CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Sasha furrowed her brow. "As if that were a tragedy. I'm Sasha, Doctor. And I'm glad that I have the opportunity to let you know how fucking annoying I find you."

She hopped out of her seat, and paced around the room. She was like a caged animal, sniffing the air, sizing up the space. "I have to get out of here," she hissed.

"Not until you tell me why you had to kill the devil," Huang said firmly. "You don't have the power here Sasha. I do."

"You miserable little man, shut the hell up," she felt anxious, the first signs of panic. She had to get out of this room. She felt like she was suffocating.

"Was your…was Olivia's mother the devil Sasha?" The women she killed were all older…it made sense.

"Nooooo," she said shaking her head, distracted. "It was the devil. He just took the shape of that bitch's mom. The devil, he takesmany shapes…I'm not feeling this room,asshole."

Huang watched while she started to pull at her hair. "Focus!" he commanded. It still didn't explain the men.

Sasha stilled, breathing heavily. She looked at his neck. What would it feel like to just take it and snap it –

"Why the men Sasha? The men didn't look like Olivia's mother."

Her ego got the best of her. "Aha!" she said triumphantly. She leaned over the table, hands spread. "You see…that's where he thought he beat me. He thought by taking over the shape of Serena's rapist he was being clever, but I knew better."

Huang was thoughtful. "You mean Olivia's father?"

"Yes!" she screamed, smacking the table. "Yes! Don't you see? Olivia has no idea what her father looks like! So he thought he had me beat, but I knew it was a matter of time before I foundhim...and I must have right?Because I WON."

Huang nodded in understanding. "But why did you feel like you needed to beat the devil? What did he have that you wanted?" He knew the answer, but he had to get it on tape.

"Why…Elliot of course," she said with cold rage. She sat down, her discomfort momentarily forgotten. "My love. We couldn't be together you see? Because the devil wouldn't let anyone have me. No one love me. But he did. He loved me."

"Elliot loved you?"

"HE DID!" she jumped up, knocking her chair over. "But he chose HER! He chose OLIVIA! She poisoned him against me."

"Sasha, please calm down," Huang said, momentarily frightened. He warred between getting her under control and learning the truth.

"Do you know what I did so that we could be together?" Sasha cried. "I went one on one with the devil, but what did Olivia do? Nothing. She just sat there, going through the motions. And it's always been that way Doc, always. She would let Serena hit her, she would let Serena terrorize her, she would mope and get depressed over being a child of rape, but not me, not ever! I was the stronger one, yetchose her. Well you know what? Miss Olivia can kiss her ass goodbye. I am sick of competing with someone who is so obviously beneath me! What this world needs is women who aren't afraid to fight for what they want, women who aren't afraid of shedding a little blood to get what they deserve. Now, get those damn guards and let me out of this room!"

Sasha felt exhausted after her tirade. She was sweating profusely and she could feel the change coming on and she fought it with all her might. Damn that Olivia. She screamed and hurled herself at the wall, kicking and screaming as she went down. Huang stood up alarmed, but held back. He watched as Sasha quieted, curled up inthe fetal position. Soon she quieted.

Huang walked over to Olivia and shook her violently. Groggily, she opened her eyes. Her whole left side was searing inpain."Oh, my God...my arm...Huang…I'm sorry…I'm sorry..."

He smiled. "No, Olivia. You did fine. You did just fine."