Good Boy // Badboyhalo

Chapter 8

Heya! So I just got home from work.

Bad was clinging onto me, and I couldn't get him off.

I was going to my apartment, but then a purple haired lady noticed me.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing with that thing!?" She asked me, pissed off.

Her name was Minx. She's technically my landlord since she owns the place here.

"Uhm.. He's my little-"

"I don't care what the damn thing is, I want to know why you fucking have it!" She sternly said. "Don't you know the rules!? No. Pets. Allowed."

"I-I know, but- Minx, he's my emotional support companion. ESC." I responded, holding Bad close.

"I want that fucking thing out of here, I don't care what you're going through, make him disappear!" Minx was practically yelling, like she was spitting venom at me.

The yelling was stressing me out.

"But I-"

"And you also have to pay your rent. You're going to get evicted then." Minx said.

"I will! I can do that, just let me go to my apartment." I hurried past her and went to my apartment.

"Hey! I am not done with you!" Minx followed me into my apartment.

I put Bad down and turned around. "I- Hey! You know you're supposed to ask before coming in!" I didn't mean to yell, as my anxiety was causing my voice to rise.

"Did you just yell at me? At your own landlord!?" She turned around. "What!? Did he scratch up my door!?"

"That's because he has separation anxiety! He's scared by himself!" I said.

"You either get rid of him, or put him in a crate, and do not let him out. And I want you to fix up my door. And pay you rent by tomorrow, before 8:00 PM!!" She finished and left, slamming the door shut.

"I will!" I said.

My breath was shaky. "Hn.." I held my head, sitting down onto the ground.

Minx always gave me an intense amount of stress. She always yelled because I was apparently not doing enough. She's a bit selfish and doesn't care about anything else

Hands shaking.

Body trembling.

Bad came over to me, wondering if I was okay. He sat down and push his head into my chest, snuggling up against me.

"I know.. I know. I need to cool down.." I rubbed his head, taking shaky deep breaths. "I know."

He softly purred, resting against me. It was almost immediate, calming down. Just looking at his comfortable face makes me forget about my stress.

What kind of ability does this little cutie have?

"I should get some rest, I'll write the check later tomorrow." I yawned. "Maybe I'll get over it tomorrow."

I sighed and stood up. Then continued to crawl into my bed, not caring if I was still wearing my clothes, and closed my eyes.