Felix could feel all of the emotions burning within him. He had a lot to do, a lot to do, and he didn't know how to do it. Jamie was there, and he was slowly coming to realize that he loved her. Not just as his pet.. oh no, he loved her as a person. Their time spent talking when he was in a good mood, the feel of her skin as they made love. He hated himself in the times when he got pissed, and that was the majority of the time.
She was like his punching bag, that he occasionally made love to. He loved her, and it pissed him off that he loved her. He shouldn't fall in love with the things he hurt. It didn't work like that! So why were these feelings bouncing around inside of him? It pissed him off even more. Felix didn't know what kind of mood he was in at that point, he walked into the main room, his eyes going to the door that led to her room. He pushed himself away from it though, made himself a drink in the kitchen and glared into the sink for a long moment.
"Dammit.." He set his drink down and went to her door, listening for a moment at it, listening to the silence, before sighing and cracking the door carefully. He could barely see her inside her cell, resting on the ground. He couldn't tell from where she was if she was awake or not, but he loved the way she looked, laying there, defeated, and yet... he had tortured her the other night, and so she must be tired... he felt bad, he hated himself for it, but he couldn't help it.. her screams were delicious.
Felix slid into the room, and shut the door behind him, being quiet.
Slowly, he walked over to her and opened the cage door, bending down and getting into the cell with her, he lifted her up gently and set her head on his lap, stroking her hair gently. "Hello dear." he smiled down at her.