"He mostly gets what he wants from me, so he rarely hits me these days...." Krista watched Cian walk toward her. A slight smile coming to her lips. For a moment forgetting about the other two people in the room. Leaning her head against the door jam. "There are always exceptions. He does not like me laughing at his bruises and bloody lips.... He would probably have killed me if I said out loud that I thought it was cute...."
Moving her hand to her jaw. Krista watched him carefully looking for a confirmation that he really had been doing it for her. " I really dont mind the beatings.. I am kinda use to them by now... Doctor Pytka attributes it to my psychosis getting worse.... Another reason to keep me admitted.... "
By now he was close to her. Not close enough that he could touch her yet but it was only a matter of steps. It made her wonder if he would really close that distance between them. Krista was not sure how much he knew. She had no doubt he was stronger mentally and physically than many of the patients. She also guessed he was not stupid enough to take the meds that the doctor handed out like candy. "Besides a few bruises are the least of my worries.... And a few other of the women in the ward..... There is no revenge great enough to make up for the games and drugs.... "