Abuse.

Zee POV.

After Michael left, it took me some time before I could relax again, his presence made my whole body feel tensed and worried but I could finally relax again.

"Don't you want to go home?" I ask Hore.

"To what? I'll stay with you," she says, squeezing my hand tight, she's still sitting with me on the bed, refusing to get off even after the hot nurse offered her to sleep in his bed instead of mine, but she's loyal af, she'll never let me go.

"I think I'm going to sleep," I say closing my eyes, since I'm still in the hospital, they kept on checking on me, seeing if I have some kind of brain injury, and after seeing how tense I was, they offered me another muscle relaxant which Hore said I could use, and have a good night sleep, I had my doubts that she's trying to get rid of me so she can go and check the hot nurse.

"Good night, Zee," she says kissing the top of my head, and I finally close my eyes dropping into sleep, I didn't have any dreams this time, since the meds were working hard on me.

Hore is never this friendly or touchy with me, she's usually all into teasing, joking, and playing along, we're never this friendly, but since I'm sick, she's being extra nice to me. I woke up the next morning and was ready to leave home, I shook Hore awake and she groaned and swore at me for waking her up at six am, I slept in today, I usually awake by five thirty.

"I want to go home," I whined.

"Let the hot doctor check on you, if you're good, you'll be leaving," Hore assures me and I nod, waiting for the stupid doctor to come in.

I had three nurses checking on me, then some resident med student, and finally my doctor came over, I was so close to beating his ass, I've been waiting for him for the last three hours, he has ruined my day, I'm losing day light as he's taking his sweet time coming over.

"So how are we feeling Miss Zariah?" he asks me.

"I'm doing as fine as I was doing this morning when the first nurse asked me, and then the next two, and the students, all we're missing is for the ganator to asks me how I'm doing," I growled at him.

"Zee," Hore whines, she wanted to go to work, but she's refusing to leave before she drops me home.

"What?" I growled at her.

"Nothing," she whispers worried from my anger.

"I see you're doing just fine, I'll start your release papers," he mumbles and leaves not asking me anymore questions.

"You scared him," Hore says with a slight smile on her face.

"I don't care," I answer her, he can go to hell for all I care.

I got dressed in yesterday clothes since I didn't have new ones, I'll make sure to shower later when I get home, the papers were done quickly, the fear I have planted in the doctor's heart must have worked.

Hore drove me home, I waved goodbye to her as she left home to change and get to work, I on the other hand am going to shower, change my clothes and maybe eat a whole tub of ice cream. I walked inside the house and saw it was squeaky clean, I walked up to my room, took everything off and went into the bathroom to shower.

I let the hot water hit my whole body including my hair, I washed it really well, I felt like the smell of the hospital was stuck on me and I hate it, it makes me feel sick, and I'm not sick. I finished getting clean, I conditioned my hair, and then used a quick hair mask to make sure it says soft and clean for as long as possible. Finally, when I was done, I left the shower, and put lotion all over my body making me feel like me again.

I got dressed in some very comfy clothes and walked down to the kitchen, I started a new pot of coffee, I watched the coffee drip and my mouth started watering, I got my mug ready with shit tone of sugar, creamer and even a couple drops of syrup, once the coffee was done I added it to my mug and enjoyed the sip of the heavenly drink. I went to the living room and sat down on my favourite sofa, finally getting a chance to relax while I drank my sweet coffee, I decided to turn the TV on and started a show.

I knew I should be going to work, but Kennedy promised to talk to Thalia, so I was off the hook for the day, and I never have days off, plus, there was a murder atempt oon me, I get the right to have a day off. I binged the show for a couple hours, had two coffee, and then had a lot of snacks before falling asleep, I shouldn't be sleeping, I shouldn't be tired or sleepy, but I was, and so I took a nap, only waking up a couple hours later, I ordered in food and had more coffee, having it at home, while enjoying a show is much better than having one at work, while flipping through papers.

I heard a knock on my door and looked at it confused, who might be there, who's coming to see me this time? I didn't think Hore was coming back, she would've messaged me first, one of my colleagues, we're not that kind of friends, there was another knock, this time it was a more angry knock. I stood up and looked around for some kind of weapon I could use in case the person on the other side of the door isn't friendly.

"Who is it?" I asked through the closed door, my only weapon happened to be an umbrella.

"It's me Zee, open the door," it was Michael's voice, recognizing him, I opened the door to let him in, I looked at him confused, he didn't message or call or tell me he's coming over.

"Hey," I say looking at him as he walked in looking furious.

"What's for dinner?" he asks me, and I looked at him as if he grew a second head.

"I didn't know you were coming," I said turning red, he didn't come the first time he made me make him dinner and now he's here?

"But you knew I was coming," he says and I didn't know what to answer him, I didn't think he's coming.

"Sorry, I can make you something," I say pointing to the kitchen, I'll try my best, no promises and I didn't have any groceries today, so only god knows what I'll be able to cook.

"No, don't bother, first you fake an accident, next you don't cook, and above all of that you're cheating on me," Michael accuses me and I looked at him with the most wide eyes ever, where did he bring any of these?

"Michael, what are you talking about, I was in an accident, my car was hit," I say, he can't make that sound like I caused the accident, I was hit from behind, I couldn't cause that damage myself.

"Or so you say, I saw you driving, what were you doing trying to embarass me?" he asks me and I didn't see how any of that would reflect on him.

"I swear I didn't mean to," I say looking down at my feet feeling like I'm being scolded over a thing I didn't have any control over.

"Who was that guy at the hospital?" he asks me and I was hoenstly confused this time.

"A guy?" I repeat, I didn't talk to anyone in the hospital except for my doctor and nurses.

"The one who was hugging you," he says.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say uterry confused by him and his comments.

"When I came to the hospital yesterday, you were hugging a guy, is he the one you're cheating with? Is that why didn't cook for me," he says sounding furious again.

"Yesterday at the hospital?" I repeat the words trying to connect them to an event, nothing happened yesterday.

"Don't play stupid with me Zariah," Michael scold me yet again, don't play stupid, does he think I'm playing?

"Yesterday," I repeat still thinking of it and then it hit me, yesterday he came in when Kennedy was leaving.

"You mean Kennedy? He works with me, I'm like a little sister to him," I say, trying to explain to him that he's harmless.

"You are not his sister, don't lie to me," he says.

"Yes, I'm not his sister, I don't have siblings, but he counts me as one since I'm younger than him and we work together," I say in a calm voice, the one I use around judges, my non threatening one.

"No, you're not his sister and no guy counts any girl like his sister, he was hitting on you," he says and I had to hold back my tears.

"That's eww Michael, I'll never look at him that way," I say.

"But he was looking at you," he yells at me again, and I took a step back, it's not the first time he yells at me, it's not he first time we ever got into a big fight, and it's not the first time that I am innocent and being accused of things that I didn't do.

"I'm sorry, Michael, I'll make sure he doesn't look again," I lied, I can't tell Kennedy anything, what would I say, he don't look at me because my boyfriend gets jealous?

"And if he does I'm going to kill him! I'm going to have his head on a stick, you're mine Zee, mine," he says coming closer to me, hugging me tight, kissing my neck, trying to touch everything at once, I tried to push him off, I couldn't take his touch, I didn't want his touch.

"Michael, stop it," I beg him, I wasn't in the mood, he was fighting me seconds ago and now he's trying to kiss me, I didn't want to have any kind of physical relation with him.

"Why, I love you," he says his hand trying to reach inside of my pants, but I was dry as a dessert.

"Michael, please, give me a minute," I beg him, if he stops and take it easy with me, maybe then I'd get in the mood.

"Why? What for? So you can think of him? You only get wet for him," he says pushing me away from him, I fell on my back, hitting my head slightly on the way.

"Michael, you're hurting me," I yelled back at him.

"And you're hurting me by thinking of him," he yells again.

"I'm not thinking of him, there is no him! Michael," I yell at him, I was so frustrated with him saying words like that, that I'm cheating, that I don't love him, and he knows none of those things is real, I love him very much, and I'll never hurt him, no matter what.

"Yes, there is him! It's him you're cheating on me with," he says and things just got worse from that point, it never got to this bad of a situation, not until now, and I'm not sure how to react to any of it.