@malcfactorssâ asked:Â â shut up! shut the fuck up! â from damien obvi
Rapid blinking, head jerks back at the outburst. There shouldnât have been surprise at this. Damien was a serial killer after all, unstable, and Raleigh had stupidly allowed himself to ease up around the man. Their few days of comradery, talking out the bullshit that went on in their lives, the occasional hand jobs, it had put him in a position to think that maybe...just maybe with the proper help, Damien could get better.
Apparently telling him that was a bad move.
The blonde held up his hands, no easy feat given they were handcuffed to the bedpost, this time in a blessedly different position (he had to eat after all), though it had cost the use of his legs, which were now tied at the ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed. âIt was just a suggestion, man. Thatâs all.â He said in a calm, collected voice. Who knew that even the mention of the word âdoctorâ would set this guy off? âEveryone sees them these days, theyâre like an accessory.â Though when was the last time Raleigh had actually spoken to his mandated therapist? The department had been pushing him to or be suspended and he still hadnât wanted to go. Â
âLetâs just...change the subject. Read any good books lately?â