SHE NEEDS HELP | B.E

𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 | fear in love?

trigger warning! abuse

MELISSA POV

She kept quiet.

The tension in the room was unbearable. She just stared at me with an unreadable expression.

I nearly dropped the subject until she said.

"so i'm just a psycho to you?"

"no i only wanted to know why-"

"what if i am a psycho?! would you leave me like my family did? would you abandon me and call the police?!"

"no of course no-"

"ANSWER ME!"

she stormed right up to my face. I trembled just looking at her. I needed to get out of here asap, but i also wanted to help her.

it was really scary how quickly her mood could change.

"billie please, i just asked you a question" i muttered in fear. But she chuckled.

then looked me straight in the eyes again.

the next thing i felt was a stinging pain on my cheek. I felt warm tears at the corners of my eyes.

she slapped me again.

"BILLIE STOP!" i screamed in pain.

"WHAT IF I DO LIKE KILLING PEOPLE?" she pushed me into a cabinet and i fell to the ground.

"no one loves me Melissa, CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?" she kicks my ribs and i scream louder.

someone get me out of here. I can't take it anymore.

She got on top of me i started to punch me in the face over and over again.

i couldn't scream at this point. She was so much stronger than me and i couldn't escape.

i tasted blood in my mouth and my vision turning blurry.

There was a knock at the door. Freedom.

Billie rushed to her room to change her shirt with blood stains on it and left me helpless on the floor. A mess.

BILLIE POV

I open the door to see a girl with long blonde hair standing outside.

"Hi, i'm Melissa's friend, Olivia. She said this was the place she stayed at."

Oh, Olivia.

Bitch.

"is she in there?"

"yes but she went back to sleep, i'll go wake her up". I shut the door and went back in, to see my love on the floor.

She was a bloody mess and i was responsible for it.

It happened again. My demons came back.