Whitmore started this new year by going over some things that need more attention or reviewing, but now, four months in, Whitmore has moved on to new theories and experiments.
Today's torture was interesting to say the least. Whitmore spent the day removing peaces of his spine, sometimes he could feel everything, the pain an explosion in his mind, other times he felt nothing. In those times of nothing he screamed, he couldn't move, and panic filled his undead mind at his temporary paralysis.
The mere thought of living the rest of his eternity without movement, the only feelings coming from his mind, bring terror to his lungs. He screams out, begging in his native language for anything, even if it was just the feeling of pain. His physical pain is a temporary relief from his mental anguish, if he was left without it - he shutters at the thought.
He hears Whitmore talk to Caroline as Paul and Billy drag his limp body away from the room.
"The previous vampires always spoke to us, whether it be thinly veiled threats or to bargain for their freedom, they would not be quite. This subject was not captured by us, he was brought in by an outside source, and we never thought to ask about his capture. But now it all makes sense, he doesn't speak because he doesn't understand English." Whitmore rambles.
He almost scoffs; Whitmore is a man of logic and reason, always needing to know the answer to mysteries. He doesn't speak because he has nothing to say.
In this moment he is lying on his side, where Paul and Billy dropped him, feeling the pinpricks of healing as his body brings movement back to his limbs as relief floods through him.
Caroline takes the seat before him, he feels her watching his bare back, probably wondering things that would kill him with hope.
"How's the back doing?" Caroline asks, her voice laced with concern.
"Sometimes I reveal in the new experiments." He says.
She looks concerned, for his physical or mental health he's not sure, and leans forward, close enough that if he wanted he could reach out and touch her cheek, "Why?"
"It's hard to understand, angel." He whispers, closing his eyes to avoid looking at her face. He doesn't want to hope she will help; false hope kills, he should know he's had an eternity of them.
She takes a sharp breath at the word 'angel', "I'm not an angel, I watch them as the torture you. Not doing anything while they slice you open and smile at your pain."
He opens his eyes to gaze into hers, his brown eyes reveal all the pain he has seen throughout his eternity, "Sometimes all someone need is someone to be there, and you do that Angel."
The warmth of his eyes and his honesty shakes her to her core, making her question everything her parents have ever taught her about vampires. The simplicity of his raw statement makes her want to unlock the door, yet they never gave her the key.
He can see her train of thought from where he rests, and even though his back burns in agony he sits up and moves toward her, ignoring the way her pulse brings up the primal need for blood. He reaches through the bars and does something that makes her heart jump, he ghosts his fingers over her cheek, barley making contact but bringing up goosebumps along the path. He feels her apply slight pressure to his touch subconsciously, and moves his hand away not wanting her to be comfortable around him.
"Step back, they're coming." He whispers before moving back to his previous spot.
Caroline nods absentmindedly as she follows his instructions. She stands and steps out of reach, slowly realizing how she put her self in danger without thinking. She jots a few notes down about his healing process as Billy opens the door before Dr. Whitmore enters.
"How's the subject doing?" Dr. Whitmore asks.
Caroline bites her tongue and looks at her notes, scanning for the highlights before reading them, the doctor nods as he observes the subject laying on its side as its back heals.
"Good, go grab a cup of blood and observe how that affects him." Dr. Whitmore says before leaving.
Caroline moves to leave, she sends him a sympathetic smile before the door clicks behind her. Despite being here for a year, she still can't see him as a subject without any humanity. He wishes she would, then he wouldn't have anything to keep him from burning this building down.
He watches her walk out, and sighs in relief when the door clicks, the thought of blood has him becoming the monster everyone sees him as, everyone but her.
Caroline soon returns, and still admires his face even though she has seen this daily since starting, he's starting to think that he may have to help her gain a poker face, she wears her heart on her sleeve. She kneels next to the cage, much to close in his opinion and hands the cup to him. Different then most, she treats him as if he is human instead of an animal, the small things make him smile. Normally he waits until she sets it down, but today he grabs the cup from her. Their fingertips touch before he pulls it away, enjoying the way Caroline smiles at the small contact.
The relief is immediate, but the blood lust grows stronger, he knows he needs more to heal quickly and fully. She scribbles notes furiously, he watches as she bites the bottom of her lip as she does so. Unlike the doctors and handlers she is so full of emotion, it seeps out despite her control freak tendencies.
What feels like seconds later, but in reality must be hours, Caroline is looking at her wrist watch and sighing. "I must go, I have schoolwork due tomorrow morning." Her statement is followed by a yawn. He sees the bags under her eyes and the exhaustion in her shoulders.
She gathers her materials and turns the lights off, knowing he prefers darkness to the harsh, sterile light.
Before she leaves he says, "Enzo." He slinks into the darkness before she can look at him once more. Caroline sends him a bright smile despite not being able to see him, before closing the door, knowing he won't say anything else.
A/N I hope that doesn't seem rushed or weird, but it has been over a year. I'm sure Enzo isn't that big of a surprise, but if it did shock you please let me know! I think Enzo just wants to connect with someone, and he finally took a leap of faith to try and connect with Caroline, even though it will back fire.
Also, Enzo mentioned Italy in his past, so I'm making the assumption that he speaks Italian. Unfortunately, I do not speak Italian, so Enzo will not be speaking Italian.
Thanks for reading this far!
Until next time!
Loveklaroline- I always look forward to reading your reviews, they are wonderful! I hope the reveal wasn't too shocking, you did guess correctly in the beginning :) He's letting Caroline in a little more and it scares him, him opening up about his name is going to change a lot of things. And don't worry, she won't die James' wife :) I hope this chapter doesn't dissapoint, and if there's anything you would like to see, don't hesitate to ask! I wouldn't mind writing you another prompt, never worry about being pushy because you aren't! I'm glad your break was lovely, and I hope your year is fantastic! I recently started school so the updates will be sporadic and far apart. Thank you so much, have a lovely week! I'll update as soon as I have time! Until next time!