sold to andy beirsack

am I his?

I was walking home from school taking my usual shortcut through what I call kittycat alley I stop next to my two favorite cats Bach and Beethoven I pull out my flute and start playing after about half an hour of playing I start to pack up and head home but when I stand up I see there's someone in the way "uh hi do you mind if I get by I really need to start heading home" he chuckles "you're not going anywhere sweety" he says as he throws a pillow case over my head "great" I think to myself "this is when I die" "ronnie we got her" he said as he throws me in the van and tries to shut the door but I kick him in what I believe to be his stomach "AHH YOU STUPID BITCH" be then bunches me in the stomach I just grumble and curl up into a ball trying to keep my eyes from watering and my ears and tail tucked in 'oh by the way hi my name is malachi ( mal-uh-ky) I am a part human part dog gene disfunction my parents hate me for it and I'm made fun of for it alot that's why I keep them tucked away anyway back to the story' ronnie starts laughing "it's funny because she it's literally a bitch "oh great they know about me" I whisper under my tongue my pillow case thing is ripped off and immediately the other guy starts speaking "my name is andy and I'm your owner your parents sold us to you so now your stuck with us so shut up and stay still" he injects my arm with something "it's a tracking device so you can't run" andy says meanwhile I decide to let my tail and ears go and sigh "your our pet now" ronnie says