Huffing, he struggled against the guards that were pushing his arms in the chains on the top of the bed.
Their upward position uncomfortable, the one with the crush on her , was clinging way too hard on his elbow.
If he could, the guards would push it out of place but he didn't as a click sounded and Malachi found himself unable to move much.
Sweat decorated his skin, only shortly had he been reawakened and he was already forced in place.
Feelings from the original gnawing at him and kept shaking up his entire nervouse system. He was a mess, impulsive with an onslaught of emotions upon him.
They left, atleast he thought so as they vanished from his view.
"I asked around, apparently to grow old together, you must value each other's space.''
Grunting, he tried to get his wrists out of X like shape of chains, failing.
''As in respect ones personal space and allow them their own free time..''
Scribbles...scribbles... she's writing it down...really
''How would you go about respecting that?
And personal space, how big should it be?''
''As if I would answer your questions.''
Suddenly he realised his position as she glared down at him, the tip of her pen on his neck.
''Alright.....convincing enough.''
Satisfied, she settled next to him and stared with expectations.
''First, personal space all depends on the relationship you have with someone.
You have the foundation relationship, usually this is the relationship of parent and child.
A child depends upon the parents for everything and what kind of behaviour gets shown usually reflects the growth and behaviour of the child, even when adult.
How the child is nurtured impacts the need for personal space. There is always need for it but if you get raised warmly, you have less need for it then if you were raised with neglect.
This sets a foundation of social contacts, warm raised children upon up quicker and even have a certain amount of need for physical contact.
Neglected children most of the times need time to establish what they need, even with the help of therapy and even that is a long process.
What you need to consider as well is their character, extrovert charge up from contact, introvert gets depleted unless it's a certain people and then we aren't even speaking of ambiverts."
She paused, realising why he spoke of the foundation first, it was obvious where she got her behaviour from, before continuing her essay on how to grow old together.
Malachi couldn't help but roll his eyes at the title.
''Depending on the environment there may be a few other adults influencing the behaviour but that isn't usually the case as it is influenced by rank and wealth.
The more you have if that, the less people will critic you as you are above them.
However another factor is childhood friends or servants.
Even with your growth as a person, they may still see you as someone they connected with closely. So their view of personal space is distorted, influenced by their own view of you.
They might even see you as someone you aren't anymore, your sixteen year old version for one.
Take Jacek for example, he gives you advise based on what he feels.
You used his advice in a situation completely different from what he envisioned.
I suspect, as you are close in age and probably grew up together, you went through puberty and explored it with him.
It stayed with one night.''
If he could use his hands, he would have enforced his speech with one finger.
"A drunken thirst out of his control but memorable enough that you decided once was enough.
He ,on the other hand, had a whole world open before him. One he hadn't even envisioned but once he had, he began to envision a life where the two of you could grow old together.
Dejected upon your rejection, life went on and like a good love smitten fool, he came when you called.
Even going against the morals that doctor's should have. Instead of condemning you on your rough treatment of your victims, he advised you to go softer. Turning his back in those in need because of his love for you.
In this case his personal space is nonexistent because he wants it to be for you, he wants you close and breath in the smell of your possible future together.
That quard of yours, fated to be just that, has feelings for you to but because you never initiated anything, he refrained from making it clear.
Instead he gets you whatever you want, even if it trampled on his feelings or he can't risk his job incase he needs to provide for younger siblings and what not.
In short every single one around you is either influenced with feelings or money and decided to ignoring your breaking of common boundaries.''
Tapping her pen on the paper, she muttered.
''So personal space is decided between two people based on their past together and the future they wish to build.''
''It can also change.
For instance an inseperable pair of best friend can suddenly have a fall out and never speak again. On the other hand enemies can have underlying sparks that unconsciously bring them closer to each other, leading up to them becoming lovers.''
There was that gleam in her eyes again.
''However in cases like being captured and subjected to tortuous love, there are a variety of consequences.
Either the victim dies, gets severely wounded or loses the interest that got them in the mess.
Usually the relief that gives them is welcomed but in some cases it brings heartache.
As in their stay they fell in love, this is once more influenced by various factors.
But the most important one is the mind of the victim is in shambles, they can only depend on their captor and let's that thought influence their entire forced stay.
Even making it so that they start seeking for excuses as to why they get punished, letting themselves belief they were to blame for their captor's sadistic urges.
Hoping and begging that the attention stays on them, even pleasing the captor without being forced to do it, thinking that's how one received love.
It's an illness.
So if you want that way of growing old together, go look for someone else.
Except that is no way of growing old together, as it is toxic and wrong."
The last word was underlined even when he was just speaking it, her eyes confused.
Maybe he should start taking this vengeance thing more seriously, even the second time he was leaving everything up to chance.
"Did your parents teach you all that?"
"No, I use my brain.
It's called common sense."
"I didn't know that....so a relationship based on pain and forced contact is one that ends badly...why?
If it's bad then why does the other fall in love and how does that impact the boundaries of personal space."
On a later note she added. "Explain it like I'm three."
He explained it easy though?