She leaned against the wall, panting. The sun had set and she had reached a city a few dozen miles away. She was making good time. But something told her to go even further. She tried to take a step vooruit, voorwaarts and almost fell off the sidewalk.
“I guess it's time for sleep.”
She hefted the bag to her shoulder and walked slowly into the nearest unlocked building. Shipping company. The bag dropped at her feet and she curled into a ball in the shadows. Her eyelids drooped and she let out a yawn. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small teddy bear. A smile tugged at the edge of her lips. She kissed the beer on it's little black nose.
“Night Teddy. Tomorrow, we'll sleep somewhere nicer.”
She curled around it and her eyes slid shut. She wasn't asleep for meer than an uur when she woke to someone breathing on her neck. Her eyes opened and her hart-, hart stopped.
“You're awake.”
She stared at the figure kneeling in front of her, her mind snapping awake.
“You look really cute right now, door the way.”
She saw the tail wag, ears perked up. But that was not possible. It wasn't possible. The eyes were wrong, the attitude was wrong, the entire scene was wrong.
“Who are you?”
The laugh echoed in her ears. It sounded the same, he looked the same, but it wasn't possible.
“Silly little kitten. I'm your boyfriend.”
She gulped.
“No. You-he's dead. u aren't Scott!”
The red eyes pierced into hers and she felt like her soul was being ripped out. He moved quickly, pinning her arms and legs down, tossing the beer she'd had since she was born aside. She tried to move, but it was doing nothing. The claws in her skin disappeared and the ears and tail came back. Her hair returned to it's original length and the red eyes changed to purple. She wanted to be mad but she was terrified. His breath heated her face and she couldn't fight him. He licked where her overhemd, shirt stopped, just above her chest. She shivered despite herself.
“I'm not the Scott u know. But I am him nonetheless.”
“You aren't my Scott!”
He laughed again and this time it sent chills through her body.
“Not yet I'm not.”
He leaned towards her. She let out a scared mew just before he pressed his lips against hers. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she shut her eyes tightly to block out the picture.
“I guess it's time for sleep.”
She hefted the bag to her shoulder and walked slowly into the nearest unlocked building. Shipping company. The bag dropped at her feet and she curled into a ball in the shadows. Her eyelids drooped and she let out a yawn. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small teddy bear. A smile tugged at the edge of her lips. She kissed the beer on it's little black nose.
“Night Teddy. Tomorrow, we'll sleep somewhere nicer.”
She curled around it and her eyes slid shut. She wasn't asleep for meer than an uur when she woke to someone breathing on her neck. Her eyes opened and her hart-, hart stopped.
“You're awake.”
She stared at the figure kneeling in front of her, her mind snapping awake.
“You look really cute right now, door the way.”
She saw the tail wag, ears perked up. But that was not possible. It wasn't possible. The eyes were wrong, the attitude was wrong, the entire scene was wrong.
“Who are you?”
The laugh echoed in her ears. It sounded the same, he looked the same, but it wasn't possible.
“Silly little kitten. I'm your boyfriend.”
She gulped.
“No. You-he's dead. u aren't Scott!”
The red eyes pierced into hers and she felt like her soul was being ripped out. He moved quickly, pinning her arms and legs down, tossing the beer she'd had since she was born aside. She tried to move, but it was doing nothing. The claws in her skin disappeared and the ears and tail came back. Her hair returned to it's original length and the red eyes changed to purple. She wanted to be mad but she was terrified. His breath heated her face and she couldn't fight him. He licked where her overhemd, shirt stopped, just above her chest. She shivered despite herself.
“I'm not the Scott u know. But I am him nonetheless.”
“You aren't my Scott!”
He laughed again and this time it sent chills through her body.
“Not yet I'm not.”
He leaned towards her. She let out a scared mew just before he pressed his lips against hers. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she shut her eyes tightly to block out the picture.
"Scott"
Lorelei, the River Queen
I liked it :3
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