I fell in love with the purple devil

Part 22

~Kilgrave's point of view~

God damn it...I had snapped, well one can only put on a show for so long and I was once again where I started. It was her own fault! She flirted with him! No one was to flirt with my things, but yet again, she wasn't mine, not quiet yet. She sat there, glaring hatefully at me and I sighed, "Look I'm sorry alright?" It was unusual for me to apologies but I hoped it would make things a little smoother, "You said you wouldn't control me" she snaps, her small hands balled into fists on the table, as the morons behind us hurried to help the now heavily bleeding boy with a corkscrew through his hand. I did have to admit I liked the power over her, but unlike my other toys she didn't become blank and stupid, just royally pissed off. "Well you weren't really giving me a fair shot, or a choice!" I say exhasperated, you think all the time and energy I has spent on this woman would make her a little more grateful! "Fine! You want answers! Ask but I swear to god if you don't get out of my head the second I'm free your a dead man" she hisses and I tense a little, maybe not the best first date I've had, but certainly not the worst.."Where did you get your powers?" I ask trying to soften my voice and facial expressions as much as I could, "A test tube" she grumbles as she had to, "Explain" I raise an eyebrow at the new information, there was only a few powers that could be duplicated chemically but at the moment I didn't even know what hers was so I couldn't really decide if it was the truth or a lie, "When I was little.." She tried her to stop he words, clearly not wanting to tell the personal story, "continue, please, only if you want" I add and she looks at me confused, yes I was angry and yes I had made we tell me things, but for the shake of both myslef and the strange urge to be around and not lose this woman, I decided my powers this time would only make everything worse for me. She sits a moment and thinks before sighing and rubbing a hand over her small, pretty face, "When I was little I was given up to a research lab, child experiments, and they tested a chemical that made me, well, in laymen terms made me a human sponge, I was injected with every gifted persons blood they could get their hands on then made to test them out of the 'subject' as they called them" she growls softly looking at her lap...so she had had a terrible childhood as well..but what she described sounded so fimilar, I just...I just couldn't put my finger on where I has heard about it before, but things slowly started to connect in my mind, could she?...no, no she was dead, long dead and gone, right?