Apparently, it was stupid of me to assume that Damon, who was really jealous of me, wouldn't touch other women. I didn't want to feel what I felt. I felt betrayed, hurt, dirty, stupid. Finally, I gathered myself and let my rage creep back under the surface to be armor. After a while of concentration, I felt nothing more about it. If he wants to orgy, go ahead, for all I care. I took the elevator to the second floor. I didn't want to go down because the elevator would come almost directly into the hall. The stairs would lead to the kitchen, and the kitchen to the basement to get blood. I was just coming down the stairs when Damon's voice behind me said "How bad do you think, Mimi, it would be for you if I threw you down these stairs now?" I said nothing but started down the stairs quickly and efficiently. I made it down the stairs and into the kitchen. That was creepy.
I gathered a basket of food and was about to leave for the basement when Bran came into the kitchen. Bran was drunk. He came up to me and tried to kiss me. I dodged. Bran got angry. He mumbled something, I didn't even pay attention and pulled away. Bran came closer again. "Do that again, you little bitch and I'll put you in a cage. " Bran suddenly said in a crystal clear voice. Damon came into the kitchen. Bran said, " The little bitch thinks she's above everyone, she won't even let me kiss her." Damon looked at me for a moment and took a big swig from his bottle of bourbon. " Oh really. Baby. Come on, don't be a bitch." I pulled away again. Damon stepped closer and grabbed my hair and crushed his lips against mine, forcing my mouth open and shoving his boozy tongue into my mouth. I bit down on it. Damon yelped.
He looked at Bran. "Maybe the little bitch wants to be caged," Bran said in a cold voice. " Bring that bitch over here." Damon grabbed me and quickly trapped my hands behind my back. Then he started dragging me down the basement stairs, I struggled, but he grabbed my waist and carried me downstairs. There were several rooms in the basement. Bran had opened one room with a strong iron lock. The door was also iron. Damon dragged me there. There was a silver cage. Not high enough for me to even stand up, but high enough for me to sit down. The bars were very close together and I could smell the silver all the way to the door. Bran had opened the door of the cage and Damon dragged me closer. Suddenly he ripped open my button-down blouse to reveal my breasts. "come on Bran, taste them, they are so soft so sweet." Damon said. Bran came to me with a look of lust on his face. He bent down and started sucking and biting my nipples. I was in pain and tried to squirm away.
Damon said, " Don't you love it when it fights back?" Bran finally raised his head. His lips were bloody. " Mmm. You were right Damon, so sweet. If we keep the little bitch in a cage until she gets in heat and then teach her to take a dick in her cunt." Damon didn't release his grip, he just moved his other hand and started pinching my already broken nipples. I felt like he was hot and hard. Finally, Damon slammed me into the cage and Bran closed the door. "See you around, Little Bitch" Bran said viciously.
Damon looked at me coldly for a while, then came close and said " One day, Mimi, one day I will process you and teach you what real pain is, and when that day comes nothing you have experienced to this day will feel like anything. This I promise you." Then he turned away, closed the heavy iron door behind him, and left.
I managed to keep myself pretty well protected from the silver. I was curled up in a ball and had no sense of time. The room was dark and had no windows. I would just fall asleep at some point, always waking up to some nightmare. I would stay awake again for a while but I always fell asleep in the dark. Eventually, I didn't care about anything anymore. I turned off all emotions and I just was. That way even the nightmares didn't bother me. I hadn't had nightmares for over a year and now they were back with a vengeance.
The door opened and Adam stepped in. He opened the cage door without a word and left. I crawled out of the cage, up to the kitchen. The house was still full. I'd been in the cage for a week. Good diet. I gathered a big basket of food and calmly took the lift up. First I took a shower and weighed 36 kilos. Lovely. I hadn't weighed this little in a long time. Probably for months or years. I'd only been at this weight once before and it was pretty soon, it was another medical facility when Damon came into the pack. As I recall, I weighed close to 40 kilos even then when I walked out of there.
I've got to get out of here. Away. I stayed in the house for two more days, eating all the time, to get my weight barely up to 38 kilos. Then I called Reddington and asked for the killing gigs. I knew I had to eat and eat well. Eat and kill. I left without saying a word. I had watched two days of constant fucking, how all the men would take the women to one bedroom and come out and then it was the next woman's turn. Damon too, could take three and come away exhausted and happy.
I drove away. I decided to start in Nevada, Las Vegas, always good gigs and good food. After two weeks I was already 44 kilos and had made my list. I asked for more money gigs which were sniper gigs. I went to Los Angeles. I did my job well but this time it didn't feel like anything. All this trauma, overwhelm, and psychological shock caused me to snap my switch to nothing. The TV series is right that vampires have a switch. So did I and I turned it off.
Damon felt like the lowest creature in the world. He remembered everything, but he couldn't understand why he'd treated Mimi like that. Bran was completely silent after Adam had been yelling at them both for days. Ever since Adam had found Mimi in the cage he had been furious. Adam had a bad temper and that was also his weakness. He grabbed the bottle too quickly. After a week he had finally got the party over and the women out of there. He'd ordered cleaners, repairmen, and a caterer because the fridge was empty and no one could go to the store. Samuel had gone off with Charles.
Adam said venomously. "I don't blame, I don't blame Mimi if she never wants to see any of us again, especially you two." He continued. Glaring " That girl didn't deserve that, what the fuck was in your head? Certainly no sense or any manners. I don't know how little Mimi weighed anymore when she came out of the cage. Well done. Really well done." Damon knew now he'd fucked up, and badly. Maybe time would help or maybe it wouldn't. Bran said, " We were drunk, Mimi will forgive us."
Adam said, " You better hope so, you really better hope so because she's not answering her phone either." Bran looked for a moment and said " She'll come to her senses. Mimi can't manage on her own." Damon said quietly " Don't be so sure." Bran said, " Where would she go or what would she do?" Adam said " Hello, she's asked Reddington for gigs and she's already done them. It's money and money to stay, even in a hotel." Adam's voice was dripping with derision. For some reason, Bran was disgusted with him now. Damon too, but not as badly. Maybe because Damon was sorry, Bran wasn't. Damon said. "I'm going after Mimi. I'll protect her as much as I can and maybe somewhere along the way she'll decide to come home." With that said, Damon got up and started striding upstairs. There he packed his bags and asked Reddington for Mimi's last known location.
Damon came downstairs, told Adam "I'll call you when I find her." and went to his car. Soon he was driving away. Bran said " We better go look in Canada. There's an alpha crisis." Adam said " Now you can go on your own. I'll go to Chicago and get my business back on track.