2 weeks later Tuesday night Blythe

I hate living with Amora, she's been on my ass about everything lately! I got a job at the pharmacy down the street from the asylum. It's the only time I get away from Amora. When we're home she treats me like I'm the 'c-word.'

One time she sat down me at the island as if we were at the confession table. I don't know what she's trying to prove here or if she's trying to start problems with me but it's working.

"Hello," I mumbled taking off my jacket and hung it in the closet. I take a Uber from home to work and back, it's not much since it's 10 minutes away.

"Hey, can you come upstairs please?" Amora stood by the stairs as I weakly smiled. "Be there in a minute." I yawned rubbing my eyes.

Some shifts can be extremely long, sometimes Amora doesn't see me at all because I work so late. "What's going on?" I asked coming upstairs and into her room.

"I want you to quit your job, you're never home until it's ass-crack of dawn." Oh, I forgot to mention, Amora has been asking me to do the impossible! This isn't the first time she asked me to quit my job.

"I just got the job why on earth would I quit?" I looked at her confused as she shrugged. "I don't think a crazy person like you should be working in a place like that," Amora uttered throwing me off guard.

"Why would you call me that? You don't even like that word." I don't know what's up with her, or what they're telling her at the asylum. "Well the word fits you perfectly, I should be able to use it since I did get you out of there."

Huh? What's actually happening here? "Amora, are you okay?" I questioned taking off my belt. "I'm not crazy like you, of course, I'm okay." She chuckled softly pinching my cheeks. "Stop calling me that."

"What? Crazy? That's what you are, there's no way around it. You're crazy, C-R-A-Z—."

I choked her with both my hands slamming her into the door. Amora scratched at my hands trying to pry them away. The feeling was soothing, the pressure between my hands and her neck. Her nails digging in my hands, the sound of her gasping. It reminds me of home.

Flashback

"Stop! Stop! You're hurting her!" I cried struggling to get my father off of my mom. She was on the floor gasping for air, tears slipping out her eyes. "Go away!" I yelled hitting my dad.

He had lost all our money at the bar and my mom talked to him about it, I guess he took it the wrong way. This wasn't the first time my dad gave our lives away. On my 8th birthday, we spent it in the car cause my dad lost all our rent money and we got evicted.

"Leave her alone!" I yelled one last time before smashing a plate on his head. He let my mom go only to corner me. "Why I outta!" He rolled up his sleeves preparing to knock my head loose as he would always say.

I wasn't scared, I'm only scared when he hurts my mom. He could tie me to the back of his truck as long as it meant my mom would be rid of him. "I am not scared of you. You can't hurt me, so you need to leave me and mommy alone . You're the worst daddy ever!" I ran past him and crouched down to my mom.

"Honey, you don't mean that." My dad whispered standing in his corner. "I hate you," I said looking up at him then back at my mom.

I held her tightly looking at the bruises on her neck. It's a love-hate relationship with them that no one can get in between. "It's okay baby." My mom whispered grabbing onto my arms holding me close.

I never wanted to lose my mom or my dad, but I had no control over that Flash back over

I blinked out the tears in my eyes looking at a pale Amora. "Blythe." She weakly moved her hands onto mine still trying to pull them off, I gasped letting her go. I looked at my hands feeling dirty all over.

I feel like him.

Amora coughed scooting into the corner away from. "I'm sorry!" I cried coming over to her. "No! Stay away!" She ordered but I disobeyed coming down to the floor. "I'm sorry." I sniffled pushing her hair out her face. "I didn't mean to hurt you," I whispered bringing her into my possession.

I held her tightly kissing her head. "Amora, I'm sorry." I sobbed looking at the bruises on her neck. "It's okay, you didn't mean to." She said softly wiping my tears off.

"Shh, don't cry, honey." Amora stood up, bringing me up with her. "You're to beautiful to cry." She sat me on the bed undressing me. "Can I have a kiss?" Amora asked puckering her lips. I nodded before kissing her softly, I smiled wiping my face yet again.

"Look at that smile, how beautiful you are." Amora cooed getting in bed. "No more crying, okay?"

I nodded my head laying down beside her. "Everything's okay." She whispered cuddling me from behind.

I don't know what to say, I feel so weak. I can't believe I would put my hands on her like that. "Go to sleep." She kissed my cheek still holding me.

I breathed in an out closing my eyes blocking out the light. I don't know what's wrong with me.

Amora Wednesday

"Are you crazy?! I almost lost my life last night because of some experiment?!" I yelled pushing Marie against the wall. "If you want to know how she's doing, then I'll bring her and she'll talk."

"But next time if you ever, ever ask me to do some bullshit experiment on my girlfriend again. I'll shove my foot so far up your ass, so help me god!" I let her go straightening out my scrubs walking past all the patients.

"Amora, wait!" Jackie called out grabbing my hand. "No! You knew what she wanted me to do. You've worked with Blythe for the longest and this is what you recommend! She killed Laura for crying out loud and you wanna know how far you can push her?" I snatched my hand away.

"Amora, I'm sorry!" Jackie yelled following behind me. "Eat a dick." I growled pushing through the double doors. I sat in my car watching time go by me.

"I'm such an idiot," I mumbled.

Nurse Marie wanted to know how Blythe was doing, is she safe to be around and all that. Then she wanted me to provoke Blythe a little bit, you know to push a couple of her buttons. Jackie didn't think it sounded like a bad idea which it was.

The whole purpose was to see how far I could push Blythe until she loses her cool. I didn't think Blythe would lash out on me and go wild, I hated using the 'C-word' with her last night. It made me feel dirty for even trying to put her in that category.

I hate when Blythe cries, it makes me sad because I know she's been through a lot and I had no right to put her in that position. I've been pushing her around all last week and this week but it's clear she had enough.

I told Blythe she could stay home today after last night and just chill out until I come home. It's obvious I don't want to be anywhere near Jackie or Marie. I might as well go home.

I sighed starting up my car and backed out the parking lot. I'm so stupid for listening to Marie.

Blythe has been nothing but sweet and loving to me, she comes home from work and I get so excited to be around her. I make her lunch every day when she goes to work, she's my baby and I want what's best for her.

I sighed walking to my apartment door, taking out my key. I'm done for today. "Honey, I'm home." I came up the stairs opening the bedroom door.

"My baby looks so sad," I whined taking off my scrubs. "I'm fine." Blythe chuckled getting on her side of the bed. "Good, that's what I like to hear." I cheesed laying down next to her.

"How do you feel?" Blythe asked looking at my neck. "I'm fine, don't worry about it." I moved in closer to her.

I haven't been focused on trying to make a move with her but I promise you the time will come. I think we're equally dominate but I'm a little more submissive. I don't know if that's true but that's the vibe I'm getting.

"I wanna take you out." I smiled laying my head on her chest. "Like... a date?" Blythe clung onto my waist, "Yeah, like a date." I could hear her smiling but I'm too scared to look up. "I would love to go on a date with you."

I blushed still holding onto her. There I made the first move now let's see if she'll pick up where I left off.

Boom -Blythe done lost it -Marie is OBVIOUSLY toxic -Maybe Jackie isn't who she says she is👀 -How cute! Their first date

A/N I really did cut up in Miami