Ultraviolence

ch4

She shot him a glare and left ,

She fought and failed to stop her tears

Marcel's words rang true in her ears , deep down she already knew

She still can't understand why she stays

But it feels right

It's what she thinks she deserves

And when he tells her she's worthless and no one can ever love her

She believes him

He's all she has

And no matter how vile he is he's still her only constant

So she thinks she can't leave him

It's all she does

make excuses to keep reliving the same dreary cycle of doom

And he's well up on it

So he makes sure to shatter any shred of confidence and self respect she has

She thrusts her hand inside her pocket to reach for her phone when she finds a card

With an address and a small note

" 𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴
𝓜𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮"

She allows the cold breeze to calm her down and she decides not to inform Klaus of the newest turn of events

At least until she's thoroughly sure of where she stands in all this

And maybe a small part of her enjoyed feeling like she had the upper hand 

***

He came back late that night drunk and covered in blood

She sighed and placed her phone on the nightstand

Her heart skipped a beat when he stood close,too close to her before stopping briefly and then kissing her

He tasted of whiskey and blood

" You're late"

He laughed

" Does it matter?"

Her hands rested on his shoulders and she slightly tilted her head, flashing him her best doe eyes

The gesture seems to always get him to switch off

" I do miss you,you know"

He stood rooted to the spot, his expression one of amusement

" lo and behold! Turns out she actually cares"

She couldn't fight the smile tugging at her lips if she wanted

" Of course I do"

" Well your kindness took me unawares"

He fumbled with his belt and she felt that familiar knot in her stomach

" Now put that pretty mouth to good use "

The sight of her on her knees for him always has him by the balls

Looking into her large doe eyes as he fucks her mouth is the peak of his libido 

" Bloody.. gorgeous"

She sets a torturously slow pace until he feels like he wants to kick himself so he yanks her hair, forcing her to take his full length into her mouth

One more look at her tearful pretty eyes was all it took

He pulls out and ejaculates all over her face and chest

His personal favorite canvas , utterly his to use and abuse as he sees fit

His and his only

Or so he chooses to believe, to hide how much the thought of her ever leaving terrifies him

" Go clean up and come to bed"

He said flopping on the mattress with a satisfied smile

She doesn't know when is it that she started to not recognize her own reflection in the mirror

She's wiping her chest with a wet towel when she hears his voice coming from the bedroom

" You know love, it's moments like these that remind me why i so enjoy  having you in my house rent free"

It boils her blood and she picks up the jacket she had thrown on the bathroom floor

She eyed the card for a moment before putting it back inside her pocket

The wheels in her head turned

Her next move will determine whether she gets out a survivor or burn to nothing

Either way, she's already made her Choice