Chapter 36: 36
Luke had arrived that very evening with one packed bag and everything done and taken care of. Most importantly, he'd left his new contact details with Roy, an important part of the end of this little game. But that wasn't my focus right now. Right now, I was lying in bed with Trish cuddled up against me, my hand stroking through her hair.
We were both glistening with sweat from the work out we'd just finished, a work out that had gotten more than a bit frisky. Trish has her ear against my heart, just listening to the beat, her hand resting on my chest. After a moment, I spoke, "Trish, darling."
She moves slightly so her eyes are looking at me, "Yes Master?"
I smile at the title. I've been 'teaching' Trish for several days now, and I have to say she's coming along nicely. This next step would be necessary though towards that continued progress, "Trish, you know that I'm not Kilgrave. You know I'm James Rottshaw and he and I are not connected in any way."
She blinks at that before the words fully wash over her, "I know you aren't Kilgrave Master. You and him aren't connected at all."
I smile, still petting her hair absently, "Well that's just the thing pet. Kilgrave isn't even real, you know that. In fact, you are going to forget all of the evidence and proof of his existence. You know he's never been real, merely a fragment of Jessica's imagination. That's why Jessica needs to come stay with me, so we can help her recover from her illness. You know she's very sick, mentally."
Trish nods slowly even as the words register, "Yes… Kilgrave's never been real, I know that. Jessica is sick. You're going to make her better."
Then, she smiles, "Thank you Master, for doing so much to help her. She's my best friend. She's just unwell, that's all."
My smile turns into a grin, "We'll make her better together Trish. She'll see things our way. You're such a good girl."
Shuddering in pleasure at the praise, Trish's own smile turns mischievous quite suddenly as she begins to slowly make her way south, clearly intent on showing her appreciation for everything I was doing for her. I threw back my head and let out a groan, as the hand petting her hair slowly turned into a firm grip.
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