[Chrissy's voice cracks as she tries to politely warn him that maybe now isn't the best time. But he's slowed down the car and is trying to soothe her. Even when he unintentionally causes her to stay focused on the trauma she's just gone through.]
My arm is really hurting.
[So it's probably not all that bad if he recklessly speeds. The hospital isn't exactly close to the trailer park, they've still got a drive ahead of them. Which means they have nothing but time. She really wants a hug, but he can't exactly pull over and give her one. Eventually the pain is going to register a lot stronger, and she'll be left in hysterics.]
I've broken it before, in cheerleading. This hurts so much worse.
[Her breathing is labored, and she makes soft whimpers like a wounded animal. But she's proud of herself for holding it together, and realizes the time spent driving might as well be used to give him information.]
I was in your trailer. Then I was somewhere else. I've been seeing things for weeks. Spiders and...a clock that kept chiming. I think it was counting down. I've been hearing things too, my mom's voice reminding me how fat I am.
[A shaky exhale is released, as she moves her injured arm. The sight of it makes her lower lip tremble, and she whimpers once again. She needs to keep talking.]
But tonight there was a monster, I guess? I've never seen anything as scary as he was. He's been in my nightmares a lot. That's why I needed you to give me something. I haven't been sleeping because I've been afraid to.
[She's been drowning in fear, and feels isolated and alone because of it. Or felt that way, anyway, until she connected with Eddie. Now she feels less alone, but guilty for getting him involved. She didn't feel like she could reach out to Jason or anyone else. Just Eddie Munson, who's now stuck trying to take care of her.]
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[Chrissy's voice cracks as she tries to politely warn him that maybe now isn't the best time. But he's slowed down the car and is trying to soothe her. Even when he unintentionally causes her to stay focused on the trauma she's just gone through.]
My arm is really hurting.
[So it's probably not all that bad if he recklessly speeds. The hospital isn't exactly close to the trailer park, they've still got a drive ahead of them. Which means they have nothing but time. She really wants a hug, but he can't exactly pull over and give her one. Eventually the pain is going to register a lot stronger, and she'll be left in hysterics.]
I've broken it before, in cheerleading. This hurts so much worse.
[Her breathing is labored, and she makes soft whimpers like a wounded animal. But she's proud of herself for holding it together, and realizes the time spent driving might as well be used to give him information.]
I was in your trailer. Then I was somewhere else. I've been seeing things for weeks. Spiders and...a clock that kept chiming. I think it was counting down. I've been hearing things too, my mom's voice reminding me how fat I am.
[A shaky exhale is released, as she moves her injured arm. The sight of it makes her lower lip tremble, and she whimpers once again. She needs to keep talking.]
But tonight there was a monster, I guess? I've never seen anything as scary as he was. He's been in my nightmares a lot. That's why I needed you to give me something. I haven't been sleeping because I've been afraid to.
[She's been drowning in fear, and feels isolated and alone because of it. Or felt that way, anyway, until she connected with Eddie. Now she feels less alone, but guilty for getting him involved. She didn't feel like she could reach out to Jason or anyone else. Just Eddie Munson, who's now stuck trying to take care of her.]