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"Where have you been?" I hear a voice call out from behind as I shut the door to my living quarters. "I told you yesterday I had to do the yearly checkups for the prisoners in the Skybox today," I say with a shaky voice. I don't want to be scared, I don't want to show it either. But it's hard when your in a relationship with someone who abuses you and acts like they don't after a few seconds. It's Evans BPD, usually I don't judge someone by something they can't control. But Evan is an exception in my case. He's sick and he knows it. He just hates that everyone else knows it too.
"You were with him, weren't you." 
"What?"
"You were with him! With Blake!"
"Evan-"
"Your a filthy whore!" He brings his fist up and hits me right on my temple, resulting to a pounding headache. "Your seeing him behind my back!" He lands another hit from the other side of my face and lands this one right on my jaw. "Evan, please!" My pleadings don't work and Evan hits me right in the eye. "Does he fuck you better?"
Note: this will be the only chapter where I use this word since the show doesn't actually ever say it.
"Actually Evan..." I use my arms and bring myself up, "He does fuck me better. He makes me scream his name in bed, he's makes me feel good- great! Actually! He's way bigger than you too. And you know what the best part is..." I stand straight and look at him with tear filled eyes.
"He's a good person..." 
I whisper but the room is quiet enough for him to hear. The silence is cut off by an angry yell from Evan. This time I don't stand there and wait for pain to come through me, this time I run. I towards the door and opening it, I step out and turn back to see even reach out his hand to me so to stop him I slam the door on his fingers and run. 
I run like hell.
I don't know where I'm running too until I actually get there, Bellamy. He's the only thing on my mind right now besides Evan and what he'll do to me if he catches me. I harshly knock on Bellamy's door, I don't stop even if it hurts the palm of my hand. 
Finally, the door opens and I see Bellamy still in his janitor uniform. "Bellamy," I breath out in relief. "I'm gonna kill him." He hisses out and moves forward but I move my hands and place them on his chest to stop him. "You can't. The chancellor will float you."
"I'm willing to die like that if it means I get to kill the son of a bitch."
"Your sister still needs you-"
"She's survived in the skybox without me she'll be fine-"
"Then for me!" I blurt out. Bellamy stops moving and looks down at me while I keep my eyes pinned to his shirt. I sigh and look up at him with pained eyes, "I need you, Bellamy...stay." I plead silently. 
He nods and his hand raises to touch my cheek. I can't help but lean into the warmth it provides me. Evan always used to hate when I touched him. 
I close my eyes and feel Bellamy's body heat move closer. I suddenly feel those soft lips, one long and warm kiss from him is all I need to feel...safe again.