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Dri sat in her bed with R.J. clutched to her chest. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail. She was wearing a pair of loose blue pajama pants, and a black shirt. She had taken a shower and cleaned up after everything.
She was trying to prolong the inevitable. Sean was in the living room waiting to talk to her. She had been assured that Duncan and Richie would not be around during the time she and Sean were talking. Dri wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. She wasn't exactly comfortable around Sean, but she wasn't thrilled with Mac or Richie at the moment.
There was a soft knock on her door.
"Dri are you ready?" Sean called through the door.
"Yeah, I'll be out in a second."
"All right. I'll be waiting."
Dri sighed. She didn't want to do this.
"Just relax," She said to herself. "Just play happy and everything will be all right." Dri took a couple of deep breaths and walked out into her awaiting hell.
Sean was sitting on the recliner, hands folded over his lap. He smiled when she came through the door. Dri didn't smile back. She just walked over to the couch and plopped down. She still had R.J. in her arms.
"How are you feeling?" Sean asked.
Dri shrugged. "Better than before."
"That's good."
"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" Dri asked. "I am I supposed to just lie down and tell you my life story?"
Sean laughed. "You don't have to lie down and we can talk about whatever you want."
She shrugged again. "I don't know what to talk about."
"Well why don't we talk about your brother."
Dri sucked her breath in. She hadn't been expecting that. It was hard to talk about Adrian. That wasn't a happy subject.
"We can talk about anything I want right?"
Sean nodded.
"Okay well I don't want to talk about my brother."
"All right," Sean concurred. "Would you care to tell me why?"
"My brother is." Dri trailed off. "It's a sensitive subject. I mean I barely speak of him to Richie or Mac and I care about them. No offense, but I don't even know you."
"That's understandable."
"You're not going to push me?" She asked skeptically.
He shook his head. "No, I won't pressure you to talk about anything you don't want to." Sean noticed that Dri visably relaxed. "What would you like to talk about?"
"Preferably nothing."
"Come on now. There has to be something you want to talk about. What about your father?"
"What about him?"
"Tell me about him," Sean encouraged. "What was he like?"
Dri smiled. "He was funny. He always enjoyed a good joke. He was strong too. He used to carry Adrian and me in each arm like we were nothing."
"Adrian is your brother?" Sean asked.
Her smile faded. "No, he WAS my brother. He's been dead for a long time."
"Do you miss him?"
"Of course I miss him, he was my brother!" She snapped. "We're not even supposed to be talking about him."
"You're right," Sean said. "My fault. Tell me more about your father."
"He was the greatest. I mean no one could ask for a better father. He took such good care of us."
"What about your mother?" Sean asked. He watched the tension flow into her shoulders again.
"She um.." She clutched R.J. tighter. "She wasn't the best mother in the world."
He leaned forward and propped his elbows on his knees. "What do you mean?"
"Well before daddy died she was pretty cool. I mean she wasn't like dad was, but she was decent."
"And after your father died?"
"Things were different." She replied vaguely.
"What do you mean by different?"
Before Dri could answer thunder rumbled quietly outside. Her gaze drifted to the window. She saw the grey clouds and the still wet windows. She was just grateful that the power was back on.
"Is it supposed to rain all day?" Dri asked nervously.
"I believe so."
She pulled her legs up to her chest and rested her head on her knees.
Sean tilted his head. "Why are you so afraid of the storm?"
"Honestly?"
"Honestly."
"I don't know." Her eyes glanced up to his. "When my dad was alive I was fine."
"Did he die during a storm?" Sean questioned gently.
Dri shook her head. "No, I mean the road was wet, but the storm had been the night before."
"So you don't think that triggered it?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Well because even after he died for a while I didn't mind the storms. I mean I missed him rocking me to sleep, but Adrian and I..we had each other ya know."
"When exactly is the first time you remember being scared of the storm?"
She tilted her head back and stared at the ceiling. "I'm not sure. It's been so long now, I just don't know."
"Was it before or after Alec?" Sean pushed.
"After." She answered quickly.
Sean thought for a moment. Before he said anything thunder slammed and Dri jumped off the couch and started backing away from the window. Sean's gaze followed her.
"What is it?" He asked.
Dri was trembling. "I, I don't want to talk anymore."
"That's fine. We can continue later."
Dri kept backing up until she hit the wall. "Where's Mac?"
Sean stood up and started walking towards her. "He's downstairs. Would you like me to go get him?"
She slid down the wall, so she was sitting on the floor with her knees draw to her chest. "Please don't come near me."
Sean stopped where he was. "Would you like me to get Duncan?"
She nodded.
"All right," He said walking over to the elevator.
Dri wasn't paying attention. Her gaze was fixed on the now pouring rain and lightning that was flashing around them. With every flash she had another vision. The first was of her mother hitting her. The second was of Alec beating Adrian. The third was of Adrian lying dead on the floor at the bottom of the stairs. The fourth was of Alec beating her.
She shook her head trying to get the images to flee from her mind, but they kept coming. She remembered her nightmares of Adrian all bloody and bruised. She saw her mother yelling at her, telling her that it was Dri's fault her father was dead. That she was worthless. There was more and she did her best to rid them.
She put her head between her knees as the first tear slid down her cheek. Her body was trembling so badly she didn't know what to do. She was cold, but it wasn't the cold that any amount of blankets could warm. Dri was cold on the inside at the core of her body.
"Dri?"
She looked up and saw Mac kneeling in front of her. She immediately threw herself into his arms and started sobbing. Mac embraced her gently.
"It's all right." He soothed. "Everything's all right."
"Don't leave me okay?" Came her muffled plea.
Duncan readjusted himself and pulled her on his lap. Her arms were like a death grip around his neck.
"I won't leave. I promise."
Richie and Sean were bothing standing by the elevator watching what was going on. Richie was a little hurt that Dri hadn't asked for him, but she also knew she was still mad. He watched as Mac rocked Dri in his arms. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
Sean walked over to them and knelt down. "Dri?"
She sniffled and turned her head so that she could see Sean.
"I know you're scared and I know you don't want to talk, but I would really like you to tell me the first time you can remember the storm making you frightened."
"I don't know," She mumbled.
"You said it was after Alec came into your life," Sean encouraged. "Was it before or after Adrian died?"
Dri thought about it. It had been so long it was hard to remember. "I'm sorry, I don't know."
Sean smiled. "It's all right. Just rest now. We'll talk again later."
He nodded to Duncan who picked up Dri and took her in the room, closing the door softly behind them.
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Dri sat in her bed with R.J. clutched to her chest. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail. She was wearing a pair of loose blue pajama pants, and a black shirt. She had taken a shower and cleaned up after everything.
She was trying to prolong the inevitable. Sean was in the living room waiting to talk to her. She had been assured that Duncan and Richie would not be around during the time she and Sean were talking. Dri wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. She wasn't exactly comfortable around Sean, but she wasn't thrilled with Mac or Richie at the moment.
There was a soft knock on her door.
"Dri are you ready?" Sean called through the door.
"Yeah, I'll be out in a second."
"All right. I'll be waiting."
Dri sighed. She didn't want to do this.
"Just relax," She said to herself. "Just play happy and everything will be all right." Dri took a couple of deep breaths and walked out into her awaiting hell.
Sean was sitting on the recliner, hands folded over his lap. He smiled when she came through the door. Dri didn't smile back. She just walked over to the couch and plopped down. She still had R.J. in her arms.
"How are you feeling?" Sean asked.
Dri shrugged. "Better than before."
"That's good."
"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" Dri asked. "I am I supposed to just lie down and tell you my life story?"
Sean laughed. "You don't have to lie down and we can talk about whatever you want."
She shrugged again. "I don't know what to talk about."
"Well why don't we talk about your brother."
Dri sucked her breath in. She hadn't been expecting that. It was hard to talk about Adrian. That wasn't a happy subject.
"We can talk about anything I want right?"
Sean nodded.
"Okay well I don't want to talk about my brother."
"All right," Sean concurred. "Would you care to tell me why?"
"My brother is." Dri trailed off. "It's a sensitive subject. I mean I barely speak of him to Richie or Mac and I care about them. No offense, but I don't even know you."
"That's understandable."
"You're not going to push me?" She asked skeptically.
He shook his head. "No, I won't pressure you to talk about anything you don't want to." Sean noticed that Dri visably relaxed. "What would you like to talk about?"
"Preferably nothing."
"Come on now. There has to be something you want to talk about. What about your father?"
"What about him?"
"Tell me about him," Sean encouraged. "What was he like?"
Dri smiled. "He was funny. He always enjoyed a good joke. He was strong too. He used to carry Adrian and me in each arm like we were nothing."
"Adrian is your brother?" Sean asked.
Her smile faded. "No, he WAS my brother. He's been dead for a long time."
"Do you miss him?"
"Of course I miss him, he was my brother!" She snapped. "We're not even supposed to be talking about him."
"You're right," Sean said. "My fault. Tell me more about your father."
"He was the greatest. I mean no one could ask for a better father. He took such good care of us."
"What about your mother?" Sean asked. He watched the tension flow into her shoulders again.
"She um.." She clutched R.J. tighter. "She wasn't the best mother in the world."
He leaned forward and propped his elbows on his knees. "What do you mean?"
"Well before daddy died she was pretty cool. I mean she wasn't like dad was, but she was decent."
"And after your father died?"
"Things were different." She replied vaguely.
"What do you mean by different?"
Before Dri could answer thunder rumbled quietly outside. Her gaze drifted to the window. She saw the grey clouds and the still wet windows. She was just grateful that the power was back on.
"Is it supposed to rain all day?" Dri asked nervously.
"I believe so."
She pulled her legs up to her chest and rested her head on her knees.
Sean tilted his head. "Why are you so afraid of the storm?"
"Honestly?"
"Honestly."
"I don't know." Her eyes glanced up to his. "When my dad was alive I was fine."
"Did he die during a storm?" Sean questioned gently.
Dri shook her head. "No, I mean the road was wet, but the storm had been the night before."
"So you don't think that triggered it?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Well because even after he died for a while I didn't mind the storms. I mean I missed him rocking me to sleep, but Adrian and I..we had each other ya know."
"When exactly is the first time you remember being scared of the storm?"
She tilted her head back and stared at the ceiling. "I'm not sure. It's been so long now, I just don't know."
"Was it before or after Alec?" Sean pushed.
"After." She answered quickly.
Sean thought for a moment. Before he said anything thunder slammed and Dri jumped off the couch and started backing away from the window. Sean's gaze followed her.
"What is it?" He asked.
Dri was trembling. "I, I don't want to talk anymore."
"That's fine. We can continue later."
Dri kept backing up until she hit the wall. "Where's Mac?"
Sean stood up and started walking towards her. "He's downstairs. Would you like me to go get him?"
She slid down the wall, so she was sitting on the floor with her knees draw to her chest. "Please don't come near me."
Sean stopped where he was. "Would you like me to get Duncan?"
She nodded.
"All right," He said walking over to the elevator.
Dri wasn't paying attention. Her gaze was fixed on the now pouring rain and lightning that was flashing around them. With every flash she had another vision. The first was of her mother hitting her. The second was of Alec beating Adrian. The third was of Adrian lying dead on the floor at the bottom of the stairs. The fourth was of Alec beating her.
She shook her head trying to get the images to flee from her mind, but they kept coming. She remembered her nightmares of Adrian all bloody and bruised. She saw her mother yelling at her, telling her that it was Dri's fault her father was dead. That she was worthless. There was more and she did her best to rid them.
She put her head between her knees as the first tear slid down her cheek. Her body was trembling so badly she didn't know what to do. She was cold, but it wasn't the cold that any amount of blankets could warm. Dri was cold on the inside at the core of her body.
"Dri?"
She looked up and saw Mac kneeling in front of her. She immediately threw herself into his arms and started sobbing. Mac embraced her gently.
"It's all right." He soothed. "Everything's all right."
"Don't leave me okay?" Came her muffled plea.
Duncan readjusted himself and pulled her on his lap. Her arms were like a death grip around his neck.
"I won't leave. I promise."
Richie and Sean were bothing standing by the elevator watching what was going on. Richie was a little hurt that Dri hadn't asked for him, but she also knew she was still mad. He watched as Mac rocked Dri in his arms. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
Sean walked over to them and knelt down. "Dri?"
She sniffled and turned her head so that she could see Sean.
"I know you're scared and I know you don't want to talk, but I would really like you to tell me the first time you can remember the storm making you frightened."
"I don't know," She mumbled.
"You said it was after Alec came into your life," Sean encouraged. "Was it before or after Adrian died?"
Dri thought about it. It had been so long it was hard to remember. "I'm sorry, I don't know."
Sean smiled. "It's all right. Just rest now. We'll talk again later."
He nodded to Duncan who picked up Dri and took her in the room, closing the door softly behind them.
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