Help me

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Grell was at home on a normal Saturday morning, her hands trembling as she tried to make Claude some coffee. Her body was so stiff from fear that it hurt. "Grell! Hurry your slow ass up!" She gulped and quickly finished putting in the sugar and creamer. Stirring, she walked into the living room, handing the mug to Claude. "H-Here you are darling." She said, a fake smile on her face. His golden eyes narrowed at her as he took a sip, then spit it right out. "Ugh! This is disgusting!" He then dumped the scorching hot coffee on her, making her shriek and begin to cry. He then threw the mug and her, it hitting her glasses and knocking them down a bit. "You worthless piece of shit! Can't you do anything right you stupid reaper? Huh? CAN YOU?!" He grabbed her shirt collar and threw her to the ground, Grell now beginning to curl up into a ball and shake violently.

Claude then resumed his "happy" nature and knelt down next to her. "Hey babe it's ok. Just make another cup ok?" She nodded and got up, adjusting her glasses. But Claude then smirked, getting another idea in mind. "Actually, forget it. I want to do something else." Grell started to shake her head, more tears pouring down her face. "N-No Claude...please.." He grabbed her wrist and had her stand up, pushing her to the bedroom.

~time skip cuz I'm not writing about poor Grell~

Claude was resting on one end of the bed, eyes closed and his chest rising up and down. Grell was on the other side, tears streaming down her face and her arse extremely sore. As she stood up, Claude opened one eye and said "Hey, make yourself useful and go buy something to cook for dinner. I'll be out with my friends until seven, and I expect it to be done when I get back." Grell just nodded, unable to look at Claude. She grabbed her clothes and walked into the bathroom, gasping a bit from the bruises on her body. Sighing, she pulled her red tank top over her head and pulled up her black jeans. She walked to the closet to find a sweater, seeing a nice red one with black buttons. She then grabbed her keys and walked outside, her eyes quickly adjusting to the sunlight.

On her way to the store, she was crying. Why did this happen to her? What made her desrve this? She wanted to leave Claude but she can't. Technically, she lived with him since her parents kicked her out. "I'm all alone.... No one.... W-Will...help me." She quickly parked the car into the parking lot and resumed crying. "Help me.... Someone help me...."

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