Dr. Crawford and Indii's tumultuous relationship takes a dark and twisted turn in this gripping psychological thriller. As a manipulation therapist, Dr. Crawford becomes dangerously fixated on Indii, leading to a complex and thrilling saga of obsess...
"Come here princess I missed you so much" I don't walk to him. I ignore his stupidity. He's drunk and when he's drunk he's aggressive. "COME HERE PRINCESS." He gets up and grabs me by the wrist so hard I fall to the floor. I try to get away from him but hes to strong.
He rips off my shirt and pants. Then my bra and underwear. I nacked on the floor crying. " NO PLEASE STOP. NO. NOO." I beg him but he doesn't stop hes more aggressive then ever. He takes the blade from his back pocket and cuts me up and down my inner thigh. I start to bleed everywhere.
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Dax
"Princess?" I say in a soft tone. She spaced out and I don't want to scare her. " What are you thinking about. You look like you're going to cry." She looks at me like she wants to say something but doesn't.
"I- whe- ... " " You're okay." I wish I could read her better. I've only known her for a few hours and I've seen her go through almost all the emotions. Scared. Sad. Mad. Emotional. Maybe even happy.
"Where are we going to go" she gets up off of me and gets in the passenger seat. " It's a surprise." I say trying to lighten the suddenly dark mood. I don't get what happened between me telling her my name something she had asked for and now.
She smiles a little. " If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go. " Alot of people would say something fancy somewhere they know that they will never get to go. But not her she came up with something that nobody would ever say they would want to go. " Louisiana" I haven't been there since I was in kindergarten. " Louisiana? Mhh ... Your different. Then what I thought you would be like."
She arches an eyebrow before saying. " And what did you think I was like." I look for words. Something to say is nice about what I thought of her. She notices that I can't find the right words and says it as if she can read my mind. " A slut " I don't correct because she isn't wrong. But she is wrong now that I'm getting to know her. It takes me a minute but I finally say something. " No ... Don't think of yourself like that ."
"I know that's what you're thinking. You don't have to deny it." "No that's not what I'm thinking. Honesty" I wasn't fully lying. She already a emotional wreck so there was no point in making the situation worse. I try to change the subject. " Why do you want to go to Louisiana? "
"Don't change the subject." I scratched my head looking for a way out of the conversation. " Thats not what I think of you now but yes I did."
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