Warning: Some foul Language!
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Diana nervously looked across the dinner-table, seeing Adam with a grim expression on his face. Ever since their argument, their friendship had gone downhill. Whenever they were in the same room, the tension was almost unbearable.
She hated it. And she hated the fact Adam was the only one whom didn't trust Jonathan. Sure, he had been rude in the beginning, but she owed him a lot. Thanks to him, she was doing a lot better.
She cast her eyes back down on her book when he looked up.
'Let me guess; he gave you that book, huh?' Adam snapped at her.
She didn't answer. It caused him to pull the book away from her. She glared at him.
'Give it back' she said softly.
'Answer my question!' he snapped.
She flinched slightly, but shot up anyways. She was through with his jealousy.
'Give it back!' she snarled at him.
'Did he give it to you?' Adam asked.
'What's it to you? Give it back to me!' she snarled.
Tears burned in her eyes.
His mouth became slightly agape. He dropped the book. He got up, only to walk over to her. He carefully touched the side of her face.
'What's it to me?' he paused, and chuckled sadly 'Diana…I'm in love with you' he finished, before lowering his head to hers.
When his lips met hers, Diana felt her eyes widen, while a deep blush crept up her cheeks. She stayed still, unable to move. Never in her life, had she been kissed before. Not even the lowlife of a stepfather had once tried to kiss her, much to her luck.
She placed her hands against his chest, in an attempt to push him away from her. He wrapped his arms around her, caging her even more.
In pure panic and confusion, she pushed him away from her, and slapped him across the face. Her bottom lip trembled, as she watched him place a hand over his cheek.
He looked at her, disbelief on his face.
'Why can't you love me back?' he asked.
She didn't answer. He scoffed.
'Don't tell me you're crushing on Crane' he growled.
She swallowed. She didn't know how she felt about Jonathan. He was so nice to her. He was sweet, and caring, and was always there for her when she needed him. He gave her great advice, encouraged her, and comforted her in every way she wanted.
Adam's jaw dropped.
'You are' he stated.
'I'm not' she argued, while her cheeks only grew warmer at thinking about him.
She shrieked when he grabbed her at her shoulders, and pressed her against the wall behind her.
'Don't you see? He's turning you against me' he said.
She studied him, realizing Jonathan had been right all along.
'No. He was right. You're trying to keep me weak' she dared to say.
'What?' Adam seethed.
'You don't want me to get better. You want to keep me to yourself' she said.
'Do you even hear yourself?!' Adam nearly yelled at her.
She looked him into his eyes.
'Why else would you care to try and keep me away from Jonathan?' she asked.
He cupped her face in his hands. She pressed her hands against his chest.
'He's crazy, Diana. I'm trying to help you. I care about you, I don't want you to get hurt' he said.
'He's not crazy. He's helped me more than you have. You're always trying to put him down. But I think you're just jealous because I'm spending more time with him than with you' she spoke.
'I couldn't care less about how much time we spend together. What I care about is the fact he's turning you against me' he exclaimed angrily.
Sylvia entered. Adam instantly let go of her, and stepped back.
'Mom, please talk some sense into her. Crane had her believe I'm trying to keep her from getting better' he said.
'Adam, enough. You're making up things that aren't there. I looked him up. Jonathan Crane is a well-respected teacher and psychiatrist within Gotham. You have nothing to worry about' she tiredly said.
'I do. She's losing her mind' Adam snapped.
'I'm getting awfully concerned for your well-being' Sylvia said worriedly.
'You should be concerned about this little lunatic over here' Adam scoffed, pointing at Diana.
She pushed him away from her. Tears filled her eyes.
'I hate you' she said softly.
She stormed past him, and headed for her room. She threw herself onto her bed, only to bury her face into her pillow. She hated Adam for making her feel so bad. Every time she had a therapy session, and felt better afterwards, Adam would ruin it once she got home. She doubted whether she still wanted to be friends with him.
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Sylvia sighed deeply, before looking at her son.
'Are you happy now?' she asked.
Adam scratched the back of his head.
'Whatever grudge you hold against Dr. Crane, drop it. Because I don't think Diana can take much more of your behavior' his mother said.
'No. You all need to wake up. He's turning all of you against me!' Adam yelled.
'Don't raise your voice against me, Adam' Sylvia said calmly.
'You're all blind!' he screamed at his mother, before storming out of the kitchen.
Sylvia shook her head, and went to Diana's room. She found the girl there, distressed, and crying. She took a seat on the side of her bed. She gently laid a hand to her back, and began to run her hand through her hair.
'Do you want to talk about it?' she asked.
She sat up, her eyes filled with tears.
'I just…I want to get better, but it seems Adam doesn't want that' she sobbed.
'Of course he wants you to get better' Sylvia tried to soothe her.
'No, he doesn't. He wouldn't confuse me or yell at me if he did' she said.
A moment of silence.
'Maybe if Jonathan came over and talked to him…he wouldn't be this way' Diana softly said.
Sylvia had to frown at hearing Diana speak Dr. Crane's first name. But that frown soon faded away. She understood. He didn't want her to feel inferior to him, so he allowed her to call him by his first name.
'I think we'll invite him for dinner soon. Would you be comfortable if we did that?' she asked.
A small smile appeared on her lips.
'I would' she answered.
Sylvia chuckled, and wiped the girl's tears. It seemed she had taken a liking to Dr. Crane rather quickly. She just hoped she wouldn't fall in love with him. This man was probably already married, or was going to get married. Diana was just a young girl. A possible relationship between her and Dr. Crane that went beyond a psychiatrist/patient relationship wouldn't be good for her.
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It was late at night when Crane received a phone-call. He picked it up, being greeted by the worried voice of Adam's mother.
'I'm so sorry to call at this hour, Dr. Crane'
He chuckled.
'It's fine, Mrs. Fischer' he assured her.
'Good. My son is getting awfully hard to understand. He's seeing things that aren't there. I think he's becoming delusional'
Crane fought back another chuckle. This is exactly what he had hoped for. They thought Adam was becoming insane.
'I would really appreciate it if you came over for dinner tomorrow night. I hope you can conclude what's wrong with Adam'
'Of course. But is your husband okay with this?' he asked.
'He is'
'Good' Crane answered.
'Just one more thing. I think Diana is starting to develop a small crush on you. I don't know whether you're married or not but…I would appreciate if you refrained from doing things that could lead her to believe she has a chance'
Crane closed his eyes. If this woman only knew. Diana was the reason he even talked to her this moment.
'Believe me, Mrs. Fischer. I wouldn't want Diana to feel heartbroken' he spoke.
'That's something we can agree on then'
'Yes, I suppose it is' Crane held back the urge to snap at this woman.
'Would 7 o'clock be an appropriate time for you?'
'Yes, I'll be there' he said, before hanging up the phone.
He got up, and went downstairs, to the modified basement, he planned on keeping Diana.
The room he had made ready for her was very basic. In the corner of the room stood a twin-size bed with soft, pink sheets. It stood against the back wall. There were placed many pillows in multiple pink and burgundy shades. On the side of the bed stood a nightstand. The walls were white. In a corner of the room stood a walk-in closet. There was a door that led to the bathroom, next to the left side of the bed.
He had already bought clothes for her, all of them her size. The last time he had visited her home, he had made notes on her clothing size, to make her comfortable.
He opened the closet, seeing all of the clothes there. There was still space for her old clothes, which he planned on taking with him also.
He smiled faintly. He had also bought her underwear, bathroom supplies, and so on. He wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.
'I doubt she'll wear that see-through babydoll though'
'Maybe…when she's older'
'Or maybe, you should change her once she gets here'
'No'
'Don't you want to see her in such a pure, unconscious state?'
Crane briefly imagined her on the bed, defenseless and unconscious. He would gently undress her; take in every inch of her exposed, pale skin. To see her completely bare underneath him, no barriers of clothing to hide her from him, it had him breathe faster.
How badly he wanted to touch her. To feel her, to taste her…
He sighed, and ignored the laughter inside his head.
He looked up at the sound of the phone, still in his hand. He picked it up quickly.
'Hello?' he asked.
'Jonathan?'
He smiled at that sweet, soft voice.
'Yes?' he asked.
He heard her sigh nervously. Something had happened. Something she felt very embarrassed about.
'Adam…he…'
He felt instantly angered.
'Yes?' he calmly questioned.
'He kissed me'
His eyes widened, while his blood began to pump faster. Anger and jealousy filled him, threatening to burst.
'What happened after that?' he asked.
'I pushed him off, and slapped him. He…he got angry, just like you said. He thought the reason I didn't kiss him back was because I had a crush on you' she said shyly.
He smiled.
'Do you?' he dared to ask.
'Excuse me?'
'Do you? Have a crush on me?' he asked with a slight smirk.
In the faint distance, he heard Adam. He yelled some very offensive words, before the phone-line was disconnected.
Crane felt worried. What if Adam was willing to hurt his precious Diana out of jealousy?
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'You little whore! We get into one argument and you go and cry your heart out to that snake? How dare you?!'
Diana felt herself pushed up against the wall of her bedroom, Adam holding her there by putting his arm across the chest. She whimpered.
'I love you, Diana. We've been best friends forever. And now…you believe that sick bastard over me? Huh?!' he snarled.
She didn't answer.
'You fucking bitch. You're making me look so bad. Do you enjoy that? Is that what Crane's teaching you? To take joy out of hurting others?!' he hissed.
'No' she answered.
'No what?' he scoffed.
'No! He's not a crazy bastard. You're wrong!' she cried out.
'You know, I think you just want attention. And since I'm not good enough for you anymore, you're off in those tight tops to show your boobs to some other guy!' he snarled.
'You're wrong! I don't do that on purpose' she cried weakly.
'So you just happen to throw on a t-shirt that barely fits every time you go to your ''therapy session''?' he hissed.
She cast her eyes down.
'You must get awfully physical with Crane, right? Tell me Diana, did he fuck you, while you told him how sad and lonely you were?' he spat with disgust.
'Enough' she softly objected.
'Why? Because it's the truth?' he scoffed.
She looked into his eyes.
'We're no longer friends, Adam. Get out of my room' she told him.
He let go of her. She looked up to him.
'Get out of my room!' she snarled.
He jumped back a bit at her sudden hard voice, before slowly heading for the door. Just before he left, she saw tears in his eyes.
She sank to the floor, her breathing heavy. She couldn't believe Adam would think she'd sleep with Jonathan. She was still recovering. She wasn't ready for intimacy like that, let alone with Jonathan.
It would take a very long time before she was back to her old self. And while she felt at ease by being in Richard's or Jonathan's presence, every other guy she encountered had her think they would molest her too.
She sighed. Everything was a mess. She had never wanted Adam and her to grow apart like this. But he couldn't accept the fact she was spending her time with someone else, rather than him.
She now understood Jonathan had been right. Adam couldn't be trusted anymore.
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Poor Diana Crane, you little bastard! You're destroying her only friendship!
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Next chapter will feature more Crane manipulating poor Diana :(
Anyways, have a nice day!
~TheOneWithTooManyInterests
