Cage
~ BPOV ~
I followed the guards down the hallway, Felix following heavily behind me.
I focused only on my own steps. Just as I had done since I walked away from my family. I refused to think about them. The fear and distress that flooded their expressions would stay with me forever. But right now, I pushed it all away.
They opened the door and nodded me forward. No words, no pleasantries.
Carefully, I walked in.
The room was nice.
Rich green walls. Gold trim. Red curtains. A wall of books, a velvet couch. An open door that led to a bathroom. A closet, a bed. Beautifully furnished and decorated with what were surely priceless antiques. Everything you would expect them to offer a guest. If that's what they wanted to pretend I was.
But no matter how they disguise it, they can't hide the truth.
I was a prisoner, and this was a cell. My cage. The sound of the door locking behind me had been even more proof of that.
I felt a fire in my stomach, twisting and burning until it had set everything inside of me ablaze. I wished these nerves were something I could have left behind in the human world. But they had traveled with me, they had grown stronger just like everything else.
My arms were tightly folded around me, trying to comfort myself. Trying to contain the flames so that I didn't explode.
From one end of the room to the other. Back and forth. I was pacing, caught up in my own hysterical fear of what would come next.
Like a sudden wave, it hit me. What had happened. Where I was.
Had I told her I loved her? I'd remember if I had.
Panic.
She'd been so scared. How could I have left her without telling her that I loved her.
On the floor, my back against the wall. The realisation was crippling me.
And Edward….
I drew my knees closer to me and pressed my forehead against them.
Curled up into a ball like a weak child.
I felt so confident at home. I was eager to remove the threat. I was so caught up in protecting them that I hadn't thought about anything else.
I can get through this, I told myself.
I'll do as they ask, and then I'll return home soon and it will be like none of this happened.
Hours passed and I remained unmoving, frozen in place like a statue. Thinking of him. He was brave, so much braver than me. He was stronger, smarter. He wouldn't fall apart like this.
The sound of bolts snapping filled the room. The creaking of the door echoed.
I looked up and saw her.
Jane.
I almost expected her. We had been playing a twisted game since we met. So it was no surprise that she would pay me a visit.
"It occurred to me that no one had brought you dinner." She chimed with a malicious smile.
I glared.
Her smile grew wider.
She stepped aside as one of the guards tossed a man into my cell. He hit the ground hard and rolled to my feet.
I looked at him, cowering. Hysterical.
My mouth opened, as I looked back at Jane.
"Pain" she said smugly as she closed the door.