Esme released me from my torture chamber mid-day on Friday.
The first thing I did was scour my body. I felt so used and abused. My wrists
and ankles were swollen from their bindings. I was starving, but I had to feel
clean again. Unlikely, Edward. You’ll
always feel dirty after what Esme does to you. The scalding hot shower
helped my stiff, sore muscles and the thorough scrubbing I did of my skin made
me feel slightly better. But, the memories of the past few days were on replay
in my mind.
It would be a long time before I was truly okay. Being
forced to …
Don’t think about it.
Just, don’t.
Dressing in some comfortable clothes, I checked to see if
Esme was around. Her office was closed and the chamber was locked. She was downstairs at Buying Love. I finagled
the wooden plank off under my bed and found my throwaway phone. I plugged it
in, turning it on. I sent Bella a text, apologizing for not calling her sooner.
I alluded to my difficulties and putting her mind at ease about not wanting
her.
Why would she want
you? Esme’s voice sneered at me. I allowed a few tears to escape and a
moment’s sadness before finishing my response to Bella. Clinging to the phone
for a few more moments, I put it back under my bed and lay down to get a nap.
Esme had allowed me very little sleep while I was her plaything. I wasn’t
asleep long when Esme tore the blanket from my body. “You are so fucking lazy!
This condo is disgusting. Get up off your ass and clean it up!”
*Some folks have been asking about when we're going to find out more about Edward. We will. Esme will give you a hint at the end of this chapter. And as I've said before, this will be a DARKER journey than most. You've been warned.*
"Esme, there is a bus leaving in ten minutes, be under it!"
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