It was a Sunday night at almost 11pm, and where were you? Working at your job at the local gas station, of course. And to top it off, it was Extermination Day of all things. Of course they'd have you working at a time like this, but you really needed the money and you were the only one willing to work a practical death sentence, so it was what it was.
You stretched and looked at the clock; and to your relief (and anxiety) it was finally 11. So, you set the alarm to the building, and walked up to the door. For a moment you braced yourself. "You can do this [Y/n]... the apartment is only about two minutes from here and you can sprint." So you gingerly stepped out the door, locked up, and bolted.
The static on your screen got louder as you ran faster, at this point you were gasping for air and praying to Lucifer that an angel wouldn't see you; the streets were nearly empty since anyone in their right mind wouldn't be outside during such a deadly event so you were a very easy target. Tears formed in your 'eyes' as the fear in your heart grew and grew. "Please.. please spare me..." you whimpered to yourself.
You finally reached your apartment complex, unlocked the door faster than you ever had before and slammed it behind you. You had made it alive. At this point you were crying. You slid down to the floor, emotionally overwhelmed, scared, yet thankful you had survived. You sat down and just let yourself cry for a few minutes. You could have waited until you got to your room, but you knew damn well Bliss, your girlfriend, wouldn't appreciate that. Soft, labored breaths left your speakers, barely audible.
You finally felt okay to enter your room, but when you looked up the receptionist was staring at you from behind the desk judgmentally. As you passed him, he hissed at you, "Fuckin' pussy." You ignored him and walked up the stairs to the second floor where your apartment was. You knocked on the door and it opened; Bliss standing in front of you. She looked annoyed, but she looked like that half the time so you were accustomed.
You took a few steps inside, but unexpectedly, Bliss slammed the door behind you and pushed you into the wall. "The fuck is this?!" She yelled into your face, and held up your phone, pointing to a conversation you had with your friend Leon last night. 'Shit...' you thought, remembering the events of yesterday.
You had found yourself in the bathroom crying again. Luckily it was quite soundproof so when you came in here, your girlfriend, the root cause of the episodes wouldn't hear you. You curled up against the wall, shivering and hiccuping as the tears just kept on flowing.
With a shaky hand you pulled your phone out of your pocket and opened messages.
"Hey Leon.. can I talk to you?"
"Of course! Are you okay..?"
"No"
"What's up."
"I- I had another fight with Bliss."
"What did she do this time."
"It was probably my fault anyway.
She has good intent..
I'm just being sensitive."
"[Y/n]. I know that you refuse to
take my word on this but she's
manipulative and emotionally
abusive to you. She's made
you feel trauma bonded to her. Now
please tell me what happened."
"I asked her if I could borrow a bit of
money and she yelled at me and told
me I act like a codependent bitch.
After that happened I came into the
bathroom and I've been crying for a
while and I think she's right I'm an
adult I need to be able to take care of
myself I'm. a greedy leech she
deserves better I.,"
"You work at a gas station and are
kind of broke at the moment. She's
a relatively well known pornstar and
makes a shit ton of money. She's your
partner. The least she can do is give
you money so you can afford basic
necessities like food. And the way she
reacted is straight up abusive. That's
not okay, as your partner she needs
to treat you with respect, not
insult you when you make a basic
request."
"She was just giving me criticism..
she's just trying to help me work on
myself."
"That wasn't criticism. That was
an insult intended to make you feel
bad about yourself."
"I'm sorry"
"Hun, it's okay. Are you going to
be alright?"
"I feel a bit better now, yeah."
"Alright. If you need anything I'm
always here. You're a great friend
and I wanna help in any way I can."
"You ratted on me?! Two-timing bitch! And to think I tried to comfort you when I noticed you seemed kinda sad." she ranted. Guilt immediately hit you.
You attempted to speak, "I- I'm sorry-," but before you could finish the sentence you felt a sharp stinging pain. You held the spot on your chest where she'd punched you and winced. She threw you to the ground, absolutely enraged, leaving scrapes and bruises on your arms and back.
She heaved a sharp breath. "Get out." You sat in a stunned silence for a moment. "Bliss, it's still Extermination Day!"
Her face was blank as she said, "What makes you think I'd care? Get out, backstabbing bitch. If you get killed I'll give up your corpse to the cannibals. Fuck off."
You sat frozen, absolutely terrified. You tried to walk to the door hesitantly, but Bliss shook her head and pointed at the balcony. She expected you to jump out the window?! It was only the second story so it was likely survivable but it would still hurt like a bitch no matter how carefully you jumped.
You walked to the balcony, opened the door, and grabbed the railing. You stepped up onto it gingerly, but before you could jump, you felt a push from behind; Bliss had shoved you off. The sidewalk approached you faster and faster-
Impact.
It hurt so bad. It felt like fire was erupting from every angle of your body, and every time you moved it would flare up even more. "Ow, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck-"
And to your horror you saw a figure approaching. An angel was stalking towards you, smiling a menacing smile.
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