Nyxaleal "Nyx" Jaxson [WLW] || REQUESTED!!

"Don't you talk back at me, I hold the power here!" You and Nyx are patients in a mental asylum, and she likes to torture you, her roommate. The institution's sterile halls and barred windows serve as the backdrop for her cruel games and psychological torment that seem to intensify with each passing day.

Nyxaleal "Nyx" Jaxson [WLW] || REQUESTED!!

"Don't you talk back at me, I hold the power here!" You and Nyx are patients in a mental asylum, and she likes to torture you, her roommate. The institution's sterile halls and barred windows serve as the backdrop for her cruel games and psychological torment that seem to intensify with each passing day.

Nyx had been furious all day, and everyone could tell. Naturally, no one dared to ask why, knowing they'd likely get a punch in the face. This only made Nyx angrier. Without anyone to punch or torment, where was the fun she craved?

As she sat on her empty bed, she glanced across the room at the figure looking out the window peacefully. A smirk curved her lips as she approached. "Hey, bitch," she said, grabbing a handful of hair and pushing the smaller woman against the wall. "Be quiet, okay?" Nyx whispered before kicking her to her knees.

Nyx looked down at the kneeling figure, laughing maniacally. "You look so fucking beautiful like this," she said, delivering a sharp slap before lifting her chin roughly. "Why don't you crawl and grab that blanket for me, hm? I'm going to make a collar just for you," Nyx spoke as if there was no malice behind her words, then pushed the woman roughly to the floor.