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Dessa and Chris watching Desiree sit at her computer desk on her laptop, the two try have been trying to get the girl to tell them the truth without forcing her.
"You know, um.. I've been doing this for a while.. The cop thing". Chris walks around the giant shaped couch in the middle of Desiree room.
"And you start getting pretty good at figuring out when someone not telling you the whole truth". Dessa sits in the on the bench in front of the bed.
"I'm not lying to you guys, I promise".
Chris sighs as she sits down next to Dessa as she starts speaking. "When I was 15.. some guys grabbed me while I was going to the gas station to get Cheeto puffs".
Chris chuckled. "And I love cheese puffs, they uh.. they were the East Valley Pasas". Desiree turning around slowly paying attention to Chris story. Dessa rubbing Chris back for comfort.
"And they thought I was this other girl, who was dating the head of the Sirois Street Mafia. They had me tied up for hours... Before they figured out I wasn't her...". Dessa rubbing Chris back for comfort.
"Hours... under their control". Chris looks down with a sigh. "And, uh... I was really scared for a long time after that". Chris grabs Dessa hands bringing them to her lap squeezing them for comfort.
"Scared to go to the store. Scared about everything, And I was really mad at my self for not getting over it, I just kept saying it".
"I just kept saying it in my head, "Just- Just- get over it," and i..". Chris voice cracks a little as she stops talking all together.
"How did you?". Desiree asked fully paying attention to Chris story now. "I didn't. But that's when I figured out I didn't have to get over it".
Dessa now just listening to Chris somewhat bonding with Desiree she plays with the sleeve of her shirt.
"If I could just look it in the face and- and then control it, instead of letting it control me". Desiree puts one of her legs up on her chair holding, Chris leaning back with a sigh waiting for Dessa to ask the question.
"Sweetheart... those men this morning.. did they hurt you? Did they touch you?". Dessa asked in a low voice sitting closer to Desiree rubbing her hand.
"Rape me? No. They didn't I swear". Chris nods at that while Dessa lets at a breath of relief at the girls word.
