Warning: flashback of rape in this chapter!

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Diana held a pillow close to her chest, as she sat on the couch. She had a really bad night sleep after the argument she and Adam had gotten into, despite her medication. Her meds helped her sleep deeply, but last night, not peacefully.

She wiped a stray tear that fell from her face. She looked up when he entered the living-room. She quickly cast her eyes down, and swallowed.

'Diana?' he asked.

She didn't look at him.

'Go away' she softly said.

He sat down next to her.

'Can't we talk?' he asked.

'No. We're done' she argued.

'But-' 'You called me a whore. Do you think I'll forgive you for that?' she cut him off.

'You've changed' he commented.

She shot him a brief glare.

'Look, I'm sorry for what I said-' 'Just go away' she mumbled.

He laid a hand atop her shoulder, causing her to fiercely slap his hand away.

'Don't touch me' she told him.

'What's gotten into you? You never acted this way before' he said.

'Confident, you mean?' she asked.

'No…I…I mean' he rambled.

'You're not used to me talking back to you. That's your problem!' she snarled at him.

'Crane's the problem here, not me!' he snarled back.

'Stop calling him that! Would it hurt you to say his first name?' she cried out.

'Using his first name would make him too human, which he isn't' Adam growled.

'He is as much of a human as we are!' she snarled.

'Don't talk bullshit, Diana! He doesn't have a soul, or a heart for that matter!' Adam hissed.

She looked into his eyes.

'You're such an asshole' she mumbled.

'And you're such a slut for letting him wrap you all around his finger. A few sweet words, and you practically jump him every time you see him!' he growled back.

'I'm not a slut' she argued.

'Look at yourself. No wonder your stepfather sexually assaulted you' he grumbled.

Her eyes widened. She shot up. Tears brimmed in her eyes.

'How dare you?' she asked.

He scoffed.

'Did you ever look into the mirror? You're a beautiful girl, yet you're incredibly naïve and stupid. Men are attracted to that' he stated.

'I guess you'd know all about that' she mumbled.

Before she knew it, he had gotten up, and slapped her hard across the face.

'Shut up' he hissed.

She placed a hand over her bruised cheek. She blinked away her tears, and walked past him. He grabbed her forearm rather tightly.

'It's not too late for you, Diana. You can still get away from him' he tried.

She pulled her arm out of his grip.

'No' she answered.

His eyes narrowed.

'Fine' he muttered.

He pushed past her, leaving her by herself again. She sighed, and rubbed her teary eyes. She just hoped tonight's dinner wouldn't be too awful.

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When Crane arrived at the Fischer's residence that evening, it was no surprise to him Adam acted rather hostile. He didn't care; this boy was already delusional in his parents' eyes.

After Adam's parents had told him to look around, Adam had protested and argued he didn't want him around. His father sent him in the kitchen to help his mother with dinner.

He walked around their apartment, wondering where Diana was. He was the only reason he was here. He wanted to see her.

'We're going to take her tonight, right?'

'We'll just have to see how the evening goes'

'Are you kidding?'

'If everything runs according to the plan, she'll be mine before the night is out'

'Ours, remember?' '

Crane scoffed. Even though Scarecrow was part of him, he wasn't willing to share this girl with anybody. She was all his.

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Diana looked at herself in the mirror, which she usually rarely did. After Adam's comment, she felt really self-conscious.

She ran her hands over the fabric of the black dress she was wearing. It had long sleeves, and reached just above her knees. It had a decent neckline, so it didn't show much cleavage.

She pulled her long hair over one shoulder, exposing the healing bite-mark on her neck. Tears filled her eyes at the painful memory.

For a moment, she saw her stepfather's image. She sank to her knees, tears spilling from her eyes. She despised him for making her this way. She had once been confident, and cheerful, but now…she was only a shadow of the girl she once used to be; scared, shy, and hesitant. She feared men that would come close to her. She always thought they would take advantage of her.

'I hate you so much' she said under her breath.

She buried her face into her hands, hating herself for not being strong enough. She remembered the first time he had raped her. It was still branded into her memory.

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'I'm working late again tonight'

Diana nodded faintly, smiling at her mother as she pinned up her hair. She carefully got up, and wrapped her arms around her mom. She immediately tensed up, and pushed her away from her.

Diana looked at her mom, confusion in her eyes.

'Don't' was all that left her mother's mouth.

Diana swallowed thickly, before following her mom downstairs. She soon left, leaving her in the hallway.

She headed back to the living-room, where she found Michael. His brown eyes scanned over her small frame, a slight smirk on his lips. She just ignored the bad feeling inside of her, and took a seat on the couch, next to him.

When she wanted to grab the remote, he took it from her, and threw it out of her sight. He moved closer, and placed a hand to her leg. His breath found her ear.

As he started to kiss her neck, she attempted to get away, which he only chuckled at. His hand got awfully close to between her legs. She could only whimper as he began to touch her, harshly and painfully.

'Get o-off me' she weakly protested.

He nipped at her earlobe. She wrinkled her nose at his breath. He smelled of smoke.

'You tell me you don't want this but…' he paused to lift up her skirt, and slip his hand into her underwear 'Your body does' he smirked.

'N-no…stop' she gasped.

He tightly held her still, as he touched her most intimate places, forcing her body to submit to him. Tears were in her eyes, as her hips unwillingly bucked into his touch.

'P-please…' she begged.

He laughed.

'Since you asked so nicely' he spoke.

She felt a spark of relief, which quickly turned the fear when he forced her down onto the carpet. Her eyes widened.

'No…please…!' she cried out.

Her attempts to escape proved to be pointless against his firm grip. She was helpless as he undressed her.

He firmly held her arms down, and took in her naked body as she lied underneath him. Tears spilled from her green eyes.

'You know Diana…your mom's kind of letting herself go. But you' he paused, to nuzzle his nose between her breasts 'You…you have such a nice, curvy body for someone your age' he laughed.

Her blood turned cold from fear. She had always known there was something off with her stepfather but this…not even in her wildest dreams had she wished for this to happen.

'Everything about you…it's so arousing. Men like me usually have to look on the internet to find such fine women. But me…I have my personal, little model' he chuckled.

He moved one hand down to between her legs, which she clamped tightly shut. He simply tore her legs apart, a smirk on his face.

Without warning, he forced two fingers inside of her, causing her to scream. He only laughed. She closed her eyes, the pain between her legs sharp, and sudden.

'Such a lovely scream' he whispered into her ear.

She cried out into distress as his thumb roughly rubbed over the sensitive nub between her legs, as he pumped his fingers into her.

She turned her head to the side, biting the inside of her cheek at the sharp pain, mixed with forced pleasure. Chills went down her spine at his thumb pressing against her so tightly.

Soon, the pain began to fade, but left her with torturous pleasure, she refused to enjoy. This man was her stepfather, he was forcing this onto her, she couldn't, and wouldn't enjoy this.

She fought back a moan, but he had already heard her. He began to move faster.

'Good girl' he hissed into her ear.

She opened her eyes.

'Please stop' she begged.

'You don't want me to stop. You're soaking wet, Diana. You're enjoying this' he declared.

She sobbed.

He pulled his hand away from her, and brought his hand up before her face, forcing her to see his fingers were wet. She felt ashamed of her body, which had betrayed her so easily.

'You see? This is all you' he tortured her.

She didn't respond. She watched with disgust and horror as he put his fingers into his mouth, his smirk never fading.

He sat up straight, and unbuckled his belt. He unzipped his pants, and took them off. His t-shirt, and shoes and socks soon followed. As soon as he removed his underwear, she closed her eyes, refusing to believe this was happening. He wouldn't do this to her. He wouldn't!

His rough hands rubbed her hips.

'Open your eyes. I want to watch your expression as I take you' he demanded.

She opened her eyes, her vision blurred with tears. He swept her legs over his hips, and eased closer. His hands found her wrists, and he pressed them hard into the carpet, as he forced his length into her all at once, breaking her, and making her cry out at the top of her lungs. She arched her back in pain, and threw her head back.

She tried to gasp for air as he took her, leaving her body paralyzed with shock. Why was he doing this? Why would he hurt a girl like this?

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'Diana?'

She looked up, seeing Jonathan stand in the door opening, his expression one of concern. She crawled to her feet, and ran straight into his arms, only to bury her face into his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her. She choked back a sob.

'It's alright' he told her kindly.

He rubbed her back. She moved to rest her head on his shoulder. She inhaled through her nose, allowing a blush to creep up her cheeks. He smelled so good.

He placed a hand to the back of her head.

'It's alright, Diana. I'm here' he soothed her.

'I…I had a flashback…it all seemed so real…like he was back to hurt me' she sobbed.

'Shh…don't fill your head with bad memories' he whispered.

'Jonathan…I'm scared' she said very softly.

'Hush now…everything will be alright' he whispered into her ear.

She wrapped her arms around his neck.

'I'm so glad you're here' she confessed.

He tightened his grip on her, which only made her feel more at ease with him. She nuzzled her nose briefly against his neck, making him tense up.

She lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

'Sorry' she apologized.

He chuckled warmly.

'It's fine' he assured her.

She pulled away from him, and looked up. His eyes softened at seeing her. He reached for her face, which she flinched slightly at, as he gently wiped her tears.

'Look at you. Such a beautiful girl shouldn't be crying' he said.

She felt herself blush deeply.

'You think I'm beautiful?' she asked softly.

He rubbed his thumb over her rosy cheek. A charming smile crept up his full lips. He -very gently- pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. She got chills from the sudden contact.

'I do' he spoke.

She cast her eyes down, feeling incredibly shy by his comment, and his actions. While Adam had told her the same thing before, the way Jonathan told her what he thought of her, gave her a fluttering feeling in her stomach.

'Dr. Crane?'

Both looked up at hearing Sylvia speak. Her eyes went to Jonathan.

'A word, please' she demanded.

Diana frowned as they both left. What was up with Sylvia lately?

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'I thought I told you to not give her any false hope'

Crane inwardly rolled his eyes. What was he supposed to do? Tell her she looked hideous? That no-one wanted her?

'My apologies, Mrs. Fischer. But she clearly lacks the feeling of being wanted. While she's terrified of men, she wants attention. She craves the feeling of being wanted, to be complimented' he explained.

'Please understand that you're her psychiatrist, and giving her that kind of attention will only fill her head with the wrong thoughts' she argued.

'What kind of wrong thoughts? That she is beautiful? That she's actually liked, and admired for her strength by people around her?' he snapped back.

'No. You'll let her believe she has a chance to get your affection' she calmly responded.

Crane tightened his jaw, angered by her demands. He knew he had to play along to earn her trust, but she was rather obnoxious.

'I apologize. It'll never happen again' he said.

She sighed.

'I'm sorry. I'm just a little on edge. Adam's being more troublesome than usual' she apologized to him.

Crane offered a friendly smile. He was tempted to strangle this obnoxious woman, but found it wise not to do so. After dinner, he would request to see Adam alone, and then…he'd use his toxin on him. his parents would think he had a mental breakdown. He'd be out of his way, for good.

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