"Ow.." Isabella was in pain the moment she opened her eyes. "Izzy!" A familiar voice called out as the woman turned her head, seeing Primrose as she didn't have her mask and dress on. Instead, a cherry red blouse and black pencil skirt, paired with white heels and her hair in a braid. Around her neck, a single silver necklace with a red gem shaped like a drop. Her face distorted with worry and her emerald eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Primrose?.. what are you going here?" She whispered, reaching upwards to stroke her face. "Don't try to move, You've lost a good amount, love." She explained, shivering with intense emotions.

"I'll protect you. He'll never touch you ever again. I will kill Jeff if I ever see him anywhere near you!" She proclaimed before she broke down near her hospital bed. "Why did this fucking happen!? I'm so sorry, Izzy! You probably think I am the worst girlfriend on the planet-" she was cut off by Isabella's finger resting on her lips. "No, don't cry, I hate it when you cry. Primrose, for the love of god, Look at me!" She said as the assassin looked up at her, blinking away tears that fell from those emerald cat-like orbs.

"It's not your fault, mi amore. Jeff caught me off guard and you didn't know until you heard me scream.." she paused, moving her thumb to brush a tear from her cheek. "You're my savior in assassin's clothing and a mask. Don't ever let me hear those words again, am I understood?" She asked. A soft "yes ma'am." escaped her girlfriend's carefully lavender painted lips. She stroked the noir-bluette's hair as she closed her eyes in pleasure. She was honestly adorable.. "Ms. Richardson, can I have a word with you in private? It's about your lover's treatment." Called out a female nurse as Primrose stood up from her spot on the ground and walked over to the door.

"So.. what is it? Is she gonna be ok?" Asked the woman as the nurse sighed. "Well, the good news is that she will be ok since she hasn't lost a lot of blood, the bad news is that she will need to stay here until the stitches heal." She said, watching Primrose's reaction. She was ready for any type of reaction.

Crying.

Screaming.

Hell, even denial!

But instead, she gave her a small smile and patted her on the shoulder. "Alright. As long as she's ok, that's all that matters to me." The nurse willed the courage and stared deep into her emerald eyes. "What happened anyways?"

"Oh, that.. well.. Jeff the killer did this to her and I kinda threw him out the window in revenge."

"So, that explains the blood soaked body the paramedics saw!"

"Yep! Now, you don't gotta worry about him anymore. But, I will be making sure that criminals who hurt the innocent will get their due." She said this as she walked away. It was a motto she lived by and it stuck with her. As she walked out of the hospital, she felt a enormous weight being lifted from her shoulders as she walked towards her parents' graves. Mom.. dad.. You guys can finally Rest In Peace.. she thought this as she knelt in front of them, holding two white lilies. Placing the first lily down in between the graves, she looked up at the sky.

"Mom.. dad.. please continue to watch over me and Janey from above.. that's all I want." She placed the second lily on top of the first flower, a tear going down her cheek. "We might not have been able to bring you both back from the dead, but.. Jeff won't injure anymore lives, I can assure and I hope the bastard rots in hell." She said, standing up and dusting the dirt off her skirt. "Goodbye, you two.. I'll see you soon in the future." She added, smiling and making her way out the the graveyard. Unlocking the door, she went inside.

After locking the door, she went up the stairs into the bedroom where the attack occurred and grimaced at the bloodstains on the white covers and pillows. "I'll start by doing the pillows first." She mumbled, taking the bloodstained pillows off the bed and placing them into a large basket. Sighing, she placed the pillows into the machine and activated it, adding hydrogen peroxide before doing so. It honestly disgusted her that Jeff attacked the one person who loved her for who she was, not for what she looked like.

Moving a lock of her hair behind her ear, she looked up into the beautiful blue sky, completed with fluffy clouds. "Looks like it's going to be clear for today.." she whispered underneath her breath. A loud noise broke her out of her thoughts and grabbed the newly cleaned pillows, tossing them into the dryer and activating it. After she placed the bloodstained covers into the machine and turned it on, she went and opened the curtains which were also blood red? She shrugged, knowing that red was a comfort color for some people.

The two loud noises broke her thoughts once more and she got the pillows out of the dryer and the cover out, putting in the same machine where she had the pillows in. After they finished drying, she grabbed the covers and went back upstairs. Carefully pulling them over the bed gently, she smoothed it out and placed the pillows back where she had them. Smiling at the result, she went outside and sat down onto the swinging chair that had a canopy to provide shade. She was happy she finally killed Jeff the killer and avenged her parents and her girlfriend.

Touching the necklace that was given to her by Isabella, she blushed at the memory of them at the ball they both met in. Leaning into the back of the chair, more memories flowed through her mind. She hoped Isabella would be ok and prayed she would come out of the hospital soon.