story: some people aren't so kind

Plunged the screwdriver in my thigh and left in for a while til i caught my breath

twisted it around just to hear me scream, pleading for mercy stil doesnt satisfy 

plunge it deeper til my cries fill the room.

A smile appears on his face of satisfaction as i feel I'm about to faint seeing fuzzy of the light headedness and the tears that wont let me see that sinister face anymore.

A kiss on my lips as you slowly extract the torture out of my thigh, a sigh of grief and desperation escapes my mouth. I fall to side and wait silently afraid to make any sound. 

Walks away through the only exit in this room, I am afraid to move in case this is a test and he will come back and do more harm, but what if he brings more things to torture me with.
I bring myself to sit on the ground and I begin to pray, dear God, if you hear my prayer, i know we havent spoke in some time, I want a sign of how to escape this. Let me live and be able to see my husband one more time. Give me the courage and strength to escape... I try to stand up as I am still praying.

As I head for the door he opens it before i can even turn the nob.
Grabs my hand and sits me down in a chair. Finally speaks to me and asks if I am afraid. I stay silent. still dont reply even after the next time he asks but with more of an assertive tone. He says I'm free to leave whenever I'd like. He's bluffing as soon as I get up he will get what he wants I will not give him this satisfaction. 

He picks me up and carries me outside. Throws me out on the grass and shuts the door behind him. As I stumble to get up I hear behind me the door creak open and a shot gun fires...