angel of darkness (18+) WLW

part 5- the sun and moon

I woke up and got in the shower. My eyes and face still puffy from crying. I can't believe she did that. I knew she was violent but she hadn't been physically violent with me.

Her hands were around my neck. I know i had fear in my eyes, but all i saw in her eyes was coldness.

When i wipe the steam off the mirror with my hand i see right away the dark marks on my neck from where her hands were. There are even an outlining of a few fingers.

Does she feel any remorse? Did she go to sleep with a pit in her stomach? Did she wake up feeling like absolute shit, wondering how much pain I was in? 

If she even did care about how much pain I was in, it was a fair amount. Nothing compared to being shot, but it hurts to swallow. It feels achy and sore like she crushed my windpipe. Since im still alive I assume she didnt, but its likely that she bruised it. 

I get dressed in a tshirt and a long flowy skirt. Hopefully this is more to her liking. It's a lot more modest than yesterday. If she still thinks this is too much, then i'll have to go full nun on her.

I grab my makeup bag. she somehow has almost everything i use. Either her people are very good at stalking, or they have good taste. I put on a little bit of blush and concealer under my eyes to hide the bags from crying.

i reach for my neck with the beauty blender to try and cover the bruises but i decide against it. It's clearly not sexual and i want her and everyone else to know just how bad she hurt me.

I walk hesitantly down the stairs after being stared at by some of her cleaning staff. I waddle down to the library to my same spot from yesterday. To my surprise, carlos is there waiting for me.

"princess- i mean, annalise i was hoping you'd be back here today."

His eyes look sorry but his entire mood changed when he saw my neck

"did she..."

Carlos cant even bear to finish the sentance and all of a sudden that confidence I was feeling with showing how she hurt me has dissapeared. I tuck a loose hair behind my ear and tuck my arms around my waist

"um yea but it's fine."

I walk in and my heart is anxious. I hope she doesn't find us together. He seems like he could be a friend in this hell. He's the only person that's been nice to me.

I sit down the couch and he sits down next to me.

"what happened?"

"i slammed her door and she didn't like it."

i say it almost defeatedly even though i didn't mean it to come out that way.

"i should kill her for you."

If this was said normally i would be fine but he said it like he meant it and it scared me. I scooch away a bit and look to him

"haha no really it's okay"

i say it in a playful way but his stern look does not change.

Out of nowhere he dives forward and puts his lips on mine. His hand goes on my thigh and the other around my neck. I jump back.

"what the fuck"

he comes closer as i scramble off the couch and back up towards the door.

"cmon i see the way you look at me. Tell me you don't love me and i won't do this"

"okay? I do not love you."

I mean every word of it and he just laughs

"good try."