Helluva Friend

Chapter 2

It felt nice be home after a long great day. Here I can just rest, play games, even watch some interesting furry artwork on the internet. Of course, I don't look at porn, I just look at action artwork and beautiful comics made by true artists. Boy would it be great to do it on your own if you had the skill.

After finishing my instant ramen, I notice that the trash was full and needed to be taken out. So I took the full bag out and placed a new empty one in the trash can. After that, I walked out to the big trash can outside.

As I threw the bag in outside, I saw something, or someone, who has just passed out. It looked like a female somewhere in her 20's as well, I didn't know. She is also slender with Long gray hair while her head is shaved on the right side only, plus she has black eyelids and I think black lipsticks. Her clothing is that of a gray crop top has strings shaped like an inverted pentagram, black shorts with a crescent moon on the side, with gloves, high heels with shoes, and two rings piercing her right hear. By the way she's dressed, I think she's one of those goth-like people.

One thing that caught my attention is her injuring. It looked like she got hit on her left side and she's bleeding! How long has she had that injury? Is she ok? Did she lose too much blood? Those questions ran through my head like a marathon. I snapped myself out of it and picked her up into my apartment so I can treat her wounds and pray I'm not too late.

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It's been an hour since I found her. I've managed to treat her wounds just in time. She didn't have any infection, nor did she lose too much blood. Thank god I took medical classes. They really came in handy.

One thing you should about me is this: Even though I prefer to be with a real Anthro and sometimes don't trust humans for personal reasons, I never leave them in trouble like this. In fact, Whenever I see an injured person, or someone is on the street, I would do whatever I can to help them. I do this not only because its the right thing to do, but because if I don't, it'll hunt me for the rest of my life.

I soon heard her moaning. I got close to check her pulse. Her heartbeat is normal. Good. She's gonna be ok. I've managed to save her life. I felt proud of myself.

That feeling was short-lived as she instantly woke up screaming. I jump so hard I almost fell at the back of my chair. She looked at me quickly and tried to get up, only to be stopped by her injury.

"Stop!" I said to her. "Don't move too much or you'll bleed again!"

She looked at me with distrust. I saw her eyes. Wow. Her eyes had red irises like mine. What are the odds?

"Stay back!!" She growled. "Stay the fuck away from me!!"

Damn. A bad girl. Does she even get along with others like that? I tried to reason with her.

"Calm down. I'm not a perv."

"Like hell you aren't!! Get close to me and I'll-OW! FUCK!!" She screamed and she sat back down holding her injury. I can see a little bit of red. God dammit. She opened it. I got the first-aid kit next to me and tried to get close, only to have her threatening me with that stare. I gave her a stern look.

"Look lady. I don't care if you hate me or want to kill me. But the fact is, I. Saved. Your. Life. And if you can look at the bandages around you, you're bleeding. Now I need to fix that or else you'll be in big trouble."

"I don't trust you."

"Be that as it may, I'm trying to save you."

"Why? So you can date me?"

"No. Because I'm not interested. Now let me help you."

"What if I don't?"

"Then you die."

The girl remained silent. After a few seconds, she gave up and allowed me to fix her wound while she kept an eye on me. As I worked on fixing her up, I can feel her staring at me. Whoever she is must have some trust issues. I don't care. All I care about is helping her out.

As I began stitching again, she winced in pain. She groaned in anger at me.

"I'm sorry. It's gonna sting, but it'll keep the wound closed." I reassured her. I can tell this didn't convince her and that she was on to me. Paranoid.

At last, the bleeding stopped. I wrapped the bandages up again and got to a safe distance.

"There. All done." I said.

She kept staring at for a few minutes until she looked at her bandages. I'll take that as a thank you, even if she doesn't admit.

I put the first-aid kit down next to the chair in case it happens again, and went to the kitchen to get some water for her without keeping an eye off her. I can't trust her. Not after she opened her injury.

"Here." I said as I offered her a glass of water. She took it and gulped it down like it was her last drink. "Jesus Christ. Slow down."

"Fuck you." She replied.

Wow. Just wow. Looks as if she has no people skill at all. I was irritated. But I won't let it get the better of me. I'll just have to put up with her until she gets better, and then she can leave. But first, I need to know something.

"What's your name?" I asked. She looked at me.

"What?"

"Your name. Can I ask what it is?"

She remained silent for a good 10 seconds. Clearly she was trying to read me. Trying to see if I was going to seduce her or some shit. Like I would seduce a human, let alone her. Finally, she responded.

"Loona. My name is Loona. With two O's."

Finally. I was getting somewhere with her. I decided to tell her my name.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Bogumierz. Bogumierz Eiko."

She blinked at me.

"Bogu-what?"

"Bogumierz. I know it's hard to pronounce. But you'll get it."

"Oh I'm sure I'll get it, Bogy." She said sarcastically.

"Really?" I asked while being annoyed that she gave me a nickname. She turned to me.

"You got a problem with that?"

"No." I said while trying to calm my nerves. She was a handful all right. I have never met a girl with such a bitchy attitude. I was about to show her where she would sleep at for now when I remembered something I've been meaning to ask.

"So, Loona. What happen to you? How did you get injured?" I asked.

"That's non of your business." She replayed, not wanting to have anything with me. I calmed down and continued.

"It is my business, because I saved you. I don't want a kiss, or any of that shit. All I want in return an answer. What happened?"

She turned her head away from me. This bitch! Just As I was about to leave, she responded.

"I'd rather not talk about it."

Well...fuck. That didn't answer anything at all. I give up on trying to find anything about her. It's obvious she doesn't want anything to do with me. That's fine because I want her gone by the time she is healed.

"Ok. This couch here is a pull out bed. You can sleep here, and I'll sleep in my room. The bathroom is right there, and the kitchen is over there. You can stay here until you recovered. And once you do, I want you out. Are we in an agreement?" I asked while trying to keep my cool.

".......... Sure. Whatever." She said.

Finally. Something we agreed on.

I pulled the bed out for her to make sure she doesn't strained herself. Once that's done, I gave her a pillow and a blanket to sleep with. She took it all pretty well and said thank you, which surprises me. I thought she would say fuck off, but she didn't. If I play my cards right, I might be able to gen an answer. But for now, I'll just have to wait......