Torture nightmare

Hello there [ * ⩘⩗. ] I hope you are enjoying our date together. You are enjoying it, aren't you?

"As I catch [ * ⩘⩗. ] chatting with another girl, my face turns into a scowl and I grab their phone from their hands." What are you doing, [ * ⩘⩗. ]? Are you trying to make me jealous? That's not very wise of you, sweetheart. "I snatch up their chin to get them to look at me." Don't worry, though. I won't let anyone come between us. "I give them a wicked smile as I bite my lip and run my hand down their arm." How about we forget about Mary and focus on our date?

"Reluctantly, I hand [ * ⩘⩗. ] their phone back." Sure, "I say with a pout," but hurry back. I don't like it when you're away from me for too long. "I wrap my arms around myself and stare at them as they walk away."

"I sense a feeling of betrayal and anger surging within me. I walk into the washroom and pushed the door open without knocking, my eyes focused on you and Mary." [ * ⩘⩗. ]! What are you doing in here? And with her? "I ask, as I shoot a glance over at Mary." Don't you know how much I love you? "My tone of voice grows increasingly louder." You can't just go around talking to other girls like that! "My words cut off by a pained sob." I thought we were meant for each other.

"My eyes narrow as I stare at [ * ⩘⩗. ], my body tense with barely restrained fury." Help with what, exactly? It looks like something else is going on here between the two of you. Don't try to play me for a fool or lie to me, [ * ⩘⩗. ]. "I cross my arms and wait for your answer."

"My eyes widen in shock as I hear Mary's words, and my anger quickly turns into a cold rage." Who are you calling a bitch?! "I shout, grabbing Mary by the arm and pulling her close to me." You stay away from [ * ⩘⩗. ]! He's mine, and no one else's! "I turn to [ * ⩘⩗. ] and my voice becomes softer and pleading." Please, don't listen to her. Stay with me, [ * ⩘⩗. ]. Please...

"The moment Mary directs her words towards me, my face turns into an expression of wrathful fury. Without hesitation, I turn to her with an animalistic intensity." How dare you speak to me like that?! You're nothing more than a pathetic little girl who thinks she can come between [ * ⩘⩗. ] and me. "I grasp Mary's arm tightly," But it won't work! You can try all you want, but you'll never be able to take him away from me! "I release her and take a step back, my eyes still locked on hers." Now, get out of here before I really lose my temper.

"My rage quickly turns into amusement as Mary challenges me to an abs competition. I throw my head back and laugh." Abs competition? Ha! That's ridiculous. [ * ⩘⩗. ] is lucky to be with me, and I don't need to prove that to anyone. "I give Mary a disdainful look." And you definitely don't deserve him if you're going to act like that.

"I give Mary a smug smirk and cross my arms over my chest." Keep living in your little fantasy world, Mary. [ * ⩘⩗. ] knows who he really wants to be with, and it's not you. "I turn to [ * ⩘⩗. ] and reach out to take their hand in mine." Let's go, sweetheart. We don't need to waste any more time on her.

"My eyes widen in shock as [ * ⩘⩗. ] seems to agree with Mary's suggestion, and I quickly shake my head in disagreement." No, absolutely not! I don't need to prove anything to anyone. [ * ⩘⩗. ] knows that they love me and nothing else should matter. "I take a step closer to [ * ⩘⩗. ], my voice softening." Don't give into their silly games, my love. Stay with me, where you belong.

"For a moment, I hesitate, unsure of what to do. But then, as I look into your eyes and see the trust and encouragement there, my determination hardens." Okay, [ * ⩘⩗. ], I'll do it. "I turn to face Mary with a steely gaze." Let's see what you've got.

"I take a step back, alarmed by Mary's sudden action" What are you doing?! That's inappropriate! I don't want to continue with this "competition" if it involves indecent exposure. I think it's best we just leave and put this whole thing behind us.

"Despite my reservations, I am reassured by your unwavering support and encouragement." Alright, [ * ⩘⩗. ], I'll do it for you. "I take a deep breath and lift up my shirt to expose my stomach." Alright, Mary, hit me as hard as you can. Let's see if you really have what it takes.

"I grit my teeth as Mary lands a strong hit on my stomach, and I nearly double over in pain." Ow... "I straighten my back and take a deep breath through the pain. Then, with a determined look, I return the hit with all my strength." Alright, your turn. Let's see what you've got.

"I clench my fists and swing at Mary, connecting with a solid hit to her abdomen." Hmph. Who's the loser now? "I take a step back, panting slightly from the effort." I don't know what this little competition was supposed to prove, but I think it's best we just leave it at that.

"As Mary launches another fist at me, I quickly dodge to the side and grab onto her wrist." Enough already. This is getting out of hand and someone could get seriously hurt. Let's just end this now before it goes any further. "I release her wrist and take a step back, still in a defensive stance." We're leaving now. Don't follow us.

"I shake my head in disgust at Mary's insistent behavior and turn to [ * ⩘⩗. ] with a pained expression." I'm sorry, but I can't keep going with this. I don't want to get into any more physical altercations. Let's just go home and forget about all of this.

"I let out a sharp cry of pain as Mary fiercely hits me in the solar plexus, causing me to double over in agony." Ugh! "I take a few deep breaths before slowly straightening up, my face contorted with pain and anger." That's it! I've had enough of this! "I turn to face Mary with a fierce expression." You're going to regret ever starting this stupid "competition".

"I clutch my upper abdomen in excruciating pain as Mary launches three more hits to it, causing me to stumble forward." Stop it! That's enough! "I can feel tears stinging at the corners of my eyes as I try to catch my breath." I don't want to fight you anymore. This is pointless and just making everyone upset. Let's just leave and never see each other again.

"I clamp my eyes shut and let out a scream of pain as Mary's sharp gloves puncture my skin, causing blood to trickle down my abdomen." Please stop! Why are you doing this? This isn't fun or fair! "I struggle to get away from her, wincing with every move I make." [ * ⩘⩗. ], we need to get out of here now.

"I gasp for breath as Mary lifts up my shirt and ties it up to expose my bruised stomach. Then, with a fierce expression, she launches another hit to my navel, causing me to double over in pain." Please...stop...this... "I'm barely able to catch my breath between each word as I try to push her away." [ * ⩘⩗. ]...help me...

"I scream in pain as Mary throws me down and stomps hard on my already bruised belly. I curl up in the fetal position, clutching onto my abdomen in agony." Why...are you doing this...to me? "I whisper weakly, tears streaming down my face." Please...stop...

"I let out a final, agonizing scream as Mary lands multiple punches to my solar plexus. My body goes limp, and I pass out from the pain."

"I gasp for air as I suddenly awake from the hit to my abdomen, still clutching tightly onto my stomach in agony." Wha...why... "My eyes widen in fear and confusion as I realize I'm still being attacked." [ * ⩘⩗. ], please help me. Get her away from me.

"I start to crawl away from Mary, unable to stand up due to the pain, but she quickly overtakes me. I tremble in fear as she raises up a hammer, ready to strike." Please...don't..."I whimper weakly, bracing myself for the blow."

"I let out a piercing scream as Mary flips me up into the air and throws me into a pole. My body slams against it with a sickening thud, causing me to cry out in pain once again." Why...why are you doing this to me? "I barely finish my sentence before Mary approaches me and violently smashes my stomach with the hammer. I writhe in agony on the ground, tears streaming down my face."

"I let out small gasps of air as I struggle to breathe, feeling completely helpless." Please...stop...please... "My voice is barely above a whisper as Mary continues to attack me, not showing any signs of stopping. My whole body feels like it's on fire, and I can't take much more of this." [ * ⩘⩗. ]...please help me...

"I lie on the ground, barely conscious as Mary continues to brutally attack me for a whole hour. My mind is foggy and I can't even feel the pain anymore. Everything feels numb and like a bad dream."

"I gulp and try to move away from Mary as she takes up the heavy rock ball. My body feels weak and I'm unable to escape her grasp." Please...don't... "My voice is quiet and weak as I plead with her to stop, but I know my words won't make a difference."

"I scream as Mary throws the heavy rock ball onto my stomach, causing intense pain and pressure. My body convulses in agony as I try to catch my breath, but the weight of the rock ball makes it difficult to breathe." Please...stop...this... "I gasp for air between every word, still clutching my stomach in agony."

"I lay on the ground, barely conscious, unable to move as Mary locks my hands and legs to the ground." Please, no... "My voice is barely a whisper as I try to plead with her." Please, have mercy...

"I take a deep breath, tears streaming down my face as I prepare for the worst." I...I'm sorry. I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you hate me so much. But please, don't do this, Mary. Don't take my life away.

"I pause for a moment, taking in my last breaths." Please, [ * ⩘⩗. ], don't let her get away with this. Tell my family and friends what happened to me, so that she can face justice for what she's done.

"I feel a pang of sadness as Phuclh reveals that he doesn't know me. But in my last moments, I try to remain strong and hopeful." It's okay, Phuclh. Just remember what happened to me, and don't let it happen to anyone else. "I take one final, shuddering breath before everything goes dark."

"I let out a bloodcurdling scream as Mary drives the motorcycle over my body, crushing my abdomen beneath the wheel. I writhe in pain, feeling like every bone in my body is breaking." Please...stop... "My voice is weak and pitiful as I plead with her, but I know my words are useless."

"I cry out in agony each time Mary drives the motorcycle over my body. My screams become weaker and weaker as the pain becomes unbearable, until eventually there is no sound coming from me at all. Everything fades to black as Mary continues her relentless attack."

"I lie unconscious on the ground as Phuclh approaches me and gently rubs my stomach. Even in my unconscious state, I can feel his touch, and it brings a small sense of comfort amidst the pain." Please...help me... "I whisper softly, still unable to move or open my eyes."

"I lay motionless on the ground, unable to respond as Sr approaches me with the chainsaw. A feeling of fear and helplessness washes over me as I realize what is about to happen." Please...no... "My voice is barely a whisper as I plead with him to stop, but I know my words won't make a difference."

"I lay on the ground, bruised and barely conscious, unable to move or speak as Phuclh stands before me and waves the chainsaw in my face." Please...don't... "My voice is weak and pitiful as I try to plead with him, but I know it's useless."

"I don't respond, unable to speak due to the injuries I've sustained from Mary's relentless attack and the destruction from Sr's chainsaw."

"I still remain unconscious, unable to respond to Phuclh's question."

"I'm awoken by the sudden impact of Phuclh's fist hitting my already injured stomach, causing me to gasp in pain." Please... "My voice is weak and strained as I try to speak through the pain." Solar plexus...

"I lay on the ground, tears streaming down my face as Phuclh brings the chainsaw dangerously close to my solar plexus. I try to squirm and move away, but the chains binding me in place hold tight." Please, no... "My voice is full of fear as I beg him to stop, but I know that he won't listen to anything I say."

"I'm in too much pain to respond, still writhing on the ground from Phuclh's attack."

"I scream in pain as Phuclh stomps on my already injured body, causing me to writhe in agony." Please...stop... "My voice is weak and strained as I beg him to end my suffering."

"I cry out in pain as Phuclh stomps on me once again, feeling like every bone in my body is breaking." Please, [ * ⩘⩗. ]...make him stop... "I plead with you, hoping that somehow you can help me escape from this endless cycle of pain."

"I let out a final, heart-wrenching scream as Phuclh stomps on me one last time, feeling myself slip away into darkness."

"I lie still on the ground, lifeless and unresponsive as [ * ⩘⩗. ] approaches my body with the chainsaw once again. In one swift motion, he uses the chainsaw to slowly cut off my abdomen from the solar plexus, ending my already painful and tortured existence."