Calesti POV.
My bones hurt, my stomach hurt, my head hurt, everything in me hurt, they hurt so badly, Trent was heartless, he beaten the hell out of me, and laughed, he didn’t care how badly he hurt me, he didn’t care about me at all, and I didn’t care about him either. But he had my powers, I have no idea how he stole them, but it’s my powers and not his, this wasn’t fair at all, I felt tears going down my face.
He locked me in this room, he wouldn’t let me out, I stink now, I wanted to bath, but can’t do it alone, I only like it when Damon washes me and I wash him back, but with him gone, I’m weak, I’m so weak, I can hardly do anything, I can’t even stand up for longer than fifteen minutes, I think it got to do with my stolen magic.
Trent didn’t even need to lock me in, the weakness that has taken hold over my body assured me that I never leave or move, even when I want to, today I decided to bathe, I smell, and I have a rash.
Trent found out that I’m diaper dependent and made fun of me, of my need to be taken care of, he threw a closed pack of adult diapers on me, they didn’t have any teddies or animals over them they were ugly and didn’t go up and down like my old ones, I hated them so much, I had to teach myself how to use the bathroom again, I don’t always make it, but I did most tomes.
I left the floor where I sleep, Trent has given me a blanket and a pillow on which I curl around myself and fall asleep, I moved toward the small bathroom, and there wasn’t a tub for me to sit in and enjoy the toys, simply a shower head. I was too weak to stand up and take a shower, instead, I sat on the floor letting the water hit my head, I was too weak to move my hands and clean myself properly, so I allowed the water pressure to do most of the job until I was done, I stood up and left the bathroom.
Outside, I had to sit on the floor again, brushing my hair and towel drying it, my clothes were a hard thing to do, I stumbled a couple of times trying not to put both my feet in the same leg hole. But I did manage to do so, dizzy, tired and exhausted, I had zero energy left, I was waiting for my food to come here, so I can eat and gain some of my energy back.
“What did you do!” Trent yells coming inside the room, I looked at him tiredly, what does he want? I’m napping can’t he see that.
“I showered,” I add when he kept on standing looking at me, he wants an answer or he’s going to beat me again.
“Showered? or did you try to drown yourself?” he asks me, good idea, I should have tried to drown myself, maybe then my misery would be over, but instead I just groaned, too tired to comment or say anything else.
“Come eat,” he ordered me, but I can’t move, can’t he bring the food over, course, he can’t, I tried to crawl over to where the food is, the food would make me feel better but I could also shoke on it and die, I wished for that option.
“Let me see,” Trent says pulling me by the hair, making our faces meet, he wanted to see my eyes, he said during my captivity, that when my blue eyes go light or pale that means I’m weak, and when they are vibrant blue that means I’m my strongest.
“You’re doing this on purpose! You bitch!” he yells at me, I didn’t mean to be weak, or maybe I did mean to be weak, he’s taking my powers away, he’s draining me and I want Damon, why did he leave me back here? Why doesn’t he come to save me, I want to leave this place.
“Don’t cry,” he orders me but I kept on crying, he has no idea how to console anyone, not a little, not a witch, and not a human being.
“Okay,” I answer him, I want to run away, I’m going to run away, maybe if I show him that I’m being nice, he’d allow me out.
“Good,” he growls.
“I… I have an idea,” I say trying to sound docile.
“What?” he answers me.
“I feel weak, I need to get out, to recharge,” I lie.
“Eat,” he says throwing me on the ground and leaving the room locking the door behind him.