It was cold as this was she did not want to he she stood and screamed in pain she full of cuts she had been experiment upon. As she heard a noise she looked up and she saw her Maddison Allen. Maddison stepped forward she wore a beautiful red dress as the door open and she chuckled as a man walked over with her this man as Jackson Brown. The man she loves so deeply! She clenched her teeth.
"Why!" She shouted as she tried to move but chains held her back. The woman with scars had a bandage that covered her left eye which was stabbed out by one of Maddison people!
"Beatrice do you know why I hate you," Maddison asked as she walked over and grabbed Beatrice chin and laughed cruelly. Jackson chuckled as well stepped forward as he cut another finger off her hand. She was used to this kind of pain for almost ten years in this mental hospital she has been tortured so endless that pain was so numb to her.
"Jackson? Why?" She mumbled.
"We will explain it," Maddison said a chair was dragged out as Jackson sat down and pulled Maddison on his lap. There was so much hate in her heart!
Too much!
"WHY!" She shouted.
"Slap her!" Maddison snapped as a doctor slapped Beatrice across the face twice.
"Now listen why I hate you," she said.
Beatrice's head snapped to the side from the slap, her cheek stinging. She glared at Maddison with her one good eye, the other swollen shut from previous abuse. Blood dripped from her mutilated hand, pooling on the cold floor.
"Why do you hate me?" she repeated, her voice hoarse from screaming and dehydration.
"I don't even know you!"
Maddison's cruel laughter echoed through the room.
"Oh, Beatrice, you really don't remember? How... disappointing." She leaned in close, her perfume overwhelming Beatrice's senses.
"You stole something precious from me. Something that belonged to me and only me."
Jackson's hand snaked up Maddison's thigh, his eyes never leaving Beatrice.
"And now, my dear Beatrice, we're going to take something precious from you," he said, his voice low and menacing.
Beatrice's heart raced, but she refused to show fear. She had endured so much already; what more could they do to her? "
Go to hell," she spat, blood spraying from her lips.
Maddison's smile widened, revealing perfectly white teeth.
"Oh, Beatrice, you're already there. And you're never leaving."
Maddison waved her finger and they dragged a little girl who was about seven or eight years old.
"Mommy!" The little girl shouted.
"Angel!" Beatrice shouted. Little Angel rushed over to her mama and burst to tears.
"What did you do to my daughter!" She shouted out of anger!
"Mommy brother boo waaa!" Angel cried and Beatrice heart broke she give birth to twins eight years ago and since they can remember it has always been in a mental hospital.
"Beatrice either your eye or your daughter eye which one do you chose?" Jackson asked.
"You two monsters!" She shouted.
Angel looked up and saw her mommy was deeply wounded her handles trembled and she looked at her mother who looked down at her with her one eyes and she softly smiled.
"Mommy? I love you so much! I love you more than the stars can count brother and I love you so much," the little girl said as grabbed a bottle.
"Angel stop!" Beatrice shouted and Angel smiled.
"Mama you are outstanding as a doctor but do you know that we also are genius like you I made this poison so simple and easy no pain mommy I won't make you chose I choose for you," she said as she drink the poison and Beatrice let out a scream. Maddison and Jackson burst out laughing in cruelty. Beatrice was in tears as she held on her daughter lifeless body.
Beatrice screamed and screamed until her throat was raw, holding onto Angel's lifeless body. The cruel laughter of Maddison and Jackson echoed in her ears, mingling with the sound of her own anguished cries. She felt like a part of her soul had been ripped out, leaving behind a gaping wound that would never heal.
As the laughter faded and the room fell silent, Beatrice looked up at her tormentors with a newfound hatred burning in her eyes. She would never forget this moment, this betrayal. She would carry the memory of her daughter's sacrifice with her always, a constant reminder of the evil that existed in the world.
"Mark my words," she said, her voice hoarse but filled with venom.
"I will have my revenge. I will make you pay for what you've done."
Maddison laughed and kicked Beatrice in the stomachs and grabbed her hair.
"Beatrice you are nothing but useless person! Let me tell you a secret, I am actually reborn in the last life, you took my place I am the daughter of Allen Family Clan not you! I was forced to suffer! Do you know the college entrance exams, your designs, your tech designs, and other talents they were all stolen hehe that's right you made Allen the third most powerful in England and it's because of your talents!"
"I never loved you, you were just something to use and throw away."
"Inject her and whip her," Maddison said as she walked away with Jackson.
She tortured the whole night long and tortured more in the morning. Maddison made sure to show off her success in front of her.
Beatrice lay on the cold floor, her body battered and bruised, but her spirit remained unbroken. The revelation that Maddison was also a reborn soul, one who had stolen her rightful place, only fueled the fire of hatred burning within her.
As the days turned into weeks, Beatrice endured unimaginable torture at the hands of Maddison and her cronies. Whips tore into her flesh, leaving deep gashes that oozed blood. Electric shocks coursed through her body, causing her muscles to convulse uncontrollably. She was starved, dehydrated, and forced to sleep on a bed of nails.
Through it all, Beatrice clung to the memory of Angel's sacrifice and the promise of revenge. She knew that she would escape this hell, no matter the cost.
Beatrice's mind was a fog, her senses dulled by the endless barrage of drugs and experiments. She had lost track of time, of the number of times they had injected her with unknown substances or subjected her to bizarre tests.
She floated in a haze of pain and confusion, her body a mere shell of its former self. Her once soft skin was now marred with scars and bruises, her beautiful hair reduced to tangled knots. The cold touch that had once been a part of her was now a constant reminder of the torment she endured.
Through the haze, a single thought remained clear: revenge. Revenge against Maddison, against Jackson, against the entire Allen family. She would make them pay for what they had done to her, to Angel, to her unborn child.
But for now, all she could do was survive. Survive the pain, the drugs, the experiments. Survive until the day she could finally exact her vengeance.
Within those two yes she has been experiment to point no return she was now 29 years old. Her hair was silver white now with golden eyes this due to the experiment that has happened to her. When the doctors tried to do an experiment on her this time her movements were so quick and screamed came out. She blind in her left eyes but her eyes flashed as she held her dagger.
"How wonderful today is a big day for the husband and wife," she said her voice void of emotions her eyes were soulless. Tonight will be the day blood happens her kids died on the same day two years ago she has been tortured to point no return now she will make them die today!