Mon Chéri

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Nyx

"Fuck!" I groan out as I wake up to banging. My head is killing and there are multiple empty wine bottles scattered on the coffee table. The banging at the door continues making me get up. I hear muffled voices as I get closer to the door "the curtains are closed.. keep knocking".."What does it look like im doing?!".

"Would you shut up?!" I shout as quietly as possible. I squint my eyes at the two figures infront of me. "Fuck my head hurts.." I mutter walking inside. "Did you fall my love..what ha-" Morticia stops talking as they follow me to the living room and spot the mess I left.

I shake my head as I lay on the sofa "why are you here..". "Well morticia showed up at my door late last night and said you refused to pick her up..and then you didnt come to work today" larissa explains as morticia crouches down next to me. She uses her nail to push hair off my face then kisses my cheek.

I sit up pushing morticia off of me "no!..you are the reason my brother is in jail. You put Taylor in a coma!". "Xavier wanted to be in there since he thought you would need me more. And she attacked me first!" Tish tells me. I scoff at her "like I would believe that. Tish just..get out". Morticia shakes her head at me "I swear down Morticia get out or ill..ill..divorce you!".

The older woman looks at me shocked before storming out. I watch as Larissa follows and I sit up. I go upstairs whilst I hear the two women talking at the door. I change into a baggy hoodie and some leggings before tying my hair up in a bun.

I hear the door shut downstairs and a few moments later I hear "Nyx? Where are you?". "Rissa? I'm here..I was...changing so I can go to the hospital" I tell her coming downstairs and sitting at the bottom of them to put on my shoes. "Your going to visit Taylor? I'll come with you since I told Morticia I would stay with you" she tells me placing a hand on my back to lead me out the door.

I grow more angry as I turn around to face her "I do not need babysitting. I'm not a child. I won't..break. I'm about this close to divorcing Morticia and I can get rid of you too". I start to feel the nausea that comes along with a hang over taking its affect and I let out a sigh. Larissa watches as I quickly walk to my car and I drive off.

I stand and I stare at Taylors body. Her face is slightly bruised aswell as a stab wound to her stomach. I let out a sigh as I whisper "Oh tish what did you do?..". I stare at her for a few seconds. I stare at the ventilator going down her throat. I spot a pen on the table and I grab it. I stand closer to the ventilator and I poke a hole in it with the pen.

I watch for a few seconds as her stats drop. The machine starts beeping and I slowly "rush" out into the hall to get a nurse "Help! I think she's dying". I watch as nurses rush in and try to figure out why the ventilator isn't helping Taylor breathe. The heart monitor flatlands and after 20 minutes of them trying to resuscitate her they pronounce her dead.

I slip out of the room and I rush to my car. I tap my fingers on the wheel as I drive. I feel panic rising in me. What if they make xavier's sentence worse? What if they manage to involve morticia?

Vines start to grow around the
wheel and i struggle to steer it. Tears cloud my vision as I panic more. A scream leaves my mouth as my car swerves off of the road and flips over and over again. My head hits the window and everything turns black.

I wake up to the sound of rain. It takes a few seconds for my vision to focus in the upside down car. I can't hear any sirens and the cars seem more distant. All i can see around me are the bottoms of trees and bushes. I unbuckle my belt which makes me drop to the ground. I manage to climb out of the car and I climb up a hill.

I slowly walk for the next three hours to the direction of nevermore. If I go home Morticia will be there and will make this a big deal..hell she would probably put me back into the mental hospital. I get to nevermore just after 12 and I go straight to Larissa's office.

The door opens and Larissa looks me up and down. My hair is a mess and my clothes are mucky. I'm soaked from the rain too. Luckily I didn't break anything I don't think and I just have cuts and scrapes everywhere.

"What happened?" The much taller woman asks ushering me into her office. I brush my wet hair off my face with the back of my hand as my eyes struggle to focus on one thing "T..the uh..car flipped..it flipped. And..well..I went with it. I..need somewhere to stay..and um..a drink.". She let's out a sigh before going into her room. I follow behind her and I lean against the doorframe.

I watch as larissa gets out some dry clothes for me and a first aid kit. She smiles at me as she turns around "here.. change into those then come out and ill fix your face ". I nod and I take them from her. She leaves the room and I start getting changed.

I freeze as I spot a glimpse of my body in the mirror. My whole left side is bruised and there is a large cut on my forehead. I sigh rubbing my eyes and shoving a baggy shirt on and some joggers. I tie my wet hair up in a bun before stepping out of the room.

I spot Larissa sat at her desk and she holds a glass of wine towards me. I grin at her as my shakey hand grips onto the glass. I take a large sip of my wine before sitting down. I watch as Larissa quietly finishes some paperwork and glances at me every now and then.

The phone rings and she picks up up "Larissa weems speaking". Her smile soon drops. She looks over to me humming and watching as I sip on my wine before pouring myself another glass. "Thankyou for informing me..bye" I hear her say before hanging up.

I look down into my glass swirling the liquid around in it. I take a large sip looking up at larissa as she says my name "m..hm?". "That was the hospital calling. Taylor died today. A hole was found in the ventilator tube....Nyx what did you do?" She asks standing up and leaning over her desk. I sigh rubbing my face "I..thought if I.. framed the hospital for doing something wrong..morticia and xavier would be safe...so I.. took a pen and..".

I take a big gulp of my wine before filling it back up once again. "Come here so I can sort your face." Rissa tells me. I nod and I get up. I sit on her desk infront of her and she stands up. I stay silent as she cleans the cut on my head and puts plasters over it.  I slowly lift up my shirt and she starts putting a cream on my bruise.

I look up and her eyes meet mine.  She sits back down in her seat and rests her hands on my thighs. I quickly drink most of my drink before sliding into her lap and smashing my lips on hers. The last think I can remember is larissa shape shifting her lower area and pushing into me after laying us on her bed.