Milanas PoV

"One day, you'll be all grown up, you'll be a strong independent woman, no one will ever take that away from you, no bad friend, no man, nobody will ever take away your freedom, no one will ever hurt you, no one will ever take you away from you. And if they try just play them at there own game. Promise me my little ana, promis me no one will take this away from you"

"I promis"

Well I'm sorry grandmother. I didn't keep my promise.

Yes I'm trying to play Dylan at his own game but I was struggling. He took away my freedom, he hurt me, I promised her I'd never let anybody do that. And I did.

I could feel my eyes start to tear up so I tried to change the subject in my internal monologue.

Dylan had Come out the bathroom and has a towel around his waist. I used my free hand to just wipe away any leakage on my eyes and just watched him. He walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out some cloths for himself.

He dropped the towel and started to get changed. I looked away even though I wasn't unfamiliar.

Dylan changed then left the room for a minute before returning with a laptop.

He sat himself down the bed next to me and opened it up. I turned to the screen as Dylan opened up Google

Infected wound treatment

Dylan typed in while glancing at my stomach

A few web pages open and Dylan just clicked on the first one.

He scanned though it, making little "mmm" and "right" every now and then.

I looked at the screen but my mind wasn't focused enough to read any of the words.

Dylan then put the laptop to the side and stood up

"We need to go shopping" he said as he went around and grabbed out a hoodie of his and threw it onto the bed

"Remember milana, don't try anything stupid, I'm trusting you enough to not do anything" Dylan said sternly as he untied my hand

No body will ever take away from freedom

I know what my grandmother said. But I was starting to chose this. Dylan had enough impact on me that I wanted to try and change him. If not I'd lose my mind. Making Dylan sane would keep me sane

Leaving Dylan now is like leaving something on a cliff hanger. Without knowing the ending id find it unbearable

I been though to much to leave this now.

My hand was free and Dylan handed me the hoodie.

I held my breath as I forced my body to move to pick it up. My body was just running with pain but I tried to ignore it

I managed to sit up and get the hoodie on. It was giant on me and hung like a dress

That's also when I realised how skinny I had become.

I don't know how I hadn't noticed it before since my body has been exposed a lot of the time but I guess my mind has always else were and also food had never been on my mind for that same reason.

I could only see my legs but seeing that the bone stuck out and my thighs contained a wide gap, I could only feel dread.

I hadn't looked in a mirror lately aswell and God know what my reflection must look like.

Dylan waited patiently for me to stand up. I put all the force I had to pushing up my body into a standing position

I breathed though the pain and stood up. Dylan then started to walk out the door and I followed. Slowly and painfully and walking side to side (🌚)