The Duality of Man (Jekyll and Hyde x reader)

Abuse and Absences (4)

Warning: there will be abuse in this chapter so tread cautiously. I get some of you have been through that kind of shit so you DO NOT have to read it. If one of you needs me to sum it up and leave out the abuse part, leave a comment. I do not mind to. The abuse isn't too graphic.

You heard a loud knocking on the door, your senses flooding back to you when you awoke in the dimly lit room.

What the hell happened?

You looked around and saw the door. That's when he stepped in. Richard. Your abusive ex that would rather kill you then see you happy with someone other than him. Which is what he planned on doing.

He walked towards you and shoved some soup looking shit in your direction. You attempted to move but realized you had a chain linked to your ankle.

The light finally hit his face. Deathly pale skin. Short, blonde locks. Deathly riveting blue eyes. He had a villainous smirk etched onto his face,

"Morning, (y/n). Miss me?"

You spit in his direction, turning your head away from him,
"What the fuck do you want?"

He slowly walked over towards you and cupped your chin gently,

"Awww. No need to be aggressive with me, Baby. Tell me you missed me."

His eyes changed from a gentle look to one of pure hatred. You looked at him after he forced you too,
"Go to hell."

He slapped you across the face, his calloused hands leaving a red mark.

"I expected better of you, (y/n). So naive. To think, you were so easy to fool because you thought I was your delivery guy. Not to mention that stupid excuse of a housemate you were with. One shot and he was out cold."

You kicked him back with your foot that wasn't chained.
"What'd you do with him?!"

He coughed out a small amount of blood and held his stomach,

"Oooh. Getting violent are we? I can too. He's fine by the way. I just knocked him out and left him there."

He went over and kicked you repeatedly, sternly speaking,
"Now apologize."

You held onto your stomach and spit some blood out, your shirt having imprints from his boots. You didn't give up easily though,

"Fuck off."

He kept the process up of beating you. After a while of you not crying anymore, he left. You tried to remain conscious but to no avail. You wondered where the hell Henry was.

~Now at the Jekyll residence~

Jekyll paced around his bedroom. He attempted to piece any of the puzzle together with what he had. Your phone wasn't at his place but it wasn't on you either. He thought since you worked for a company that had its fair share of enemies, maybe if he called and asked that they might know what happened.

Jekyll dialed the number for your work, his hands shaking as he attempted to keep Hyde down for the time being. Last thing he needed was fuel for Edward to do some heavy damage.
The phone was picked up immediately,
"Hello, this is Hearthfire labs. May I help you?"

Jekyll sighed, relieved your work was open on a Sunday.

"Hi. Is (y/n) (l/n) at work today?"

The last thing he remembered was something piercing his skin, a needle of sorts. Maybe you just went home and he forgot about it. That's what he hoped at least.

The secretary typed a few things before responding,
"No, (l/n) for a few days. May I ask why?"

Now Jekyll was sitting down, tapping his spare hand on his seats armrest.