AN: Hey everyone. I know it's been awhile. I've been having trouble with my ideas. I decided to go along with some of the ideas I've had to see how it goes. Hopefully it's not too awful. Also there are some sexual situations that's not consensual, so if that bothers you, you may want to skip this one. It probably won't be too graphic because as I've said before, I've never written anything 18+ Once again thanks so much to Alma Oakley for all your support. You are amazing :)

I woke up from a doze. It must've been early morning because I could see sunlight. Magenta and Columbia were still in the room with me. There was a wet washcloth on my forehead. I must've been sweating a lot. "How are you feeling? Columbia noticed you were sweating and shaking, so she got you a washcloth to help cool you down. Your fever seems to have gone down for the time being." "I still feel like shit to be honest. I'm cold, and my throats feels like it's on fire. My chest hurts, my lungs feel full and it's hard to breathe. I haven't had a cold this bad before." I coughed again. It hurt so bad it felt like my robs could crack at any time. The chills we're getting worse too. Columbia looked concerned. "Mags, this isn't good. I think she has Pneumonia." "Pneumonia? I thought you said it was a cold." "Well, yeah, that's what we all thought at first. But colds don't usually come with chest pain, severe chills, and difficulty breathing." "So what are we supposed to do?" "The best thing to do is let her rest and help take care of her." Magenta nodded. "Alright. I think it's best if you stay here with us, especially after what happened with Frank last night. Bastard. I'm sure what he did made your illness worse. We're so sorry we couldn't stop him." "I know, but it's not your fault." "Actually, it is. You see, I was the one who opened Frank's door. I didn't say anything because I knew if I did, he would've gotten worse, done worse." She clenched her fists. "As fucked up as it sounds, it was better for you to take the beating. He would've hurt all of us if pushed much further." I suppose I should've been mad at her for letting it happen, but I wasn't. I understood and judging by how Frank has abused Riff, I was sure I didn't want to see Frank completely lose his shit. "Daphne, I'll be honest with you. When it comes to most humans, I'm cold to them, at first. Just ask Columbia. She was here for three months before I became friends with her." "It's true. Every time I tried to hang out or talk to her, she told me to go away. She wanted nothing to do with me at first. It wasn't until one day when Frankie hit me that she started being nice to me." "My first impressions of Columbia were that she was annoying, especially when she would gush over Frank. But that was before she got her first glimpse of him as the monster he is. I suppose I can't blame her. Frank has the ability to charm so many. And at the time he was only abusing me and Riff, but Riff still gets it worse. I resented her for liking such an awful man, but never wished her harm. She knows that. It helped us find common ground and become friends. On Transilvania, open expression of emotion is frowned upon. That's why Riff and I are usually reserved. For some reason, I felt safe showing you my warm side. I can open myself emotionally to you. I'm sure Riff has similar feelings. I'm not sure why, but you should consider it a compliment. It rarely happens. We don't open up to a lot people." "I'll take it as a compliment then." I coughed. "Here, darling. Drink this." The water helped my dry mouth. "Are you hungry? I can go downstairs and make you some soup." "That would be nice." "Alright. Columbia, stay with her while I'm gone. I'll be back soon."

"So...Columbia. Frank has hurt you before?" "Yeah he's hit me several times. There have even been a few times Riff would take the blame for me so I wouldn't get hurt even worse. "One time I didn't come back on time, he pushed me against one of the mirrors. It broke and one of the shards made a huge gash on my head. Frankie stitched it up and said it wouldn't have happened if I didn't disobey him. Then there was another time I accidentally put his underwear in the washer with my laundry. They shrunk and he was so mad he whipped me. He said I was useless. He said I was incompetent for ruining his favorite pair of underwear. See?" She lifted her shirt and showed me scars along her back. "Dear God." "Then there was the last day I saw Eddie. He didn't hit me that day." She looked down. "What happened?" "When Frankie took me to his room after the fallout with Eddie, he was so jealous. He went on and on about how me and Eddie belonged to him, that we could never leave. He hated that we were together. He demanded I have sex with him. I said no, that I wanted to be with Eddie. When I tried to leave, he pulled me back to him. He threw me on the bed and took off my clothes. I told him no that I didn't want it, but at least it wasn't all bad it was pleasant." I was shocked. "Columbia, that bastard raped you." "He had sex with Eddie too. Eddie told me Frankie did a lot of things to him he didn't want. But that's just how it is. When Frankie has his eyes on someone they belong to him even if they don't want to." Columbia was close to crying. "Columbia, listen to me. What happened was not your fault. You told Frank no several times. He forced himself on you. That's on him not you. He raped you, Eddie, Magenta, and God knows who else. Just know that I'm here for you." I hugged her. "Someday, we're all gonna escape from this hell hole, I promise." "Well isn't that nice. Unfortunately for you all, I'll make sure that will never happen, little darling." Shit. Frank.

AN: Hope you like this the next chapter is a lot more tense.