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For the longest time, Marcus continues to ask me a million yes or no questions. Navigating through my mind. Helping me sink deeper.
“Do you resent me for taking you here?”
He finally gets to the point. Even my foggy mind recognizes it for what it is, when I hear the shift in Marcus’s voice. So serious.
“No.”
“Would the answer change if I asked, do you resent me for kidnapping you?”
At this stage, my mind is an open book to him. Answering him comes easy. “Yes.”
“You resent me for kidnapping you, then.”
“Yes.”
“Okay. That’s good, Leighton.”
I don’t see Marcus. Instead, I sense his presence near me. I also feel another presence. A heavy barrier taking shape in my head.
“Can you elaborate on why?”
Piece of cake. “Being with you is dangerous. When you were in your psycho state, I wasn’t safe. You lost control. Couldn’t help.”
“Because I’m a psycho?” His voice is warm and harsh. “Couldn’t help with what?”
“I…” I don’t know. “No?”
“Can you tell me why?”
The barrier transforms into a massive roadblock. A giant wall between me and the coherent answers I’ve given Marcus so far.
“Leighton?” Change. He’s changing. There’s concern there. And…a sense of mission. Like he’s preparing himself to launch into my mind and save me.
Do I need saving?
“Wall,” I murmur. As soon as I do, the wall dissolves. I see the backs of my eyes, and that’s it. “Nothing.”
“Leighton, if you’re okay, tell me what your favorite fruit is.”
“Oranges.” The citrusy taste has me smiling again.
“Good girl.” His hand is on my shoulder. Squeezing me. “We’re almost done. I’ll repeat the question. Why is being with me dangerous?”
His tone indicates that he doesn’t think he’s a psycho. Reassuring me. Confusing me.
“It’s foggy here, Marcus.”
“Will you give it a try? For me?”
“Pink sequin bikini. Blue eyes.” No idea what I’m saying, I just mumble whatever my mouth dictates. “Pink sequin bikini. Blue eyes.”
“What about her?”
“Pink sequin bikini. Blue eyes,” I parrot, unable to stop. “Pink sequin bikini. Blue eyes. Pink sequin bikini. Blue eyes.”
“All right, calm down, Leighton. I’m here.” His reassurance is the key that seals my mouth shut. “At the end of the countdown, you’ll be back with me in this room. Okay?”
“Okay.” I say the word that isn’t laced with panic and senseless murmur.
