*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Kayci struggled to get away from her boyfriend. "Sheldon, let me GO!", she pulled away. He grabbed her by her arm, and yanked her over to him roughly. She could smell alcohol on his breath.
"You're drunk! You don't know what you're doing!", she shouted.
"Shut up Kayci. I know exactly what I'm doing!", Sheldno reached out quickly, and slapped her across the face. Tears sprang to her eyes, and spilled over, slipping down her cheeks.
"Oh, poor little Kayci. Did she not like being slapped? Huh? Well, maybe she should learn when to keep her mouth shut!", with each word, he slapped her again, each time harder than the last. Kayci brought her trembling hand to her mouth. It came back covered in crimson liquid. "P-please Sheldon. Whatever I did, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"P-please Sheldon", he mimicked in a high pitched voice. He slapped her again. This last blow sent her reeling backwards. She fell to the ground, and lay still. Deathly still almost. Sheldon took one last look at her still form, and stumbled into the night..
