Helluva Friend

Chapter 9

I woke up the next morning in my own bed. As I opened my eyes, I saw Loona sleeping next to me. Last night when we arrived back home after saving her from Hector, She wanted to stay close to me for the rest of the night as she was scared of being alone. I didn't even argued with her. I knew she needed support and comfort. So I was happy enough to let her sleep with me.

Just Looking at Loona now: She seems so peaceful in her sleep. She laid her on her side to my right and placed her hand onto my chest, while holding my right hand at the same time. She slept in her shirt and sweat pants. She never left my side for the entire night. I can't help but admire her peaceful sleep.

I looked at the clock on my night stand to see it was 7:02 in the morning. I know she's still asleep, but I decided to wake her up so that we can get the day started and help her find something new to wear.

"Loona." I spoke quietly. "Loona. Time to wake up." She moans while moving her head just a bit. "Loona. It's time to get up."

"Hmmm. 5 more minutes." She responded in a groggy tone.

"Come on. We need to get going."

"What ever the fuck for?"

"To go buy you some clothes." I told her last night before we went to bed that we would go to the shopping mall and buy her some new clothes to replace the ones she lost from Hector. I even told her I would pay for it.

At long last, she got up and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes were back to their normal red color. Her eyes were beautiful, even her hair is lovely, bed-ridden or not. I somehow felt a warm feeling about her, but I kept myself from going too far for 2 reasons: That I'm still a furry, and that she's recovering from her sexual assault.

"You go ahead and take a shower. I'll take one after you're done. Then we can go get some breakfast." I told her.

"What about eggs and bacon?" She asked me. She clearly loves to have eggs and bacon for breakfast. Who doesn't?

"Sorry. But I used the last ones yesterday. We'll get Starbucks if that's ok."

"You have a Starbucks?" She raised her head at me with great surprise.

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Starbucks was busy as usual: Long lings, most seats and tables taken, and a lot of items sold out already. But it's still a good thing in my book. It proves that Starbucks will never go out of business.

Loona just got herself a Caramel Brulée Latte with whipped cream on top and Bacon & Gruyère Sous Vide Egg Bites to eat. As for me, I got a Chestnut Praline Frappuccino with Bacon, Gouda & Egg Sandwich. I was kind enough to pay for it all. She wanted to pay for hers to save the trouble, but I insisted. I can see clearly now that she wants to repay me back for saving her. I was happy, but I still told her it's fine.

As we sat on the table, I was enjoying my sandwich and my drink as breakfast for today. As I was savoring my delicious food, I saw Loona just drinking her Latte while looking a bit down. She hasn't even touched her food yet. I was worried. Did I do something wrong, Or is she still traumatized? I needed to know. I decided to break the ice and try again.

"Loona?" I asked her. She looked up in response. "Are you feeling alright?"

"No. No I'm not." She looked away, looking even more depressed.

"I'm sorry about that jerk. He won't bother you ever again." I tried to reassure her. She shook her head in response.

"It's not just that." She looked right at me. "It was my fault to begin it. In fact, it's all my fault that I'm lost and can't head back home."