Tristan's Point Of View
'Ugh... My everything hurts...'
I slowly opened my eyes and blinked lethargically, while trying to focus my vision. My body throbbed painfully everywhere, simply taking a small breath was excruciatingly painful.
Mr. Shaih had indeed been in a sour mood when he came home. I wasn't sure what exactly happened to piss him off so unreasonably, but he had viciously taken all of his anger and frustration out on my body... to a mercilessly sadistic degree.
Ordinarily, his enraged aggressions were mostly endurable, because I typically blacked out after an hour or so into his ruthless depravity. However, for reasons that I couldn't even begin to fathom, this time, he had gone to extreme lengths to keep me conscious the entire time.
