Reminisce

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Raven POV

Shoot.

I knew my identity was revealed in front of the stranger. The man stared at me in horror like I turned into a monster. Oh right, I don't even know his name! Ask, Raven, ask!

"Umm.." I muttered to him. He looked at me with a gentler stare and I spit it all out. "Whats your name? Why am I here? How did I get here? Who made me come here? Did I sleepwalk? Did my cat attack you?" That last question seemed to sting my tongue. In my mind I swear I cussed.

He chuckled like a macho man. "I'm Hoya. You're here because you were unconscious after tripping. I carried you here from the streets. No one made you come here, really. You didn't sleepwalk, that's sure," he answered each question calmly. The name Hoya rolled into my mind and remembered seeing a cat that had a name just like that.

- Reminisce -

"Run!" he yowled as the car rolled past me.

I ran until the pain seared into my paws. My tail drooped of exhaustion, my white paws stained brown. My ears pricked when I heard a "thud". Hoya!

I turned my black head and saw a limp body. I gasped and bounded to him. Tears began rolling off my whiskers as I pawed at his muzzle. The black male cat smiled a bit, baring a short fang. He stared with his bright amber into my green eyes gently, sending a message that broke my small heart to pieces.

I love you.

I pressed my wet, muddy muzzle into his neck as someone came to us. The stranger gasped and carried him into his car. I meowed constantly, refusing for him to leave me. The stranger took me in the car too, deciding to give me a wash. Tears rolled off my muzzle as I laid next to my best friend, the one who knew my heart. The tom lapped my ear in affection and stopped abruptly. I gasped as his body just disappeared. The stranger was nice enough to give me a bath and then I ran out the door, sobbing. I never said the three words back to him and I never will, I can't.

- Reality -

A tear pooled my eye as I stared blankly at the purple blanket. Hoya waved hs hand in front of my face and I quickly wiped my tear, not showing my weak side. Something knocked the door and I immediately forgot the heartbreaking memory.

"Who is it?" Hoya asked to the door.

"Violet Delivery Service!" a cheerful voice answered.

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