She looked up at him and shook her head as she grabbed the pocketknife and threw it across the alley. She hated being around knifes. She HATED them. She looked up at him. "No more knifes. No more knifes." She kept repeating over and over again. "I promise I'll be a good girl from now on. I promise I'll always listen to you. Please don't hurt me. No more knives." She was talking like she did when she dated Chase. Right now that was where her mind was. She never got therapy for it so she kind of never forgot it or got over it. She shook her head sobbing in fear. SHe knew Landon wouldn't hurt her but she was thinking he was Chase again.