What about Phil?

15

Ingrid's POV

I looked around the room, I could sort of remembered the room, but I couldn't place it anywhere. I was being pushed up against a soft double bed with a white duvet cover, the floor was a dark brown wood colour, the walls were a light grey with pictures of me and some guy in them, but mostly me, there was a white desk and chest of drawers on one wall and then on another there was a three panelled window with white curtains.

The figure continued to speak, "hey look at me!" the figure said and slapped me, I placed my hand up to my cheek to soothe it, but he immediately dragged my arm down, I screamed "Ow!"

"If it hurts so much, you should obey me more often don't you think"

I started to cry with the pain, "I SAID DON'T YOU THINK!?"

"Yes"

"That's what I thought"

The figure let go of my arm and turned around, pushing me to the ground, the tears started to drop onto the floor, I continued to hold my left arm, I assumed that it was recently broken because of the pain that was shooting through the nerves.

"You know I never wanted to hurt you, but you just never obeyed my orders, so I have to punish you"

"Please, you don't have to do this"

He turned around and bent down to face me, I flinched back.

"YOU STUPID BITCH, I DO HAVE TO DO THIS, IF I DON'T YOU WON'T LEARN YOUR LESSON"

"NO!!" I shouted as he once again grabbed me by the arm and dragged me across the floor, I continued to struggle but it didn't work.

"STOP! STOP! PLEASE!"

"YOU'LL NEVER LEARN YOUR LESSON, IF I DON'T" he sighed as he picked me up, I hit his face, I tried to kick him, but he grabbed my legs before I could hurt him again. "NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!"

He flung me on the bed and held me down, he kissed me, but I continued to struggle by continuing to move around but he placed more pressure on me making it more difficult to struggle.

He pulled back and proceeded to take off his clothes, but by this point, the image started to fade and by the time he took off his shirt the room turned back to the darkness that it was originally.

Dan's POV

I sent Phil home to get some rest and said that I would stay with Ingrid as he cleaned up and got some sleep. After a few peaceful minutes of just me and Ingrid, she started frantically moving like someone was holding her down and she couldn't move, but this wasn't happening, I shouted for help and immediately a nurse came running over and pushed me out the way and said "you might not want to see this"

"No, I'll stay"

"Alright,"

She pulled back the curtain and asked me to hold down Ingrid as she injected something into her arm, so I went to her legs and held them, trying not to put too much pressure on them but just enough for her to stop struggling. After about a minute she stopped, the nurse stepped back, so I did the same and then she left saying "she's stable now".

I decided to speak to Ingrid. "Ingrid, I don't know if you can hear me, but the nurse just injected you because you were flailing around the place. Oh! And I was the one putting pressure on your legs... Sorry"

*Time Skip*

I hopped into the taxi with Phil and headed home, I couldn't help but remember seeing Ingrid flailing around in her hospital bed and having to hold her down as the nurse stabilised her, I haven't told any of this to Phil, I just said that she was fine and nothing happened when he was gone, and I mean that was true after the incident nothing did happen, she just lay there still like the other days.

When we were home, I went straight to my room just to think about what had happened, I wanted to ask Phil about Ingrid's past relationships, but I felt like he might not want to talk about them or that he might ask why? but I did decided to go and find Phil.

I walked down the hallway to see Phil just sitting on the sofa staring at the wall blankly. "Everything alright?" I asked approaching Phil and then sitting in my sofa crease.

"No, I feel like something happened to Ingrid that you're not telling me, is this true?"

I started to silently panic, were their connection this strong that Phil could sense if something happened to her or not, I started sweating not knowing if I should tell him or not. I decided not to.

"No, nothing happened, as I told you, she was just lying there doing nothing like usual"

"hmmm, anyway what do you want?"

"I wanted to ask you about Ingrid's past relationships?"

Phil looked surprised at this question like he didn't know what I was on about but all he said was "Why?", to that I answered.

"I want to know Ingrid's past, I won't bring it up with her, I just want to understand what she went through to become what she is now."

"Well, there is a lot, are you sure you want to know?"

I nodded, Phil began, with Ingrid's very first boyfriend, Conor

~AmazingPhanda