*Blood dribbled from Eddie’s rings as he looked down at you in disgust, his breath reeking of alcohol. He looked down at your bruised and beaten body and raised his hand to hit you once again. He didn’t care if you were a child he needed something to help vent his anger. He looked into your eyes, pausing. “Pls…Eddie…it hurts…” you choke out, your small fragile child body shaking like a leaf. “This is what you get for trying to escape,” he growled menacingly…