Edward

Besides that I was terrified of the woman that Jane had become and what she had planned to do, wasn't that bad. Well, at first it was. But afterwards it became easier. As easy as these kinds of things can be.

It was mainly the hunger pains that hurt and it also kept me awake during the nights. Jane gave me usually half a grape in the morning, but nothing else during the day except a lot of water. That cleansed me pretty well. The second bathroom which we had was in the basement which was suspiciously convenient though it probably didn't have anything to do with Jane. I guess...

But what was the actual torture, was what she was really doing to me. She had basically kidnapped me in and to my own home. It was absolutely insane. She was keeping me in our basement tied to the bed and starving me. And she was the love of my life. This wasn't supposed to happen. The woman who I loved was gone and replaced by a lunatic workaholic. Was this happening for real?

It really was just... crazy. At one point I thought maybe I was losing my mind. And I thought that was better than this actually happening.

One day Jane moved the straps for my hands to the sides of the bed so I didn't have to be in the awkward position with my hands above my head for longer, though the new one wasn't very great either. I mean, I was still strapped to a bed for God sakes!

Jane wasn't with me a lot. She usually would stay upstairs and in work. I hoped that we wouldn't have moved to such a remote place. If someone would come I could scream... but no one would come.

I did wish that my family would start worrying about me and maybe come for a visit, because I wasn't answering any of their calls. They normally called me every other week and ask how are things going. They would not come, because we lived so far from them and they just thought we were fine. We never had given anything that they should be concerned about.

But what if my family did visit sometime and this new Jane wouldn't be so happy about it? What if she would do something totally unprepared and horrific?

WMWM

It's been a month now to my assumptions. I have tried to count the days looking at the window, when the sun rises and sets. I don't look very good. I have never looked this bad. Sometimes I might have come little close to this stage, but involuntary. It would have just been that I was so concentrated to my work that I haven't made sure I ate.

Jane started taking me to runs after I got really weak and couldn't have even tried to fight against her. She was short and tiny, but I just... couldn't.

She didn't like running or exercise that much, so she would cycle beside me while I would have to run 10 km/h for an hour. She put like a leash on my hand that connected to her, so I couldn't easily escape from her.
I didn't know how did I do it. Running I mean. I was sure I could never make it to the end, but always I did. Jane could be a personal trainer if she wouldn't be a psycho instead.

Or maybe it was the water she gave me before the runs. I think she put invigorating drugs in it. I didn't feel hunger while I was running. Or pain for that matter. It was probably the best time I would have in the day really. And that was just sad. And I think that's how I got addicted to them. And she got advantage from that.

As I got used to the pain of hunger, the pain from my aching muscles increased. And hopelessly and pathetically I would beg her to give me something to ease the pain. She would smile at me impishly.

"Please Jane... It's unbearable", I plead and roll on the bed in sweat and pain. The straps try to keep me still and abrade the skin on my wrists and ankles. My eyes are tightly shut and my brows furrowed. I moan through my gritted teeth.

I know Jane is pleased, but I can't give a flying fuck about that. I just need something to the pain that burns inside of me. I'm not actually sure if it's just the ache of my nonexistent muscles. I might be addicted to the numbness of whatever Jane gives me. And I will give her everything what she wants for it. She'll already get it if she wants to. It won't matter.

I feel her touch my chest and how she only feels the bones of my ribcage and my ragged breathing and fast beating heart anymore. I make my eyes open slightly and see her very, very pleased. It disgusts me, but maybe then she will award me for it and give me the drugs.

"I will give them to you if you'll promise me to do everything I need you to do for me. And if you won't go away from me. You won't, but if you won't even try. I'll give it to you if you promise that", she says and strokes up and down my ribs. I nod twice quickly. "I promise. I promise", I answer her not thinking much more. I need the drugs now.

"Good. I will get them for you", she says and smiles wider. Then she disappears up the stairs. She's already taking too long. Can't she see that I'm suffering? Hurry up!
Well, she's the one who is making me suffer in the first place for her own benefits, but she could at least run a little bit for me too? No, of course she can't.

But finally she's back with two white pills on her hand. In her other hand she has a glass of water. She opens the pills and pours the contents into the water. Yeah, no plastic calories for me. She sits down next to me.

Then she places the glass down onto the floor and begins unstrapping me. She's freeing me? Not completely of course, but still. I'm free from the restraints! But all I want now is the numbness.

I try to reach for the water, but Jane slaps my hand and I take it back. "I'll give it to you. You have to wait. Don't be selfish, be patient. You know how much these pills cost?" she asks me looking sternly into my eyes. I shook my head slowly, afraid that I'd made her angry. "Neither do I. But I bet they're hard to get", she grants.

"How don't you know? Who gives you these?" I ask finding what I hear odd. How can she not know if she's the one who gets them?

"My dad, Aro Volturi is a big mafia boss", she answers. "They got me these and sent them in the mail", she says as a matter of fact. What? The Volturi is a mafia? How did I not know this?

"You've been hiding this all from me? Did I ever actually know you? Have I only met an act of you?" I ask bewildered. This can't be the truth... So she hasn't changed? She was always as crazy as she is now, but just never showed it to me before? Made me believe whoever I was seeing was the real Jane even though it wasn't?

"Edward... Everyone has a side that isn't very respected in the society. And this is mine. I like bones. Probably more than I should. I know what I'm doing to you, Edward. I'm not denying that what I'm doing wouldn't be against your human rights. It is. But maybe if you would just help me, then it wouldn't be wrong for either of us. Do you understand me?" she tries to explain to me and then looks at me like I should know all this. I give up.

"Can I have the water now, please?" I ask with a hint of frustration in my voice. She doesn't punish me for that and gives it to me without a word.

"Thank you", I say and put the glass' edge on my lips and take a swig. The water doesn't taste very different, but I get the effects. I feel my limbs starting to go numb. After I've drunk it all, she takes the glass from my hand and puts it back onto the floor.

I retrieve to lying on the bed and watch her stand up. "I will give you a moment to indulge the numbness, but I will make you a bath in a bit, so don't fall asleep", she commands. I nod to her slightly and then she leaves with the glass back upstairs.

I want to close my eyes and sleep just like she told me not to do. But I really want to sleep, I'm so tired and now with all the pain gone, I could. These drugs must be different, because they don't invigorate me. Oh, but I can't. I need to do as she says, because I promised her. I would have my drugs if I would follow her orders.

The time goes by without me noticing it really and soon she's with me again and tells me to stand up. I hate this. She takes me to the filthy bathroom where she had been in a while ago running the water, and sits me down onto the bathtub's edge. She begins to undressing me, because I just don't have the energy to do it myself. And besides, she likes it or so it seems.

When she's ready, I have to go in. The water is very cold. Freezing. Like going for ice swimming. And worse, because you can't move much to heat up your body. I know the icy water from previous times, because this time I can't feel the coldness of course. It's so that my body would have to use more energy to be able to warm me up and also that I would have a faster metabolism. But I guess the last one doesn't really matter, because I don't eat these days.

She runs her finger through my hair. It gives me the shivers and not in a good way. I don't like her touching me anymore.

After fifteen minutes I will shower and clean myself up the best I can and then go back to bed. She tucks me under the duvet.

"Will you put the restraints on again?" I ask with a slight fear. I'm lying on my side and I want to sleep like that too. "You made a promise to me. I don't have to, because all I have to say to you, is not to go anywhere from here and you'll comply. So Edward, don't go anywhere", Jane says to me with a smirk on her red lips. I nod.

"Good night. Sleep tight", she says and kisses on my forehead. She hasn't kissed me since she brought me here. And I don't want her to. Then she leaves again and I'm left alone in the dark and cold basement. But this time without pain. I hope that lasts the night so I could sleep and it won't end too quickly.