Static Reflections: Book 1 of The Mortal Guard Series

Chapter 9 - Boris: Reason to Stay

Chapter 9 - Boris: "Reason to Stay"

Boris shifted, turning on his side uncomfortably, before opening his eyes again to pure blackness, only this time, he knew he was grounded in reality. The dream with Absalom was still weighing on his mind, and now, he turned to face Tyler, who was most likely asleep in the car seat beside him.

You're still here . . . ? I'm honestly surprised. I can't believe this whole time you were suffering in silence and I never knew. Maybe I didn't deserve to know. But if you told me, I could have helped sooner rather than later. Now, I have to kill you. Should I just get it over with? He shuddered, scooting back in his seat. No, not going to do it.

The two had parked at a Walrus-Mart for the night, knowing that they wouldn't care if they slept in the parking lot or not. Boris felt like such a low-class animal, sleeping in a car like this. And imagining the car seat as his luxurious bed didn't work. It was rough and somewhat scratchy against his fur.

The mustelid took out his phone from his pocket. Since he hadn't been using it much lately, it still had a good amount of battery life left. As he brought the screen to life, he squinted as he fumbled with the display and lowered the brightness until it was a suitable level for his eyes. Boris didn't even pay attention to what time of the night it was as he opened his messages, finding the name of the animal he was looking for.

Boris: Hey, are you awake?

Leah: Yeah. What's up?

Boris: I have something I need to tell you.

Leah: Ok

Boris: I'm not at home right now.

Leah: Big shocker. You haven't been home that much lately. You didn't run away, right?

Boris swallowed. How should he respond to that? How could he even tell her the truth? It wasn't the smartest idea to tell your sister that you were a possessed serial killer. It wasn't like it was by choice, though! She would understand that, right? Boris sighed, knowing that even taking the chance was a stupid idea.

Boris: I guess it's something about that place. I don't want to be there.

Leah: You've told me that before. Is it because of dad

Boris: No.

Leah: Remember that night after you went to that party

The otter blinked. He had only been to a handful of parties in his lifetime willingly, or reluctantly, that weren't thrown by his father. He could count the number on his digits. Boris immediately knew she was talking about the party where he had slain Travis.

Boris: Yes. And you went on another one of your Spark dates. Even though that wasn't too long ago, I hope you took what I said about that app into consideration. You never meet anyone good on there and I know that you're not looking for a fling.

Leah: To be fair, I am looking for a fling+

Boris: Fling+?

Leah: I'm not opposed to sleeping with someone on the first date lol. But there usually isn't a spark

Boris: Yet you use a dating app called Spark? How does it even work?

Leah: Get it yourself and find out, lonely boy ;)

Boris: Shut it.

Leah: You're right. Imagining you dating anyone is like imagining dad taking us on a family trip. Can you imagine him trying to entertain us the whole time