becoming neko {discontinued}

Ch. 7- WHY ME!!

I finally figured out why people have had great affections to me or why people have depressing hate.

After a few hours I had confronted Vikk and asked him how he was doing with the small wounds the glass vase had caused. Lachlan had left with Jerome to go get food for dinner. Roofless had also gone out to get different things for us to go the Minecon. I had totally forgotten about it in all the events that had starred throughout the week.

I fixed my hat so the Batman symbol faced everything behind me. I had cut small ovals into the top to allow my ears to not be crushed. I looked at myself in the mirror and whistled. I actually did not look half bad.

Anyway, the reason people will love or hate me. My ears and tail are not the only features the scientists gave me. The scientists worked on many different formulas and inserted them into my body. This making me look different and have effects on other people.

In short words. The scientists made me sexy.

Though, people who already have a mate for life I.e. Lachlan and Vikk.

Preston looked kind of hurt when Rob touched me but he did not come after my thoat. Like Lachlan did.

Also I found out. Hybrids do not like other hybrids. This is the reason I almost severly injuried Vikk and threatened his boyfriend.

I sighed as I heard the dreaded Aussie and winced. I did not want to see him at the moment but I did want to see Jerome. We never made it official between us but I wanted to. Maybe tonight I can get the courage and ask. I might end up pushing it aside again like all the other times. Then it hit me like a nail to the heart.

What if I had not come home? What if the scientists had managed to keep me down and kept me for their experiments? What if I never survived the place and tests? What if I never got to see Jerome again?

Tears started to brim over and stream down my cheeks. I walked into the bathroom attached to the master bedroom and focused on the mirror. In the mirror I did not see Mitch. I saw a beast. A monster. Someone who should be locked up for even existing in this world.

Brown slitted eyes bore into my own and fangs poked at my bottom lip. Dark brown ears strouted from a batman hat. I took the hat off and hair fell into my eyesight. My hair looked like Ty's in a way. I threaded my fingers back through my hair and pulled the hat back on. I looked at my face and traced the three black lines running horizontally on my cheeks.

Tears ran over them and I rubbed at them desperately trying to make them go away. Sobs and cries escaped my mouth as I scratched at my ears and face. To anyone else I would look like a girl crying over a bad hair day. That was not even close to what I was actually crying over.

Blood and tears ran down my cheeks as I tore at the skin trying to get rid of it. Nicks and tears bled in my ears as I pulled at them crying out. I also tore at my thoat finding it hard to cry out my frustration.

The door to the bathroom slammed open. I snapped my head up to see myself and the intruding person in the mirror. My breath hitched as I saw Jerome, Rob, and Preston in the doorway.

Rob had a hand over his mouth and was bent over. Preston was holding him, staring at me with shocked, wide eyes. Jerome's expression is the one that did me over.

Jerome was starring at me with loving, shocked eyes. His chocolate orbs becoming glassy as he ran over to me and grabbed my wrists. He shooed the other two out and turned back to me with worried eyes.

"Mitch-" he broke himself off as sobs raked my body.

"I want to die."

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693words!
Sorry I died! I live now with dramatical Merome and self-hate/harm...
Dunt kill me -hides-