Chapter 16

Mia's POV
It had been 3 weeks since I had been recaptured by Derrick and everyday seemed more painful than the last. I had fallen into a routine of torture.
I woke up in my cage at dawn and master will come over to whip me before he used me. At breakfast I sat on the floor beside him and sometimes I would get leftovers. Most of the time I went without food and after breakfast I would lie as I used to under the desk while he worked. If I made a sound or if I moved I would get kicked so I was always silent as possible though I would still get kicked if he felt like it.
There's no point in fighting back anymore. I tried to fight back the first week and I ended up in more pain then I ever have been. Most of the day I spend trying to convince myself that Michael is still alive. I refuse to believe that he is dead.
Everyday master would disappear fir a few hours and come bqck with an evil looking grin on his face. The one time i had questioned it left me in a pool of blood on the floor so i never asked about it again. When he left to do what he does i was left alone in my cage.
When I'm alone I make up scenarios in my mind and I'm back at that cabin with Michael and Dalton. I wish that we hadn't gone shopping that day I might still be with him.
"Are you listening to me bitch?" Master kicked me. "You're starting to get on my nerves with your disobedience."
I sighed quietly and waited for the pain. To my surprise it never came. Master clipped my leash on and dragged me from the room. We went to the dining room and as usual he sat in his chair while I sat on the floor.
"Don't think you're off the hook I'll just punish you after dinner." Master smirked as he ate. A small piece of potato fell on the floor and master nodded to let me know I could have it.
It was the first thing I'd eaten in a few days so I took it quickly before he changed his mind. Things had been different since I'd come back and I really missed Dalton.
Maybe one day my daydreams will happen and I'll be back with both of them.
Michael's POV
It had been 3 weeks and everyday Derrick would come in and inject me with something and it made me weaker everyday.
Whenever I asked about Mia I always got the same answer. That she was no longer my concern but even though I only knew her a day I feel as if its my duty to protect her.
I knew what Derrick was like when it came to making things even. He never liked it when someone showed him up. I can only imagine what he's doing to Mia.
As if on cue the door to my cell owned and he walked in with the injection. I wonder what Mia did when he was down here. Did she know? If she knew I doubt she'd let it happen.
Wouldn't she? Being down here has started to mess with my head and the injections aren't helping.
"How's Mia?" I asked weakly expecting the same answer as usual except this time I actually got an answer.
"Disobedient. I'm going to punish her as soon as I'm done here." He plunged the needle into my arm and I gritted my teeth.
The darkness began to consume me as usual. "I will get out one day and you'll regret it." I said right before I passed out against the stone wall.
Derrick's POV
I stood and watched my friend black out from the drugs. I remember back in the old days when we would talk about a different world where we would run it. Now that we have it he doesn't want anything to do with it.
Michael was always there for me. He was my brother from the beginning but now I barely know who he is anymore. Granted I hadn't seen him in 200 years.
Once he was out I left to go back upstairs and sort out Mia. I hated the way I was treating her but I was nice to her before and she ran away, leaving me to look like a fool, she needed to be punished.
When I opened the door I saw she was sitting on the windowsill just like she used to do. She was staring out the window and hadn't noticed I had come back in. I cleared my throat and she jumped out her skin as she fell to the floor and backed away from me.
I wanted nothing more then to hold her but I couldn't let my guard down. I walked over to her ready to give her the rest of her punishment.
Dalton's POV
It had been 3 weeks since I woke up to find I had a body. The doctors here won't tell me how it happened bit each day I'm growing stronger and getting bigger.
I stood in my room they had given me and stared at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but notice that I looked like Mia. To be expected I suppose given that she was the only one I had ever been with and the only body I've had.
I miss her. I sit here and wonder everyday if she misses me too. It feels so weird to not be in her head. Maybe one day I could meet her in this form.
I know that she's back with that dick Derrick as I heard the doctors speaking on the phone. They seem to forget that just because I have a body now it doesn't mean I have lost my powers.
I can still move things telepathically and I can translate any language. I also heard them say that should Mia and I ever meet something will happen between us.
I'm curious to find out what it is but even I know I'm not strong enough yet but one day I will get back to her. Back to my twin sister.