Psychological Control

"What are you going to do?!" Almost as soon as I finished speaking, Dexter asked sensitively and quickly. "If you do something to Debra, it is absolutely impossible for me to forgive you!"

"Oh, I can't do anything." I looked back at him calmly, without any fluctuation in my tone. "If I don't stop you, you will be the one who will actually do something. Do you think that Harry Morgan will be forced to accept your psychological problems because of guilt, and Debra, a normal person who doesn't know anything, will?"

"...What guilt?" Dexter was silent for a while, as if he was digesting my words, and then he suddenly realized the point I had revealed to him in this passage. "Why does Harry feel guilty about his adopted child?"

There is a gentle smile on my face, but unfortunately there is not much sincerity in this masked smile. "Stupid brother, it seems that you really don't know anything. Don't you know why Harry adopted you?"

Dexter was flustered, and while he might not have noticed what I was about to say, his gut told him it would completely overturn his previous perspective.

"Don't you know?... You can't lie to me... Don't think that I will believe anything you just make up..." Dexter said sternly.

"No matter how mean I am, I wouldn't make up a lie about my mother." My voice was soft but my words were sharp. "The reason why Harry adopted you was because of guilt towards our mother. She was one of Harry's informants, you know? She was indirectly killed by the damn policeman!!! We are all victims! "

"It's ridiculous that you are still so grateful to Dade for his family, and you care about that man's daughter, even Brian, who is an older brother, can be easily discarded..." I spoke quickly and called Brian instead of me .Fortunately, the situation is so tense these days that no one pays attention to it.

After hearing my words, Dexter was stunned for a while.Then I looked at his eyes that were originally calm because of Dillon's shot, and became frantic again.Watching this scene, I couldn't help but marvel at Harry Morgan's upbringing.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 pierced by the bullet, but also struggle to stand up and fight me desperately.He kept muttering in a low voice: "Impossible, it's all false...what you said is all false..." It was as if these words could hypnotize him and forget everything I said.

It was supposed to be a pitiful and ridiculous scene, but my withered sympathy couldn't be realized for him.Because Brian was actually the unluckiest of the three event-related persons left that year, wasn't he?I just stood there motionless with my arms tied, watching Dexter approach me coldly.Patience is the only thing I can do to fulfill Brian's wish.

I thought I'd let him do it, and wait for him to calm down for the second time, and then continue to take the strong medicine.I didn't know that maybe I misunderstood it because of my motionless appearance, a figure suddenly flashed in front of me, and then there was a muffled impact of fists to the flesh, and Dillon threw Dexter out.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?! Find out for me! You are his brother, not his sandbag. What's the use of talking so much? Let me tell you, since he is your younger brother, if he doesn't obey, he will be beaten up." Alright!" Before I could react, he rushed in front of me so suddenly and knocked Dexter away.That's not enough, after completing a series of actions, he turned his head and lectured me again.

Because such a guy who doesn't fit the style of the painting mixed in, my pace was disrupted all of a sudden.I didn't expect that he usually looks so silent that he doesn't know whether he is indifferent or indifferent, but in the end he has a bad temper.

Before I could even open my mouth to respond to what he said, Dexter was on the ground again in the blink of an eye.As a result of being beaten to the ground, Dexter is now, like me, stained with blood all over his body, and the tip of his nose is full of a disgustingly strong smell of pig blood.

In the silence, for a while, only the sound of Di Lon's movements could be heard.

To my amazement, Dexter didn't struggle to fight back when no one stopped him.On the contrary, he curled up and subconsciously assumed a defensive posture.Was it startled by the sudden fist?My thoughts suddenly wandered away.

In fact, since he was adopted by Harry Morgan, he hasn't felt this kind of feeling of being crushed and beaten.Even before that incident, Dexter certainly had no such experience.Because both Brian and Dexter are children of single parents.

From a certain point of view, due to the lack of parental upbringing, the two brothers lacked something in their personalities.This is a common problem for many children in single-parent families.

It can't be said to be a character defect. After all, even children from two-parent families, due to the different parental education methods, may also have the result that the children are too self-centered because of the parents' excessive doting on the children.But Brian and Dexter still lack the carelessness and frizz that is characteristic of men.

Even when Dexter was a kid, Brian used to act as a protector, standing up to the older kids who bullied him.But even Brian's personality is inevitably more sensitive to women from the beginning.And not to mention little Dexter.

With the sensitivity to the environment and other people's emotions, Brian and Dexter, who were most vulnerable to external stimuli when they were children at the time, experienced witnessing their mother being killed, and being in that environment was too difficult. For a long time, the result of the trauma is made more serious.

Thinking of this, I originally wanted to step forward to stop it, but suddenly stopped and stood there.I just watched Dexter struggle in the pool of blood, curled up in a corner.With some kind of inexplicable joy, I just let Dillon use the intensity of fighting training in the army, so as not to hurt the opponent's root, but it is also a fist that can hit Dirk with bruises. on Ster.

"Benny... Beanie..." Dexter's unique nickname for Bryant when he was a child, whispered like begging for mercy, and suddenly came to my ears.

Before I could react, my body started to move by itself.I felt as if there was another soul in my body, controlling my limbs and torso to rush up.Kneeling down beside Dexter with both legs, one hand held Dillon's fist which suddenly stopped because of my intervention, and the other hand wrapped around this disobedient brother.

"Enough, stop!" I subconsciously shouted, with an imperative tone.At this moment, I didn't realize at all that I did this because of Dillon's indulgence to me these days.I don't know when, I have already put him on the list of my close people.Because people actually only allow themselves to lose their temper with someone they are really close to.

As I put my arms around Dexter, I felt his embrace in a complicated way.Di Lung's accidental intervention actually restored the scene to the most realistic appearance.

Because at this moment, the place where Dexter fell down was exactly where little Brian put his arms around little Dexter and watched the scene where his mother was killed!Afterwards, the two brothers sat in the pool of blood without moving, watching the closed container from this perspective for three days.

While the approach to PTSD, especially Dexter's persistent avoidance of facts due to blurred memory, encourages the other person to confront the event and express it in a soothing way. Venting the emotions that accompany a traumatic event is the right way to go.

But I was suddenly afraid that the stimulation would be too much all of a sudden, too much.I hugged Dexter tightly and comforted him in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

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

Like little Brian back then, I pressed Dexter's head tightly on my shoulders so that he couldn't see the assailant.And I stared at Di Lon with my eyes wide open, and shouted with my lips: "Go...you get out first! I'll be fine here."

After Dillon hid his voice as much as possible and exited the container, Huan Shou waited outside.It took me a full ten minutes to slow down Dexter again.

"Can you really save me?" Dexter's voice rang in my ears, but his voice became hoarse due to silent tears. "I really don't have to kill people... I'm so afraid of losing control... But even Harry can't help it..."

"It's proof that I haven't killed a single person so far." I tried to soften my voice and agreed to him. "It's all animal blood. I bought it at the slaughterhouse. Dexter, think about it. If sociopaths really don't have a shred of emotion, what's your obsession with Debra ?”

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"If you really are a completely emotionless monster, tell me why you are afraid again? We can lock up the monster that grows in our hearts, as long as you don't feed him, one day he will die .Trust me, my brother."