Heavy duties

Lured and poisoned

It took me solid 15 minutes to gather my thoughts together after my realization. Part of me wanted to storm out while screaming and kicking Murphy, but the rational part of me said that I needed to be quiet about it. If I'd keep my mouth shut and just play along, he wouldn't suspect anything. Then he wouldn't lock me up. Maybe I could escape? 

I remembered Dr. Merch talking about the vaccine that fights against Murphy's power. I should tell her about this. Or should I? What if Murphy finds out through her? I shook those thoughts away; she told me something heart-to-heart, and I could tell her something too. I hoped. 

The problem was that my mind was not working the way it used to. I found it hard to try and go outside or to Dr. Merch's room. Instead, I felt comfortable upstairs, in my room, and even better if I was with Murphy. He now felt confident with taking me around with him since he knew he could just control me like that. I knew it but I still couldn't help it or fight it. 

And most of all I felt very jealous of his attention. Not only for other women, but it also worked for anyone. If it was someone else than me, I was jealous. I was ready to jump on their throats and slit them open and eat their brains. And that wasn't my type at all. I mean, both the part of being jealous of his attention AND wanting to eat someone's brains. 

The wound on my back was healing but my heart wasn't. The part of me that was still me was angry, betrayed, and sad. I couldn't believe that all this time I thought Murphy would treat me differently. That he would let me be me because he would REALLY like me the way I am. But the pride had risen up his head and I guess he couldn't handle the fact anymore that someone was being against him. So he thought it would be easier to just do this. Who's gonna find out, right? Who's gonna whoop his ass about it? Nobody. Because I no longer was physically able to hurt him. 

I don't know what vaccine he was taking himself but it was helping. His skin was now losing its blue color and turning back to its original color. It was rather strange to see him like that; I was so used to him having this sick, blue tone. For some reason, this didn't fit either. Why would he want to be more human while making people around him less like it? I hope I won't turn blue though. 

 Or maybe this was just his revenge on the world. He was the freak and now he would turn everyone else into freaks while healing himself. But wouldn't that still make him the freak? Man, I don't know, I have too much time to think. And I kept thinking about my escape plan, now that I knew what was happening. I should leave, I should go and find Lucy and hide her before Murphy ruins her too. 

But the moment I saw Murphy I was weak in his arms. I could stare into his eyes for ages, his touch was my heroine. And he sure was taking advantage of my sudden acceptance, but it also made him even more arrogant (if that was even possible). 

// short one that will continue soon because I need to ask you a quick question; do you want to read real smut or do you prefer it to be the way it has been now? Or do you prefer not to have it at all? I'm fine with anything, just gonna be blushing anyway.