Chapter 3: Cherry Blossom

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A silence fell between the two as he notices her start to yawn and rub her visor, looking at her paw a little confused then shaking her head.

"Heh...getting tired?" Bryson asked.

"A little." She responded, scooting closer to Bryson as she seems she wants to ask something, but can't figure out the words.

"Y'know...one thing I learned from my mom is that when I'm scared, or sad, she always said you can rely on others to help you. Others say you shouldn't have to...but she always believed the best medicine was love and compassion. Along with a ton of painkillers if it's a physical pain, heh."

She giggles a little bit as she then looks at Bryce, them sitting on opposite ends of his bed. "I'm just...so confused. About this man...why I'm here...who I am...ugh...my head hurts...so badly..."

Bryce grows a concerned look on his face, "Here...lay down. Sleep in my bed, I can just sleep on the couch downstairs. You need rest."

The girl nods and lays down on the bed on her side, her tail wrapping herself as her arms fold on her chest.

Bryce then moved a pillow under her head as he then pulled over his sheets and comforter to warm her up a little. He then went to walk away to let her rest, as she softly grabbed his hand, in a very light grip.

As soon as Bryce turned around, she let go of his hand, and opens one eye to him, "Wait...I know I just met you but...I don't want to be alone...right now." She said, her voice stuttering and shaky, especially after she remembered what last happened to her.

Bryson beamed softly and sat at the edge of the bed, "Don't worry. You're safe here. We'll figure out what all is going on, you get some rest. I'll be here to make sure you're okay."

Bryson says as he pulls up his beanbag chair to sit next to the bed, giving her some space but also being there just in case she needs him.

He took a look at his room and all of his posters and decorations, his massive PC and the few monitors he has set up with it. His room was a darkish grey, meaning anything with color blended in pretty well, as the girl mentioned earlier.

"Warn...me? About what?"  Bryce thought, "This is a lot to take in..."

He saw her smile a little while sleeping which made him chuckle. As he then drifted off, too.

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Bryce's eyes slowly opened as he's now in the back of a car.

Confused, he looks to his right and sees a human girl in the seat beside him, her face a little blurred.

He then looks ahead and sees a man in the driver seat, and a woman in the passenger seat.

"Mom...? D-dad...?"

He looks out the window as he recognized the tunnel they were traveling through.

The sounds of the hybrid engines and road noise echoing against the walls.

It echoed violently in Bryce's head until he felt a pain in his chest. He remembers this moment,

"N-no...stop! STOP THE CAR! DAD, STOP!!!"

Bryce screamed, but no words left his mouth. He tried over, and over, but he could only mouth the words he wanted to scream.

"I'm not so sure of this new design, honey...I think the board is trying to work around me in the company." The man said. His voice was distorted, echoed in a disturbing tone.

"Oh, come on now. You're still the top in the company. Your say is the final say." She replied. Her voice was also filtered.

He desperately tries to get their attention, kicking the seat, which does nothing.

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