This fills the “Betrayal” square.
Content warning: suggested self-harm, vague.
“You weren’t supposed to know at all.”
“I’m glad I did! Tory, this isn’t the sort of thing you should keep to yourself. You’ll be better now.”
“Ty, you can’t just read people’s private things. That was password-protected for a reason.”
“Well, it wasn’t like it was hard…” Ty was faltering. The staff had said five minutes. Maybe five minutes was too long.
“You hacked my computer. You read my private things.” Tory was looking around the room. The window, no, no there was no way anyone could get out the window. Ty backed towards the door. There’d be no end of it if Tory got out.
“Tory, look at it! Look at you! I did this for your own good! Come on, you have to understand that.”
Sitting in a hospital bed, in a thin gown, Tory didn’t look understanding. If anything, Ty would have to call that expression “furious.” “Come on, Tory. You understand. I did this for your own good.”
“You violated me.”
“I read your computer.”
“And I ended up here.” Tory stood up. “No. I don’t understand, Ty. No, it’s not okay.”
The window was too small for anyone to fit out of. Wasn’t it?
“Tory… Tory, I was helping you.”
“That wasn’t the help I wanted. You can go off and help someone else. Or better yet… don’t help anyone at all.”
The window wasn’t too small for Tory.
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