Wolfsbane

47. My sanity is called into question

The sun set, it dipped beneath the horizon, turning the sky into a deep blue.

Luca was still playing with my hair, softly. He wrapped it around his fingers. Letting it go, so that it fell back down onto my shoulders.

He ran an arm down my back, along my spine.

I flinched slightly at the touch.

It was just that it had been a long time that someone had touched me without the intention of causing me pain. It was hard to separate the two.

Sometimes, I knew they were Luca's hands, other times I felt like it was Max, about to sink his claws into my skin.

My thoughts were interrupted by my growling stomach, begging to be filled.

"Hungry?" Luca said sarcastically.

I shook my head. I didn't know if I would be able to hold anything down.

I still felt uneasy.

"You need to eat" Luca said "Whatever the hell you want I'll go and get"

I thought about it for a moment. I didn't feel like I could eat anything.

"I'm fin-" I was cut off by the sound of my stomach grumbling. I hated it when my body betrayed me.

"Once again, you have to eat" Luca said

Max never gave me any food. Which meant that I must've been hooked up to something. That meant that I hadn't eaten any solid food in months.

I probably wouldn't be able to hold it down anyway.

"Just get me the biggest smoothie you can find" I said.

He gave me a tired glare. "A smoothie isn't a real meal"

"Sorry mom" I said sarcastically.

He shot me another look. This time he was being serious.

He rolled off of the bed, standing up. He extended an arm. I stared at it cautiously, before gripping it.

He pulled me onto my feet and my stomach did a flip flop. I felt lightheaded. Maybe I did need to eat. I stumbled forward slightly, almost tripping over my feet.

He tightened his grip on my arm, holding me steady.

"Not hungry my ass" Luca muttered "You need some food"

He pulled me out of my room, down the hallway. I knew where we were doing.

There was a large mirror in the study. A full body mirror, one where I would be able to see my entire body.

We walked towards it. With each step, my feet became heavier, slowing me down.

I didn't want to go anywhere near the mirror. I didn't want to see myself.

However I didn't think that Luca saw that as an acceptable answer. He pulled me in front of the mirror, stepping off to the side.

He hit the light switch and  the hallway was flooded with light, a faint buzz reverberated through the air, the sound of energy.

I knew that I didn't want too look at myself, however I knew that Luca wouldn't be satisfied until I did.

I grit my teeth and fixated my eyes onto the mirror.

The girl that stood in front of me wasn't me in every single way possible.

She was thin. Much thinner then I could remember, her cheekbones were sharp like the edge of a knife. She looked gaunt and sickly, like someone dying of the plague.