Arman was watching Freddie, a growing look of horror on his face. “You- You were attracted to me because I needed you,” he whispered. God his chest hurt. “That is so fucked up. I- And you did influence me. Didn’t you? Used your…whatever it is on me while I was upset to make me feel a certain way. I- I don’t know if any of my feelings were my own! Oh god, I introduced you to my mother! To my sisters! Did you fuck with them too?”