Psychological Control

"What are you going to do ?!" Almost as soon as my voice fell, Dexter questioned quickly and sensitively. "If you do anything to Debra, I can never forgive you!"

"Oh, I can't do anything." I looked back at him calmly, and my tone didn't change. "If I don't stop you, what will really be done by that time is you. You thought that Harry Morgan would be forced to accept your psychological problems because of guilt. Will Debra, a normal person who knows nothing?"

"... What guilt?" Dexter was silent for a while, as if digesting my words, and then he suddenly realized the key points revealed to him in my words. "Why would Harry be guilty of his adopted child?"

A mild smile hung on my face, but unfortunately this masked smile didn't carry much sincerity. "Stupid brother, it seems you really don't know anything. Don't you know why Harry adopted you?"

Dexter was flustered. Although he may not have noticed what I would say, his instincts told him that these words would completely subvert his previous views.

"Did you know? ... you can't lie to me ... don't think that if you just make it up, I will believe ..." Dexter said rumblingly.

"No matter how despicable I am, I won't make up a lie about my mother." My tone was soft and my words were sharp. "The reason Harry adopted you is because of guilt for our mother. She is an informant for Harry, you know? She was killed indirectly by the **** police !!! We are all victims! "

"It's ridiculous that you are so grateful to his family, Ded, and take that man's daughter to heart. Even Brian, the elder brother, can easily discard it ..." . Fortunately, the situation is very tense, and no one will notice it.

Dexter, listening to me, stunned there for a while. Then I looked at his calm eyes because of Dillon's shot, and then he became mad again. Looking at this scene, I can't help but sigh about the achievements of Harry Morgan's parenting. In my opinion, he just raised a healthy shell, but he was at a loss for the soul inside.

Seeing that Dexter would rather endure the pain that was penetrated by the bullets, he also struggled to stand up and fight desperately with me. He kept whispering in his mouth, "It's impossible, it's all false ... what you say is false ..." It's as if these words can hypnotize himself and forget everything I said.

It should have been a pitiful and ridiculous scene, but my withered sympathy could not be realized for him. Because Brian was actually the unlucky one of the three event-related people left that year, didn't he? I just stood there motionless and watched Dexter approach me. Patience is the only thing I can do when fulfilling Brian's wish.

I thought of taking him to do it, and after he calmed down for a second time, he went on to use the medicine. I don't know if it might be misunderstood because of my motionless appearance. A figure suddenly flashed to me, and then the sound of **** and thumping into the meat, Dillon lifted Dexter out.

"What is silly standing there ?! Find out for me! You ’re his brother, not his punch bag. What ’s the use of saying so much? Want me to say that since he is your brother, if you are not obedient, just give it a shot. Alright! "Before I could react, he rushed to me so suddenly that Dexter flew. This is not enough. After completing a series of actions, he turned his head and taught me again.

Because such a guy who didn't meet the style of painting came in, all of a sudden my pace was disrupted. I didn't expect that he usually seemed so silent that he didn't know whether it was indifferent or Mumu, but in the end it was a bad temper.

Before I could say anything in response to his words, Dexter fell to the ground again in the blink of an eye. As a result of Dexter's stabbing to the ground, he is now as **** as me, and has a thick, sickening smell of pig blood on the tip of his nose.

In silence, only Dillon's voice sounded in his ears.

To my surprise, no one stopped Dexter from struggling to fight back. In contrast, he curled up in a subconscious manner. Was he stunned by the sudden fist? My thoughts suddenly flew away.

In fact, since he was adopted by Harry Morgan, he has not felt the feeling of being crushed. Even before that happened, Dexter must have never had such an experience. Because Brian and Dexter are both children of a single parent family.

In some respects, there is something missing in the personality of the two brothers without the parental upbringing. This is a common problem for children of many single-parent families.

It can't be said to be a defect in personality. After all, even for children of two-parent families, due to the difference in parental education methods, there may be results of excessive self-centeredness caused by the parents' excessive love for their children. But Brian and Dexter still lack the carelessness and frizz unique to men.

Even when Dexter was young, Brian stood as a protector, standing in front of the older child who bullied him. But even Brian, it is inevitable that his personality will be more sensitive to women in the beginning. Needless to say little Dexter.

With the kind of sensitivity that makes it easier to feel the environment and the emotions of others, Brian and Dexter, who were most vulnerable to external stimuli at the time as a child, experienced witnessing the killing of their mothers and being in that environment too For a long time, the consequences of trauma become more serious.

Thinking of this, I originally wanted to stop immediately, and suddenly stopped there. I watched Dexter struggling in the blood pool, curled up in the corner. With some unexplainable pleasure, I just let Dillon train the strength of the fighting in the army so as not to hurt the opponent at all, but it is also a fist that can make bruises. It fell on Dirk one after another. Stee.

"Binny ... Binny ..." Dexter whispered for Bryant's peculiar nickname when he was a kid, and suddenly whispered into my ear.

Before I even reacted, my body moved by itself. I felt as if there was another soul in my body, controlling my limbs and rushing up. He knelt on Dexter's side all at once, clasped Dillon's fist suddenly stopped because of my intervention, and clasped the disobedient younger brother with one hand.

"Enough, stop!" I shouted subconsciously, with an imperative tone. At this time I didn't realize that I was doing this because of these days, Dillon's indulgence to me. I don't know when, I have long listed him on the list of people I am close to. Because in fact, only when you are really close to someone, you will let yourself have a little temper against each other.

While I was holding Dexter, I felt his complicated embrace. Dylan's accidental intervention actually restored the scene to the most realistic look.

Because the place where Dexter fell at this time was exactly where the young Bryan was holding Dexter and watching his mother's murder! After that, the two brothers remained motionless, sitting in the blood pool, and watching the closed container for three days from this perspective.

Although the method of treating post-traumatic stress disorder, especially in the face of Dexter's persistent evasion of facts due to ambiguous memory, encourages the other party to face the incident and expresses in a soothing way. It is the most correct way to vent the emotions associated with trauma.

But I was suddenly afraid that the stimulus was too much at once, too late. I hugged Dexter tightly, comforting with a husky voice.

"It's okay ... it's okay ..." I heard myself say, "Don't Dexter have grown up? You have to stand up and face ..."

Like little Brian at the beginning, I pressed Dexter's head tightly to my shoulders so that he could not see the murderer. And I opened my eyes and stared at Dillon, yelling, "Go ... you go out first! Nothing will happen to me."

After Dillon exited the container with as much concealment as possible, ringing his hands and waiting outside. It took me a full ten minutes to get Dexter to slow down again.

"Can you really save me?" Dexter's voice sounded in my ears, and the silent tears made his throat hoarse. "Do I really need to kill someone ... I'm so afraid of losing control ... but even Harry can't help it ..."

"It's proof that I haven't killed anyone yet." I softened my voice as much as I could, and promised him. "The blood is animal blood. I bought it at the slaughterhouse. Dexter, think about it. If the anti-social personality really has no feeling, what is your dedication to Debra? ? "

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"If you are truly a monster with no emotion at all, tell me why do you feel scared again? We can lock the monster that breeds in our heart firmly, as long as you do n’t feed him, he will die one day . Believe me, my brother. "2k novel reading network