Meanwhile...

*Warning this chapter contains Profanity and Domestic Violence*

Once Nimm and Sean left the room, Tyrone and Melanie sat down on the sofa. They were silent for a while before looking at each other. Melanie started the conversation

"I'm nervous, I've been thinking about it all day, and when I was at work, I searched it up and there is almost no way that Nimm could've grown that much in one night," She said this with anxiety clearly sprawled all over her face.

"I don't know what to do now honey, he was so nice, but I need to be 100% percent sure that he's not a demon or something of the likes," Tyrone said grimly, then continued,

"After Sean leaves, we need to have a talk with Nimm, because I don't know about you but, I don't want something that might kill me when he gets a little mad in my house,"

"Tyrone!" said Melanie with a stern look on her face, "Don't completely dehumanize him! He's not an 'it' he's a he! Just because he doesn't meet ordinary human standards, that doesn't make him a devilish fiend!"

Tyrone looked at Melanie for a solid second and then just slapped her in the face as hard as he could,

"Fuck you, you dumb bitch! I don't want a devil with us, plus, we're only dating, so don't think that you can just stand up to me like that!" Melanie gave him a despondent look and then just balled up in a corner, slightly sobbing.

"Now, I'm going to check up on what that little shit is doing, you just stay here and cheer up, can you manage that you stupid bitch?" Melanie didn't respond, so he just stepped towards her, raised his hand, and grunted,

"HUH?"

"Yes Tyrone, I can!" Melanie quickly responded with a sob.

"Okay then!"

Tyrone then opened the door and saw...