Page 53 of Disturbed Lucidity

“What?”

Logic took a seat in the chair next to me and smiled. “We’re gonna talk.”

“Talk about what?”

“Everything.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You already know I’m a licensed psychotherapist. I have degrees in many fields, and while I am very good at what I do, I’m a better listener. So, for one hour, every day, with no exceptions, you and I will sit and talk. During that time, we will discuss how you feel, your thoughts, worries, what scares you, what makes you happy. Everything.”

“That doesn’t seem so bad,” I muttered.

“We will also talk about your past, from your earliest childhood memory to when you walked into this clubhouse. We will even talk about your sexual needs and desires. We will leave nothing out, Ivy.”

Narrowing my eyes, I glared at him. “You want to head shrink me?”

“I don’t use that term.”

“Well, I do!” I shouted, jumping to my feet. “I don’t talk about my past. Ever. It’s done and over with. It has nothing to do with who I am today.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, Ivy. It has everything to do with who you are. It’s also the catalyst that resulted in your dissociative disorder. The first step in figuring out any problem is admitting you have one. And, Ivy, you have a big problem.”

“Just give me the drugs.”

“Are you saying you’d prefer to medicate the problem rather than discuss it?”

“No. I’m saying I fucking refuse to talk about my past. I won’t do it,” I declared, just as I heard a low growl.

“The fuck you won’t.”

Looking up, Luc stood in the doorway, glaring at me. “You will talk if I have to beat you into compliance.”

“Don’t threaten me, Luc. It won’t end well for you.”

“That a threat?”

“It’s a fucking promise.”

The man never took his eyes off me when he politely ordered, “Get lost, Logic.”

“You know this is my office, right?”

Luc just stood there, unmoving.

Huffing, Logic got up and side-stepped around Luc as the threatening man stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him.

“This is how it’s going to go, Ivy. I’m in charge. What I say, goes. You want more of what I gave you last night, then you will behave and do what you’re told. If you can follow instructions, I will reward you. You fuck up, I will deny you and use you for my gratification until you learn your fucking lesson. Got me?”

“And if I refuse?”

“Then you’re kicked. Got enough shit going on around here. Don’t need you flying off the fucking deep end when you don’t get your way.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“If your dick is fucking me, it better be only in me.”

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