I
guess I wasn't as fast as I hoped I could be.
"I saw the blood outside," I mumbled looking down at my
shredded hand.
"It's okay. Curiosity doesn't hurt," he said. "I'll fix your hand after I've eaten. I'm a little tired and hungry right, but I promise to do it right after."
"What's that like?" I asked looking back up at him.
"What?" he asked coming around the chair and heading into the food preparation area.
"Hunger."
Leaning back against the counter he looked at me, "I’m not
really sure how to explain it. The body, the human body, needs
food to survive. Hunger makes you tired, weak, malnourished if
not taken care of, and in a lot of cases pretty angry," he explained with a chuckle. "Does anything make you feel like that?"
I took in genuine look of curiosity on his face, wondering how
I could answer this.
"Sometimes."
Shrugging he turned his back to me and started to prepare his
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meal. I heard the sounds of popping as he tossed some sort of
animal meat into the pan he was using and soon the entire cabin
was full of wondrous aromas. I wondered what it would feel like
to eat, but I was always afraid that I would ruin myself on the
inside. If I never felt hunger, then putting human food in my body was probably not a good idea. Leaning around the wall, I watched
him take small bottles of various spices and add them to the meat
as he would flip it every so often.
"How do you know when it's ready?" I asked stepping closer.
"Color, texture; depending on how well you want it cooked
that is," he said turning the flames down on the stove. I watched him take a fork and spear the meat, putting it on a round white
plate and walking over to a small table set up near the windows.
"Sit with me Caelum."
I did as I was asked and watched him eat as we sat in silence
for a few moments. Edison would glance out the window a few
times, almost as if he were expecting someone or something, and
then go back to his meal.
"I don't think we have much to worry about when it comes to
your strength," he said conversationally, "I just think that maybe we should work on your sense of how to do things. I know you're
strong; I saw it all over your body the night I undressed you and
placed you back into your cot, I just wanted to see how strong
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you could really be. Now that I know that we can move on. I want
to work your thought process; how you evaluate situations. I want
to understand how you view things so that I can better understand
you and know how best to help you."
I looked at him. I didn't know how to tell him that I still
wasn't sure if the thoughts I was having were mine or borrowed.
How would he be able to help me when I still couldn't tell the
difference myself?
"Edison, I don't know if you can help me like that."
"We won't know for sure unless you let me try, right?" he asked glancing up at me for the first time since he sat down.
I just looked out the window. No matter what I said to him he
was bound and determined to help me. If only he knew what kind
of monster I was up against, I don't think he'd be so quick to help.
If London ever knew of him and what he was doing with me,
she'd kill him for sure.
"Edison --"
"You can't change my mind Caelum. Please stop trying. I
want to help you because I've come to care about you, but also for selfish reasons."
Ah, so he does have an ulterior motive, I thought to myself.
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But still, even knowing this I couldn't let what happened to Jared happen to him too.
"She'll kill you if she finds out you've helped me," I blurted out.
He stood up and grabbed his place and went back into food
preparation area and put his dishes in the sink. He turned on the
water and grabbed a sponge and began to clean them. After he
had was finished, he placed them in a rack and came back to the
table and put his hand on mine.
"I'm not afraid of London," he said squeezing my hand
reassuringly. "Someone who is as mentally damaged as
guess I wasn't as fast as I hoped I could be.
"I saw the blood outside," I mumbled looking down at my
shredded hand.
"It's okay. Curiosity doesn't hurt," he said. "I'll fix your hand after I've eaten. I'm a little tired and hungry right, but I promise to do it right after."
"What's that like?" I asked looking back up at him.
"What?" he asked coming around the chair and heading into the food preparation area.
"Hunger."
Leaning back against the counter he looked at me, "I’m not
really sure how to explain it. The body, the human body, needs
food to survive. Hunger makes you tired, weak, malnourished if
not taken care of, and in a lot of cases pretty angry," he explained with a chuckle. "Does anything make you feel like that?"
I took in genuine look of curiosity on his face, wondering how
I could answer this.
"Sometimes."
Shrugging he turned his back to me and started to prepare his
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meal. I heard the sounds of popping as he tossed some sort of
animal meat into the pan he was using and soon the entire cabin
was full of wondrous aromas. I wondered what it would feel like
to eat, but I was always afraid that I would ruin myself on the
inside. If I never felt hunger, then putting human food in my body was probably not a good idea. Leaning around the wall, I watched
him take small bottles of various spices and add them to the meat
as he would flip it every so often.
"How do you know when it's ready?" I asked stepping closer.
"Color, texture; depending on how well you want it cooked
that is," he said turning the flames down on the stove. I watched him take a fork and spear the meat, putting it on a round white
plate and walking over to a small table set up near the windows.
"Sit with me Caelum."
I did as I was asked and watched him eat as we sat in silence
for a few moments. Edison would glance out the window a few
times, almost as if he were expecting someone or something, and
then go back to his meal.
"I don't think we have much to worry about when it comes to
your strength," he said conversationally, "I just think that maybe we should work on your sense of how to do things. I know you're
strong; I saw it all over your body the night I undressed you and
placed you back into your cot, I just wanted to see how strong
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you could really be. Now that I know that we can move on. I want
to work your thought process; how you evaluate situations. I want
to understand how you view things so that I can better understand
you and know how best to help you."
I looked at him. I didn't know how to tell him that I still
wasn't sure if the thoughts I was having were mine or borrowed.
How would he be able to help me when I still couldn't tell the
difference myself?
"Edison, I don't know if you can help me like that."
"We won't know for sure unless you let me try, right?" he asked glancing up at me for the first time since he sat down.
I just looked out the window. No matter what I said to him he
was bound and determined to help me. If only he knew what kind
of monster I was up against, I don't think he'd be so quick to help.
If London ever knew of him and what he was doing with me,
she'd kill him for sure.
"Edison --"
"You can't change my mind Caelum. Please stop trying. I
want to help you because I've come to care about you, but also for selfish reasons."
Ah, so he does have an ulterior motive, I thought to myself.
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But still, even knowing this I couldn't let what happened to Jared happen to him too.
"She'll kill you if she finds out you've helped me," I blurted out.
He stood up and grabbed his place and went back into food
preparation area and put his dishes in the sink. He turned on the
water and grabbed a sponge and began to clean them. After he
had was finished, he placed them in a rack and came back to the
table and put his hand on mine.
"I'm not afraid of London," he said squeezing my hand
reassuringly. "Someone who is as mentally damaged as
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