I observed myself in the full length mirror in front of me, rubbing foundation over the big black eye Taneleer Tivan had given me. I loved him, which was the only reason I was still with him.
There was suddenly a soft knock on the bathroom door. "Celosia, open the door. I need to speak with you." Taneleer's velvety voice assailed my ears through the door.
I slammed down the foundation bottle. "There's nothing to talk about, Tivan. It's over."
"Let me explain...Celosia, let me apologize." He protested.
"No. Get the fuck away from me. Just leave me the hell alone!" I screamed.
The Collector sighed from the other side of the door. I heard keys being jangled and then pushed into the lock.
In seconds, he had unlocked the door and was in the bathroom with me.
I brushed past him to leave, but he grabbed my arm as I did. "Celosia, you know I can't let you go."
"Try me, please." I warned. "I don't belong to you. I'm not a part of your collection."
He then advanced on me until our faces were mere inches apart. "I love you, Celosia. I'm so very sorry for hurting you. My temper got away from me. Forgive me."
"No. You'll just do it again. You're a cruel heartless man, Taneleer. I can never forgive you for what you've done. You made me fall in love with you and now you think you can hit me too? Fuck you." I snapped.
Tivan suddenly placed his hand on my cheek, caressing it with his thumb softly. "You don't mean that, Celosia. You love me too much. I have given you everything your heart desires in my collection. Our collection."
My eyes welled up with tears. "You don't understand, Tivan. You don't know what it's like to be in love with a monster, to be in love with someone who hurts you."
The Collector sighed deeply. "Celosia...my dear, Celosia." His beautifully accented voice purred over the syllables in my name seductively, as if that would succeed in regaining my trust again. "There must be something I can do. Something which makes it impossible for me to lose you."
He began to circle me in deep thought, before lifting my chin to meet his eyes. "Apologizing doesn't work. Promises don't work. Confessing my feelings of love for you doesn't work. I am facing a true dilemma here. What must I do? Is there anything I can do to make you happy here with me again?"
