Monster (BWWM) complete

Come Back

You guys really hate Bryce. lol. I wonder could that every possibly change. Vote. Comment. Thanks. lol

Krissy had no one to celebrate with when she finally learned to walk again with just the help of a cane.

No all she had were Bryce's employees who babied her, avoided her whenever they weren't needed, and feared whatever happened to Helena would happen to them. They kissed her ass and gave her anything she wanted except for freedom. No, they kissed her ass but it was Bryce who they feared and she couldn't go anywhere without his say so. And to put it frankly, he had yet to 'say so'.

It was a sad existence. Solitary. Isolated. Empty.

"Ms. Krissy," her new bodyguard a slim woman with jet black hair and a nervous air about her (when she was around Krissy anyway) "you shouldn't eat a whole cake by yourself." She pointed out from where she stood in the kitchen's door way. Her name was Noe.

Krissy sat at the island in the kitchen, her black and gray cane between her legs, big spoon in hand, and sheet of cookies and creme ice cream cake before her. She had the cook whip up the cake that morning. It was her birthday after all, so she could eat a whole cake if she wanted. No one else seemed to give a damn or remember (Bryce) so she decided to have a party all on her own.

She looked over her shoulder at the other woman. "Are you calling me fat, Noe?" she asked innocently. Noe blanched.

"No, ma'am!" she said quickly. "It's just...it's not really healthy and..." Krissy zoned the woman out as she rambled out apologies and nutritional facts.

She looked down at her legs having a clear view of the with how her yellow dress had risen up to her mid thigh (her sitting like a man and all). She grimaced as she looked at the thin things, deciding she could afford to gain some pounds.

"Who am I getting healthy for, huh? I just hang around here all of the time and frankly I don't care to much about the opinions you guys have of me." She said honestly with a hint of depression in her voice.

Noe sort of floated around the room. "What about when Mr. Mostro comes."

Krissy stiffened. "What about when he comes?" She snapped. "He comes every blue fucking moon and stays for twenty minutes. Who...Who cares what he even thinks?" She said weakly. She shoved another spoon full of cake into her mouth. Her gaze flickered to Noe again and she narrowed her eyes. "Why are you even here? You usually avoid me if you're not necessary."

Noe looked nervous, per usual. "It's time for your medicine."

"I don't need it." She denied, eating more cake.

"The doctor said they'll help with your depression..."

"So what if I'm depressed?" Krissy asked stubbornly. "It would be weird if I wasn't considering. I don't need medicine for it." The anti depressant made her feel like shit too, sleep all day and a bizarre stuffy nose she hated.

"I'll have to report this to, Mostro." Noe said evenly. "If you're not going to follow the doctor's recommendations."

That threat may have worked a few months ago, now, Krissy didn't care. "He can't make me do anything either." She said. Suddenly she didn't feel like eating cake anymore.

Grabbing her cane she made her way up stairs , ignoring Noe. Back in her room, her sanctuary, her prison.

She laid in bed and watched old game shows.

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Two days later Krissy walked into the kitchen intent on making breakfast because she liked to make her own food more often than not unless it was something she couldn't make (like cake). She was a bit startled to find Bryce in the kitchen 'Happy Birthday' balloons hitting the ceiling and an island top covered in gift bags and wrapped gifts. He smiled weakly almost afraid like at her.