The court murmured as my lawyer stated her case, they debated back and forth and she sat there.
Obviously the person taking the case were Alex’s parents.
Alex who thankfully was alive had a bandage around his upper torso.
Her mory was still blurry on how she got involved with him. Was it in the club?
He looked like laz but nothing like him at the sa ti.
She couldn’t even rember how long she had been dating him.
Which part of her personality actually got involved with him. Which one was a traitor and was probably in love with him.
All this talk of laz being dead as if he wasn’t standing next to her in the court made her irritated.
Why did people keep pretending like he doesn’t exist?
"We plead that Miss Frida is not guilty due to ntal health decline. She is to continue her sentence in a psychiatric hospital until she is ntally stable." The judge dismissed the case.
The case was concluded, Alex glared hard at her. What was that in his eyes...want?
To be sothing more than a replacent for her lover?
Pathetic, he could never be and could never replace laz not even in a million years.
Was he one of her subs?
She knew one of her personalities was a Dom who was completely devoted to bdsm.
It’s possible that she got involved with him and had him under her grip.
For now she could not rember as they took her back to the psychiatric ward.
A female security searched her to make sure she had no weapons.
She held eye contact with the security, she was hot.
Dark hair, Dark eyes, soft face, latina. She licked her lips, why was a pretty woman like her in such a dangerous place. She looked at her badge "Violetta?" she purred and the security fluttered her lashes. She was young, twenty at most very pretty.
Leading her inside her private ward, she cuffed her to the bed "You single Violetta?"
"Shut up!" Violetta snapped at her.
"Feisty....just the way I like it." She chuckled, as Violetta stepped out discussing with soone outside the door.
She sat in her room in the silence reading a book, it was ti for ward round and the door to her room was unlocked.
Her cuff bound both hands and her leg was cuffed to the bed.
The doctor ca in with two nurses. "Hello Miss Frida."
She looked at them flipping a page of her book "Shhh I’m in the interesting part...Hello." She whispered.
"How are you today?" he asked.
"I’m good, I’m actually very ready to be discharged so I can be on my way ho." she said, grinning in excitent.
He assessed her from head to toe "I feel like I’m talking to a whole different person today...did you hit on the security?"
She arched an inquisitive brow.
"Violetta?" the doctor reminded her.
She grinned leaning against the cold wall "She’s hot, she’s my type."
"Interesting...who are you today?" he asked.
"Jex..." she answered, sighing "Can I get a cigarette?"
"You are new." Doctor Jacob inquired.
She shrugged "Not really, I’ve been friends with Reg more than Frida has, before she started dating Lexi...but that’s not important doctor, I’m fine now can I be discharged?"
"Not so fast." the doctor said sitting across from her. "Tell us about your boyfriend laz."
Her face dropped. "What about him?"
"Is he okay?" he asked , holding an ipad listening to what she would say.
"You know how Frida feels about that topic, although we share the sa body...she’s ssed up just like Shelly. They can’t accept that the son-of-a-bitch is dead." She spoke as if she was a separate entity of the body.
"You think that’s funny, stop making jokes like that?" she snapped glaring at him "That woman killed Frida’s boyfriend...she never liked him, now she had us frad and locked us up in here. When we get out of here...we are gonna kill her." she laughed then returned to reading her book like she just talked about the weather.
Doctor Jacob stood up moving towards the door "I don’t think you are stable enough to be discharged yet, so have a nice day."
She threw her book at him "Fuck you, you have no idea how fucked up the woman is...she ruined our life." She dove at him, falling over with the bed but it didn’t stop her from moving.
She dragged the bed with her towards the doctor "Sedate her now before she breaks those chains!"
"You can’t keep away from him!" she scread, grabbing the door’s leg "Let go!!!!"
The security burst in holding her down as she bit the doctor’s leg through his trouser "Let gooo!!!!" she struggled.
The needle pierced into her skin, and her body grew heavy and weak, the book lay under her head as she slowly lost consciousness.
She sobbed "I’m so sorry laz...I’m so sorry that I couldn’t be a better friend...I couldn’t save you...I let my pride get the better of .
He laid next to her "It’s okay...it’s not your fault."
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Her eyes opened, in a place that didn’t look like the psychiatric hospital ward.
Instead of plain grey walls, red drapes hung with golden patterns.
The small hospital bed was replaced by a much bigger bed.
She wasn’t dressed in a hospital gown.
Instead she had on an expensive revealing attire.
In her back pocket there was sothing cold with a sharp end.
On her waist and ankles were beads and jewelry of gold.
The place was scented and soft music from an odd instrunt was being played yet she felt she was the only one in the room.
The scenery outside the window was brightly lit with a moon that looked like it belonged in a movie.
In fact the scenery started to look awfully familiar to the book she had been reading earlier before she was injected.
She heard soft movents in the room, she realized she was holding a flogger in her hand and oil in the other.
A very handso man appeared before her, perhaps in his sixties.
He was dressed in the night attire fit for a king or emperor.
This man went on his knees and crawled to where she stood and panted like a dog.
Without control over her own will and muscles, as if it was part of a plot. She lifted her leg and stepped on his shoulder. "Does the emperor want to be my pet today?" she asked like she read a script.
He nodded with a dazed look in his eyes and kissed her feet "I am at thy rcy, mistress."
"You love to be dominated by in secret?" She purred trailing the flogger over his face and he caught it between his teeth growling.
"Yes mistress, make your slave." He drooled.
She gulped because this was the beginning of the novel, as he kissed her feet...right before he beheaded her the next morning.
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