Chapter 45

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                                Onyx's POV
I started watching my daughter sleep at night.

"Nyx you're hurting yourself by doing this."

"I-I'll be okay."

"No. You won't be. You're starting to get sick. I can see it all over your face. Go sleep."

"I can't. I'll lose her."

My eyes started to get heavy.

"You're going to bed."

I stood up. I fell down. I dragged my feet over to my bed. I fell onto it. My eyes shut right away. I woke up chained to a wall. Marionette's bloody body, was being dragged away from me.

"NO! MJ! MARIONETTE! WAKE UP!"

Next I saw, Primrose's bloody body, being dragged away from me.

"NO! BABY! NO!"

I heard laughing and knew who it was. I heard my mother and Mason. I was trying to break the chains.

"STOP! BRING THEM BACK! I'LL DO ANYTHING! GIRLS! COME BACK! GIRLS!"

I felt my body shaking. My eyes shot open as I sat up. I started looking around.

I'm in my bed.

There's no chains.

I noticed I was hyperventilating.

"Nyx? What's wrong?"

I ran up to Primrose. I started hugging her.

"Woah! What's wrong?"

"Don't let me go. Please don't let me go."

"Hey. Hey. Look at me."

Primrose cupped my face.

"What happened?"

"I had a night terror. Y-you both were dead! My mother and Mason killed you both! I-I was chained up! W-w-where's Marionette?"

"She's okay. She's taking a nap."

I ran to my daughter's room. I thankfully saw her sleeping. I ran to my bathroom. I found my Xanax pill bottle and took one out. I took it then just stood there in the bathroom.

"Baby?"

I looked in the mirror. I saw Primrose standing behind me.

"I-I'm scared! I-I can't lose you!"

"You won't. Let's go watch a movie or show. Okay?"

I nodded. We went to the living room. We laid down on the chase side of the couch. She ran her fingers through my hair. I started rubbing her stomach. Primrose put on a movie for us to watch. A few minutes later, my Xanax started to work. I calmed down a lot.

"Better now?"

"I think so."

"Phew. That's a relief."

She started scratching my head.

"Why does family, have to be so complicated?"

"I wish I knew. I wish I knew."

"I see Mari hasn't been taking her medicine."

"She says she's not in pain."

"That's good. I-I'm sorry about earlier."

"Huh? Why are you sorry?"

"I feel like, I was a dick to you."

"Don't worry. You weren't."

She kissed the top of my head.

"Did my mom trigger you the other day?"

"I don't think so."

I felt a kick. I smiled.

"Hey Roxie."

Primrose kept scratching my head. I kissed her stomach.

"Had MJ had any bad dreams lately?"

"Yeah. She mostly feels bad for upsetting you."

"You're not mad at me right?"

"No. No. Of course not. You were upset."

I felt a hand on my cheek.

"Hey look up."

I looked up at her.

"You honestly throught, I'd be mad at you, over your mental health?"

"K-kinda."

She kissed me.

"Have you always been that depressed?"

"No. I-I just started feeling like that. It's bad enough that, I think the world is out to get me."

"I-I know."

"It's like...everyone in my life...becomes toxic."

"I'm sorry."

"I thought, just my family and would be toxic. Then...Amy happened. She was so kind at first. I-I have no idea where and how it went bad.."

"You didn't see any red flags?"

"Not unless, I missed them."

"Baby..."

"But hey, at least I have you and I still have Marionettes. That's a good thing."

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