Elizabeth's POV

Tick, tick, tick.

These were the only sounds I could hear.

My eyes closed tight, hoping the demons would go away soon.

I could hear their voices in my head.

"You're weak."

"A good-for-nothing."

"Ugly."

"Fat."

"Just die already."

Those were the words the monsters would call me. Deep down, I felt lifeless. I had always wished for someone, anyone, to save me from this mess.

The bruises covered my body, and my once long blonde hair had turned brown from the sweat and blood stains.

I just wish it would all end soon; the sooner it does, the better for me.

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"Look, boys," I heard one of the monsters say, followed by a group of laughter.

"Just a little princess all by herself. I wonder where your daddy and brothers are; you have been here for a while, you know, Princess Elizabeth," the monster continued.

"Just leave me alone," the inner voice in my head cried out.

"What a mute," one said, slapping me on my cheek. But I kept my head low, just the way they asked me to.

Mumbling to themselves, too busy minding their own business, my eyes moved around the room before landing on a body next to the door. My eyes went wide for a second; this is the first time I've seen this body.

A boy lay down with blood around his shirt, breathing slowly. You could hardly tell if he was alive or dead.

"Oh, the little princess has finally noticed her brother," one of the monsters said, grabbing the attention of men.

My head snapped fast at him, hearing those words.

"Brother?"

What does he mean by brother? I have heard them talk about my father and brothers before, but I didn't think they meant their words.

The group laughed again before walking toward the boy's body and kicked him on his stomach several times.

He moaned in pain, but that didn't make them happy.

"Golden boy," the monster said, pulling the boy's brown hair. Blood dripped down his mouth and nose.

"Look at it, a family reunion," the monster said, and his friends laughed with him.

My eyes remained on the boy, waiting for his eyes to open, but nothing happened.

The monsters all sighed before mumbling words to themselves, then dropped his body and walked out of the door.

My mind told me to go towards him and check if he was okay, but the little me was scared out of my life.