Karma

Chapter 5

Owen sighed, then sat forward slightly. As well as Owens Dr, there were 2 nurses too.
"How are you, Dylan?" He asked.
"Scared and anxious." Dylan replied.
"I know that is my fault." Owen looked down at his hands.
"It's Brendon, isn't it?" Owen directed to Dylans boyfriend. Brendon nodded. "I want to thank you for everything you have done for Dylan. Helped her to heal. I say the same to you, too, Aug and Betty." Augustine and Brendon just nodded. "But, Dylan, I want you to think about me and you reconciling. I still want to marry you and have those babies with you." Dylans mouth was agape. She couldn't believe her ears. Dr. Newby interjected.
"Owen, this isn't what was discussed."
Owen ignored what his therapist was saying and carried on.
"I love you, Dylan. I want to be with you." Dylan felt like she was falling down a very familiar rabbit hole right now. She shook her head and started hyperventilating.
"Dylan, baby." Brendon said, putting his arm around her. Augustine spoke up.
"Owen, what's wrong with you? In what universe would you think it was OK to say all this? You beat and raped Dylan."
"That's all in the past, though. She should be over it by now."
Augustine gasped.
"I-i have to leave before I hurt you, Owen." She got up and left the room.
"I think that we should end this meeting." Newby said, standing up.
"NO!" Owen said, banging his fist on the coffee table. Dylan flinched, and Brendon held her tighter.
"Yes." Dylan said clear and loud. "Owen, my life is exactly how I want it. I am gaining a degree in something that I am passionate about. And do you know what? I am good at it! I am good at teaching." Owen scowled at what Dylan told him. "I have fantastic friends and this gorgeous man here. He makes me feel so good all of the time. He loves me for who I am and not who he wants me to be!" She continued. "It's not my issue if it's not what you wanted to hear." Dylan stood up to leave. Brendon followed suit and went to the door, ahead of his girlfriend. Owen came up behind Dylan and grabbed her. He had made a shank and was holding it against her neck. Newby and the 2 nurses were surrounding Dylan and Owen. Dylan seemed to be remarkably calm as the situation carried on. In fact, she rolled her eyes and sighed.
"For fucks sake, Owen." She said.
"What, Dylan?!"
"The point of this is?"
"I want you back."
"Yea, and how did trying to get me to stay by force work out last time?"
"It wasn't by force!" Owen protested.
"Wasn't it? You beat me up for anything and everything! I couldn't even listen to my favourite bands. Do you know that your mother offered to buy me plane tickets, money? To get away from you."
"No, Mom wouldn't do that." Owen shook his head, denying what Dylan said.
"Ok then. Believe what you want." Dylan scoffed. The way Dylan was behaving, Owen realised that he had lost her for good. She was no longer under his control. Owen gulped at the revelation.
Dr. Newby was trying to reason with Owen. Owen was stubborn and digging his heels in. He wanted Dylan, and he was going to have her.
"You all need to leave, or I will slit her throat."Newby and the 2 nurses left the room. There was a 2-way mirror, so Owen and Dylan could still be seen.
"Why don't you want me, Dylan? I am in love with you still!"
"Why don't I want you? Hmmm, now let's see the beatings, controlling behaviour, manipulation, and the top one, raping me." Dylan said. She managed to get free of Owen and sat back down on the couch.
"You should have gotten over all that. It was over 2 years ago." Owen said dismissively.
"Yea, because PTSD can be gotten over immediately." Owen scoffed when Dylan mentioned PTSD. Dylan sighed and rolled her eyes.
"So the letter you sent was bullshit?"
"No, I said what I needed to say." Owen replied.
"Aaaand because you didn't get the answer you wanted, you did typical Owen and tried to use force." Dylan folded her arms and sighed. Owen blinked and looked at her. What had happened to his ex-girlfriend? She was noncompliant with his demands.
Dylan stood up and opened the door and left. The 2 nurses went to restrain Owen, but he had taken the shank he made and slit his wrists. Dylan headed back through to reception with Brendon. Carol and Augustine stood up. They had both been kept informed of the situation.
"What happened?" Carol asked. Dylan answered her. Dr. Newby came through to see them.
"Please don't ever suggest this again!" Dylan turned and left the facility.