.
