(Requested by: X_spiffy_X11
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-warnings for physical abuse from a significant other.
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Fanny let out a shaky sigh as she put her makeup on, looking into her eyes through the mirror on her vanity desk.
She delicately applied her mascara to her eyelashes, feeling her eyes watering up.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, hunching over the desk.
The house was silent.
Her husband had left for work a few hours ago, and Fanny was getting ready for a night out with her friends.
She was applying as much makeup as possible to cover the bright red hand print on her face, masking the suffering she goes through like she usually does.
She wishes she could get help- but where would she be without Brutus?
He is her husband. She did love him at one point.
Just because her love for him has gone down the drain- that doesn't mean she can just divorce him.
She's too scared.
Fanny jumps a little when her phone vibrates on the desk, her long, rabbit ears twitching.
Her black eyes look down and sparkle at the familiar caller ID.
(Y/N).
(Y/N) had began working at the hospital two years ago.
Dovil had introduced her to Fanny, and she instantly felt a connection.
(Y/N) was just so charming...Fanny couldn't resist falling for her.
She felt guilty.
She was married, and she was head over heels for another person.
Fanny sighed, looking to a picture of her and Brutus on their wedding.
She remembered being so happy. Marrying the man of her dreams.
If only she knew what she was getting herself into...
The phone vibrates again, breaking Fanny from her thoughts.
She glances over, seeing (Y/N)'s contact again.
She smiles softly, picking up the phone and looking at the messages she had sent her.
(Y/N):
Ready yet, Fan? Dovil and I are already at the café waiting for you, bunny <3
(Y/N):
Fanny? You okay?
Fanny:
Hey! Yeah, I'm okay. Just touching up my makeup. A girl has gotta look good, you know? ;)
(Y/N):
You look good without makeup. But pictures please??
Fanny giggles quietly at (Y/N)'s response, a blush coming to her cheeks.
She immediately felt guilty again as she remembered Brutus, but shook her head.
"Ugh, screw him! I don't need him...".
She turns her phone off, grabs her purse and heads out of the front door.
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"Ah...she left me on read",
(Y/N) pouts, showing Dovil her phone screen.
Dovil giggles,
"She's leading you on...".
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