[Chrissy sees the way the cop looks at her, and it makes her go quiet as she tries to figure out if he sees her the same way she sees Jason. If he sees her the same way all those people did when she was lost on the side of the road for a long time.
A monster.
If Johnnie sees her like that, he doesn't give any indication. Instead, he tries to empower her a little more. And she laughs at his suggestion, until it really sinks in what he's asking the pleading cop to do.]
You want him to lick my feet?
[The cop's face is filled with something close to hope, like maybe he's thinking Chrissy will be the one to talk some reason into the situation.]
You don't have to do that. Just kiss it.
[Her smile is more amused than cruel, but she points to her foot like it's not exactly a suggestion.]
He'll cut you if you don't do it.
[All that hope goes out as they're looked at like they're the devil himself. And in that moment, Chrissy feels so powerful she almost wants to cackle. So when she brings her foot up so it roughly bumps against the cop's chin, she doesn't feel anything but like she's on top of the world.]
You want to be let go, don't you?
[The cop spits at her and she gasps, jumping in surprise. Doesn't this guy know how gross that is?]
Fuck you, bitch. [Wait, is he talking to her or Johnnie?
What happened to the begging just a minute ago? She misses that. Chrissy knows how to get leverage over that. This newfound desperate anger he's showing, she has no idea how to respond.]
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A monster.
If Johnnie sees her like that, he doesn't give any indication. Instead, he tries to empower her a little more. And she laughs at his suggestion, until it really sinks in what he's asking the pleading cop to do.]
You want him to lick my feet?
[The cop's face is filled with something close to hope, like maybe he's thinking Chrissy will be the one to talk some reason into the situation.]
You don't have to do that. Just kiss it.
[Her smile is more amused than cruel, but she points to her foot like it's not exactly a suggestion.]
He'll cut you if you don't do it.
[All that hope goes out as they're looked at like they're the devil himself. And in that moment, Chrissy feels so powerful she almost wants to cackle. So when she brings her foot up so it roughly bumps against the cop's chin, she doesn't feel anything but like she's on top of the world.]
You want to be let go, don't you?
[The cop spits at her and she gasps, jumping in surprise. Doesn't this guy know how gross that is?]
Fuck you, bitch. [Wait, is he talking to her or Johnnie?
What happened to the begging just a minute ago? She misses that. Chrissy knows how to get leverage over that. This newfound desperate anger he's showing, she has no idea how to respond.]