Lisa POV

                          Lisa POV

            

                                  Lisa   I slowly sit up in the bed the next morning, looking over at the empty spot next to me. I let out a small sigh, seeing that Lucious didn't sleep in here again tonight. Does he not want to share a bed with me? After the little argument Lucious and I had last night, he left the room. I stayed up, waiting for him to come back to the room, but he didn't. I know Lucious got a lot of turmoil going on within himself right now, and all I want to do is help him. Things have started off bad for us, but that doesn't mean things have to continue to be that way. We can make things better for us, but in order for that to happen, Lucious will have to let this go. As I stretch, I look over, seeing lots of bags sitting on the floo

                                       Lisa   After showering, I start to put my bags away, still pissed about what happened. I don't care about their stupid rights to retribution. I've done no wrong to any of them. The people that I killed attacked me. Was it not right for me to protect myself? Was I supposed to just let them rip me apart? Lucious is right about how I could've easily ripped the first female I fought apart, and maybe that wouldn't been enough to make the others think twice about coming after me like Lucious said it would, but I wasn't raised like them. I'm not some savage monster who unnecessarily takes other's lives. Lucious says that me sparing the first female life was me showing weakness. But there was no reason for me to take her