I'm Scared Of You.

45

As long as she's here. I'm okay with her being moody.

Is it?

Absolutely.

Loretta would've never spoken to you like that. Never.

And why would we want Loretta?

Aw, Sol. Are we pretending we don't get off from being worshipped like gods and angels?

Lately, I've found it more amusing to be the mortal peasant...

And let her be the object of my prayers.

Even if moody is a small word for what Margo is up to now.

But Margo is perfect and-

Margo is a bitch and she needs to stop with this act or I'll kill her fucking twig ass body with a hammer.

I curled myself in a ball and pressed my face.

No, I won't. No, I won't. Stop thinking that. You are a gentleman. Margo is-

Are they a dangerous person Solomon? She plots to leave you. Kill her. Trust me. Kill her. You can do it. You can! You can! You

"I can.", I said.

I gasped.

"No, I can't! I can not!...  what! I can't... Remember what... What was I..."

A loud crash startled me.

"Oh for fucks sake can this woman do a single thing without ruining my ENTIRE LIFE!?", I yelled getting up quickly and running down.

" What the fuck are YOU doing!?" I said wrapping my black gown.

"Your snake was in my fucking shoes! So I tripped and broke a cup by accident."

"I HATE noise. And LIGHTS TOO. SO PUT THE FUCKING-..."

No! No! What...

I...

My knees trembled and I fell on the floor.

"Why do you always run knowing you can't do shit?" She said walking away. "And I like sunny days. I'll have the curtains up Solomon."

"I'm sorry..." I said confused.

"If I see any of your snakes around my shit I'll kill them and feed them to your dog."

"You know you can't touch any of my pets. They're mine. I'll cut your hands off Margo. Besides they are more important than you. ", I smiled getting up.

" I don't want to touch any of them either", she said putting her hair down in a ponytail.

I got near her when she was distracted.
I yanked her hair towards me.

"I like it up, Mrs. Vernon"

"It's Hozeldine." She said struggling to stand straight.

"It's. Vernon.", I said pulling her hair up until she was on her tiptoes.

She yelled in pain.

"So... Will you tie it up for me darling?"

She didn't answer and just screaming.

I turned her body around so she was facing me.

"Again... I'll ask one more time... And I hate repeating myself... You know that right?" 

I put my hand behind her head and pull her hair with the other one.

I'm much taller than her. Doesn't she look helpless?

"Will you tie it up?"

She didn't answer.

"I can continue the whole day. I love to see you suffer."

"Yes, I will." She said struggling in pain.

"Good Margo.", I patted her head and let her go.

She takes a deep breath and grabs her red face.

She looks back at me and smirks.

She suddenly ran to the kitchen.

I followed her confused and when I get to her.

I see a pixie haired blonde.

And golden hair is scattered on the kitchen floor.

What...

I look up to her.

She tosses the scissors at my feet.

"It's up, darling."