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I almost roll my eyes but I don’t I know she expects ure She doesn’t realize I don’t care what she looks like I don’t care that she is stunning and fit and crazy in bed If I didn’t have to bleed or fuck it out of me, then I wouldn’t have sex She doesn’t understand I don’t have sex or fight or cut for pleasure and joy The joy is the silencing of the white noise Somehow the trickle of blood or semen carries my crazy with it It’s best if I can do both, bleed and cuh and look out theI’ll never be good enough forsick I need to reet into the truck to ood burst of asshole, coy"

I look at the blue pill in et the fact I’ll have to rough her up She’s going to seeto see the monster I am

I look at my watch, "Leave here in twenty?"

She nods, "I know she’s like a sister to you but she needs this She needs to be freed The glass box she lives in is killing her The helplessness is killing her"

I shake my head, "I don’t see her as a sister" I wish I did

Chapter Ten

December 20th

The blue pill never tookthis easier I punch Stuart again He screa for show He rarely makes a sound when hit We’re in the roo

I push away the fear she feels, or the fact that the ain He winces with that one and I know I hit too hard, but I don’t apologize I hit again He cries out and it’s genuine I’hs aliveit too far They don’t know Stuart

Jane shakes her head, "He’s had enough If you hurt hiht back He’ll hate hie takes hier down I’ heavily Stuart shakes his head and dunks it into the sink of water He corins athim from the room and down the hallway past her rooet farther down the hall, I open her door with the bright lights on in the hallway I see her squint in the dark I raise the tranquilizer gun and shoot her in the arm with a dart She doesn’t move or cry out She is just like Stuart said she would be; she is resorting back into her survival mode The four-hour dart will make her think she’s slept for days but it’s been hours The deprivation of her senses also speeds up the ti for your life, is like a week in the real world It will speed everything else up

Jane’s heels click on the floor as she walks up, "She’s out on the ca body They clean her, then wrap her in seaweed and mud, and put her in the steah to survive They need tothe wraps and saunas to make her thinner than she is It’s all smoke and ritty and gross

She is put back into the cell and closed in It’s been eight hours She thinks days, no doubt

When we close the cell again, I stay inside with her I sit in the dark and wonder when she’ll wake up I can s hate this cell, always have

Her lips s a hard ti like she ht die

I don’ton the ce and sobbing He is screauishable I can feel the air in the cell get tense Her body

"Please God Please save him Please make them stop," she whispers into the darkness I decide this would be a great ti out

Ithe floor

"Who’s there?" she whispers

I let a little chuckle out

"Who are you?" her tone sounds like she’s terrified

I s name What do you know about your life before Emalyn Spicer?" She doesn’t move or speak so I continue, "I knoho you are It’s all very fascinating I know you aren’t E indeed"

The lock on the huge cell turns fast and the door opens The white light blinds ine how bad it is on her eyes I hear the Stuart back to his rooed back to his rooasps and covers her eyes

I get up fast and walk toward her, rab her face hard, "Such a pretty girl I’d hate for you to not be pretty anyirls slides a tray into the roo deep breaths

Jane looks pissed I scowl and walk to her, "What?"

She nods at theher hands"