Dreams, everyone has them, though unfortunately they are usually dashed in a mere second, especially when its children's dreams then they think that everyone is out to get them and the whole universe is rejecting them. Again she jerked straight up in bed, a cold sweat drenching her person and the sheets underneath her, she still didn't wear anything to bed, seen as she was in a prison, well, not so a jail cell but might as well have been. The company of a man who always gave her ugly stares when she did things he didn't approve of, holding the company of a man who never said a word to her unless she was willing to talk first, though she did get her baths and food, although her dress was getting a bit ragged, and her boots, she knew the heel on them was soon to break. She didn't know how long she could do this for, after all she felt like she had died when the factory came crashing down, like it came crashing down on top of her, crushing the very life, the very existence of her. Now she was being heavily watched by the man she had always wanted more from, but he never acknowledged her the way she wanted him to, nor did he even try to acknowledge her, it was like she was alone, that he was just apart of the wall most of the time, or just a shelf that his laptop sat on, he was always working on that damned piece of technological hardware. She had had it, and she was going to give him a piece of her mind, she jerked out of bed, forgetting to put on clothes, she jerked opened the door, she walked to his bedroom, he wasn't there, she walked into the living room, again he wasn't there.
"He is not here when I am crushing down on myself, where the hell is he!?!" Robin having a mental breakdown. She found his laptop, she thought about frying it with her flames but then she figured that he would think that she was out of control, so she just took it and slammed it onto the floor, anymore she had lost her faith in God most of the time condemning Him because she was in this situation.
"You piece of shit, you're the thing, the object that gets all of his attention, his fingers hitting your keys, his eyes attracted to what is on your screen, never has he paid anything so much attention!" Robin jumping up and down on the broken pieces that used to be a laptop, Amon's only resource to the outside of their confinement. Robin was too busy cursing the object that he had spent so much time on that she didn't hear the door shut, Amon heard the commotion and swiftly moved to his bedroom for the time being. From the doorway he watched her throw her tantrum, her childish fit of rage, he crossed his arms, but then he noticed that he was staring at her, she was naked!
~What the hell? Why is she naked, in my room, throwing a fit, has she finally lost control of her powers? No, she isn't using her powers, she is having a mental breakdown, that's all.~ Amon continued watching her. When she finally took a breath and turned and saw her watch dog standing in the doorway, he raised a brow,
"Are you quite done destroying my laptop, you do realize you are naked, right?" Amon quirked a half smile. Robin clenched her teeth,
"You, you finally realize that your stuck in this apartment with me, look, its my hell, I can be naked if I want to, its been four years, four years Amon, and never once have you spoken to me, you never chat with me, you never look my way, you are always on that damned piece of shit laptop, it gets all of your damn attention, and I am left with none, at least you could provide me with a bit of conversation if we are to be stuck together like this! I wash your clothes, I put them away, I do the dishes, I change out the trashcans and put new bags in the trashcans, god, you still just sit there, as if a fucking fairy does all your dirty work around here, no appreciation given, no voice telling me 'oh gee Robin thank you for all that you do around here while I fuck off on my laptop,' nothing, my dress is in rags, my heels are about to fall off my damn shoes, I can't do it anymore, I can't go on living this way, on the run every month, not knowing where we are going, we don't even have a plan, or you have a plan but I don't know it because you don't voice your plans with me, you keep me in the dark, all the time, I hate you, I truly to God hate you, and that's if there is a God up there, because I am a 19 year old girl, I'm being hunted by someone who has labeled me a witch, not only a witch but the Eve of all witches, I am 19, 19 years, never have I had a normal life, that's all I have ever dreamed of, I didn't want to be raised in a church, with a small room, actions of a nun, and still here I reside in a confinement, never seeing the light of day, only through a window, getting fresh air through a window, not able to walk down the street, not able to have a boyfriend, or friends, or any real family for that matter, none of this bothers you because, because you have no heart, you killed your last partner without even thinking about it, come on Amon, I am never going to have the normal life I want, that I have dreamed of my entire 19 years, the companionship of another, if only for a little while, and in hopes of later settling down and have a family I never have, the house with windows, with a nice large yard for the children to play around in, the dog that chases them around and they chase around, and ….and the companion that spends time with me, not all on work and watches over me because he wants to not because he has to, and has a heart to love all our children and me, a family man, so go on, put the gun right here, and pull the damn trigger," Robin pulling his gun out of the holster, positioning the gun on her naked skin on her chest plate and took his hand and put it around the handle.
"Do it Amon, just pull the trigger, you don't even have to think about it, you'll feel no remorse over me, it was your mission after all, do it Amon, I can't live like this anymore," Robin as strong as she could, her chest heaving up and down with her screaming and ranting.
"Robin," Amon knowing it was long overdue, she had been great, doing everything without complaining, without talking back, even when he came home at 3 in the mornings, she never asked where he was or who he was with.
"No, you have to release me from this hell," Robin harshly,
"Robin!" Amon trying to tell her something,
"Do it!" Robin screamed at him, she suddenly passed out. Amon quickly reached out and grabbed her naked form, to keep her from falling to the floor.