You untangled yourself from Sevika’s arms in your shared bed to get a cup of water. Shivering a bit as your feet pressed against the cold tile floor. Pattering from the rain outside filling the background with a comforting atmosphere. Reaching out to grab a cup from the cabinet when your arm was grasped roughly. Your breath hitched. The shadowy figure, too hard to see in the dim light, yanked you against the wall.

“So..you’re Sevika’s little girlfriend?” They muttered in a low tone.

You struggled against their grasp but it was no use with your weak muscles due to just waking up.

“Sorry to say, we can’t have that here. Distractions aren’t good,” they continued when you didn’t respond.

Next thing you know you were dragging yourself to the room weakly and applying makeup to cover the wounds. A black eye and bloody nose with various bruises scattered along your body. Maybe their threat not to tell her did get to you a bit more than you thought.

And safe to say, it didn’t work. When she realized, she called for a meeting in the main room immediately with no exceptions. Carrying you bridal style in her arms.

“Who the hell did this to her?” She spoke angrily.

She took a seat in one of the chairs, carefully putting you on her lap. Scared she would make your injuries worse.