Hard To Love | A Gay Furry x Human Story

The Aftermath

|Dylan's POV|

The scene kept replaying in my head like a record. It kept me up at night and wouldn't let me have my peace of mind. I feel like I'm slowly losing my sanity as I continue to drift away from society.

My once lively, hopeful, and naive self is now but a shadow of the past and whether I like it or not, this new, dark, gloomy, and pessimistic boy staring at me as I look in the mirror, is here to stay.

The darkness that has enveloped my entire being, it taunts me day in and day out. But unfortunately, no light can save me no matter how much I cry or beg...

There is simply no escape from this prison.

"Dylan! Get out of the bathroom right now before I come in there and drag you out myself" I hear Jude scream from my bedroom, snapping me out of my deep thoughts.

I took one last look in the mirror before dragging myself out of the bathroom.

Once my body came into his view, Jude's expression changed from annoyance to one of pity, but he quickly tried to mask it with a small smile.

I responded with a forced one, pretending not to notice but I have grown so accustomed to it that it's difficult for me to miss.

"Dylan..." Jude walks up to me and gives me a tight hug.

"I know things are looking bad now and I'm so, so sorry I wasn't there to help when you needed me most," He softly stated.

It's been a week now since the incident and I have not dared to leave my house, out of fear.

Fear... of him.

I've not eaten much since then but Jude still did some grocery shopping for me which was really sweet of him but... I barely had an appetite the past few days but he made sure I ate something so I didn't just starve.

Jude blames himself for the whole event, saying if he had been there things would have been different but we both know that's far from the truth. Jason would have easily pummeled him and I'd feel worse than I do now, if that's even possible.

So, it was better that he wasn't there... I mean this whole thing started with me wanting to save him from that giant wolf and I still do.

I felt the warmth around my body dissipate and instead, I felt the familiar cold atmosphere, pulling me out of my thoughts with the realization that Jude had pulled away from the hug.

I looked up to meet his worried gaze burrowing into me. "You really need to get over what happened Dylan, I'm worried about you. You can't let that bastard ruin your life like this. You're just letting him win and the Dylan I know will never-"

"Well, the Dylan you know is GONE so you're just going to have to deal with it!" I cut him off by yelling in frustration. Jude was shocked, to say the least.

I had never screamed at him like that before but as I said this isn't the old me anymore. Plus it was a little insensitive for him to think this was so easy to 'get over'.

That's honestly what set me off though, I felt bad for letting my anger out on him when I knew he was trying to help...

"Please, just leave me alone," I stated lowly while sitting in my bed, grabbing one of my pillows and cuddling it, burying my face into it.

"No. Dylan, you are going back out there whether you like it or not. Now get your butt out of bed and go change into something nice or so help me," I wanted to protest but I knew better than to start an argument with Jude.

So, I reluctantly got up from bed, not even bothering to ask where we were going. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt from my closet before tossing them on haphazardly.

"There, you happy?" I asked sarcastically and Jude just rolled his eyes before pulling me out of my room by my arm.

Before I knew it, we were outside and on our way to God knows where. I just hope he doesn't pull any surprises.

Boy was I wrong...

40 minutes later...

Jude and I were sitting in a diner, having lunch. Jude was munching away on some fries while I tossed the salad around using my fork, not even attempting to take a bite. Had no appetite after all.

"Oh come on man, you've got to eat something," I looked at him with an expression that said 'are you kidding me?' before shifting my attention to the door when opened with the little bell ringing.

I see a large male entering and making his way over to the counter. My eyes widened to the size of saucers before I frantically tried to hide myself under the table hoping he wouldn't spot me.

Oh God! Why does this have to happen to me...?!

Jude immediately noticed this and he traced my line of sight which led him to look behind him and straight at the guy whom I was trying so desperately to avoid.

I closed my eyes and took deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself down.

Okay Dylan, breathe. You're fine... He didn't see you. You can still make it out before he sees you.

I knew I shouldn't have left the home. My aunt was right. I am easy to persuade. She always told me how bad I was at standing my ground when it came to any matter.

She would tell me how easily swayed I was and kept advising me to stick to what I believed was right though not necessarily being completely closed-minded.

I never really took her seriously but at this exact moment, I wish I had. Once I opened my eyes, I slowly got out from under the table but then I jumped back in surprise when I saw who was standing right next to me.

"No, no not you... anyone but you..." I shook my head and backed away in horror as the large anthro stood there, towering and looming over me.

It was all coming back to me. The pain, the sorrow, the helplessness. I simply couldn't take it and before I knew it I was breaking down in front of everyone.

People stared at me but I didn't care, I had no control over my emotions so why bother? With teary eyes, glistening in the sunlight I looked up at the male staring down at me.

"Wh-what do you w-want from me...?" I stuttered through my sobs.

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Hey y'all! Another update within a week. I'm so glad was able to write and post this chapter before the end of the week. I had some challenges with my WIFI but I had to persist for your sakes.

Who do you think met Dylan and Jude in the diner and what do you think is going to happen when Dylan eventually comes to his senses? Will he be happy? Sad? Angry? Maybe even relieved?

Let me know in the comments!

With that being said, please don't forget to vote as that's a huge motivation for me! Thank you a bunch!