Was I embarrassed when Vox found me on the floor in the bathroom? I mean, of course I was... Out of all the people, it was him who saw me in that state.
I felt so sad and alone, but then he walked in and I felt like I wanted to shrivel up. Just, you know, curl up in a ball and die. The average thing to do.
But then he did something I did not expect. He helped me... I mean, he wrapped up the cuts on my wrists and face and he cleaned the blood off the bathroom floor.
I would have offered to do it but I passed out from the blood loss. When I woke up I was in my bed with him cuddling me. Even though he was smaller than me I was the little spoon. It made me feel safe and protected.
But it made me get more attached to him, emotionally... So now, I am in love with him, we haven't said it yet, I mean, this is just a random hook up after all. But if I lose him now, I probably won't just cut myself lightly. I would most likely kill myself.
I know I shouldn't say that but it's only the truth, right?
He still hasn't found my stash of drugs and pills yet, so I think I'll be okay until he does. I know that if he does find my stash underneath the floorboards, he might not help me as much as he did before.
The problem with that is he would probably put me in rehab. He keeps on threatening to but honestly, I think if he finds my cocaine under my bed, he might actually put me in rehab.
My mom once took me to rehab when I was 8 because i was smoking a bit of pot. It wasn't anything big really compared to how much I smoke now.
But my mom told me I was going to end up like my dad if I didn't stop, that got under my skin. The last thing I want is to end up like my dad, i wouldn't dare abuse Vox like he did to my mom.
I would often come home to my dad hitting my mom, usually until she bled and collapsed. I remember how scared I was the first time I saw it, then I got used to it and it happened all the time.
After every single beating I would go up to my mom and ask if she was alright. She would always say "I'm fine Sweetie, don't worry about me". But I always did worry about her. I never really stopped.
Anyway, talking about toxic relationships, I had a meeting with a few overlords. And one of them was Alastor. Vox hated him, so I hate him.
I grab my clothes and I quickly put them on, nothing big. Just a brown skirt and a cropped, red shirt. I pick up my phone and my keys.
I open the door and lock it behind me. I call my driver and I wait on the side of the road until my limo comes. I get in and I go on my phone as he starts to drive.
I call Velvette "Hi, Vel, sorry I'm a bit late today.. I'm just heading for the tower now"
"Okay, I'll be waiting outside" she replies and I hang up.
My driver pulls up outside the V tower and Velvette gets in next to me. She kisses me on each cheek and she holds me hands. The limo starts to move. Her fingers rubbing my wrist and I flinch.
She sighs "show me your wrists Val" and I look at the floor, tears running down my face. She gently lifts my face up to face her and she wipes away my tears.
I sniff a bit and I turn my wrists over, showing lots of blood and cuts all over my them. I had tried to bandage them up but I didn't do a very good job. The blood seeps through the plasters and she could physically see the bone.
"Val... I thought we had stopped this, you promised me you wouldn't do this shit again" She says as she gets a tissue from her pocket.
"I'm so sorry Vel, I know I shouldn't have. Please don't tell Vox..." I say, sounding a bit more desperate than I thought I would.
"Why don't you want me to tell him, he should know about this, he is your boyfrien-"
"Don't say that... He isn't my boyfriend, I mean, we have said the L word before but that doesn't mean I'm his partner..." I sadly, looking at the floor.
"Wait, you've said you love eachother?... And I didn't fucking know?" She says, her eyebrows curved and her eyes wide.
"Well, I mean we have said it before in the... Uhmm... Bedroom circumstances... But we didn't really think anything of it. But then he said it yesterday on call and I said it back and... And I meant it"
"You know what this means right? This means you can call yourselves dating, you both have earned that title. So that brings up my next question..." She says, her smile slowly fading through that statement.
"Yeah?"
"Do you want to be his partner? I mean, do you want him to be your boyfriend?"
"Yes, of course I do, well I mean.. I don't really know how he will react to me saying, 'Oh, by the way, Vel says we're dating now because we said we love eachother'. He'll think I'm mad" I say and she stifles a cockney laugh. As she always does.
"I think he already knows that darling.. And I know he'll love you either way, you know that. Which ring is he in did you say?"
"Greed, he says he is staying at a 'Mammon's Hotel'. I have never heard of it before now but he says Zestial is friends with a big guy named Mammon." I answer.
She nods and the car pulls to a stop. We step outside, I thank my driver (which I never do) and we walk inside the big building. I see Alastor walking with Rosie and I clench my fists.
Velvette holds my hand and tells me not to do anything stupid. I nod, she always knew what to say. Then my phone rings and I answer.
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FanficWelcome to hell. This is a StaticMoth fanfic. Valentino is a moth demon and vox is an internet demon. I'm English so if you don't understand my LiNgO, just ask in the comments. The other Vee is Velvet and she will be important in this. learn the cha...