Behind Bars

Page 11

(A Valentine's Day special little chapter. Little break before next chapter, and since this one will be quite small, I will try to make the next one bigger, dw. It's another dream, so it won't be quite related to the story. The next chapter will start off where we left off on page 10)

You got home quite soon since you were feeling really bad. No wonder why, since the smell in the prison was awful. They were painting something on the floors 2 to 5, and the smell of paint traveled down to your level. Trio also didn't like it, but when you were leaving, everyone was asleep. You guess they decided to sleep it off. You thought about it too and decided to sleep it off yourself with your cat resting right beside you. Her soft and soothing purrs were helping you fall asleep faster.

You woke up at night, rubbing your still tired eyes as you looked around the room. You turned on your table lamp since you didn't want to shock your already suffering senses by turning on the main lights. You had a little table calendar and saw that it's Valentine's Day. Ough... You never liked it. You saw no purpose in this holiday. You looked at the clock and sighed, seeing that it's 2:35am. Looks like you'll have a sleepless night. Before leaving yesterday, you took a day off, saying that you needed to do some important stuff today and that you didn't feel well. It's not like you'll be taking days off too much, so they allowed you. You hoped Josh won't be torn to shreds or flirted with. Poor guy. Knowing Herobrine, if he finds out that it's Valentine's Day, then Josh will be getting lots of puns and flirts from the white-eyed. Or he gonna eat him. All 3 didn't sound very good.

[C/N] gently pawed on your left leg, meowing. Poor girl must be hungry. You picked her up and went downstairs to feed her. Before starting to make food, you turned the TV on just for some noise on the background and to somehow entertain the cat. She sat on her favorite pillow on the couch and started grooming her already clean and soft fur. What a queen. You were happy that you had her. On such days, she was just what you needed.

After a few minutes, you shook the bowl as a sign for her to come and eat and place it down near the coffee table. Despite being a lady, she ate like dirtiest pig, so when she finished, you gently wiped her face with a towel, receiving soft licks as a thanks. You let out a quiet 'aww' and kissed her nose, placing her down near you on the couch. You two were watching some programs, both of you cringing from how much Valentine's Day stuff is there. You're not a romantic type of woman. Yet you two kept watching this.

You woke up from your short nap around half an hour later. You heard [C/N] meowing nonstop upstairs, and you called out to her. She quickly stopped but didn't come down like she usually does. You stood up and went to your room to check what's going on since you were already getting worried about your sweet feline companion. But all you saw was [C/N] playing with her toy rock. You sighed, crouching down to scratch behind her soft ears as she purred from your touch. But just when you were about to stand up, you felt someone watching you and quickly turned around to see a giant shadow in the doorway, just standing there and watching you.

You quickly grabbed a nearby weapon that you always kept close to your bed, which was an iron sword, and pointed it at the shadow figure. "Who are you?" You asked, gritting your teeth in anger. Something just had to go wrong exactly today. Then the shadow took a step towards you, and finally, you could see who the intruder was. And as always, the worst variant possible... it was Herobrine. His arms were bloodstained, and some was even dripping down his forehead as he stood there and watched you.

"A lovely cat you got indeed. Such a loving feline, " he chuckled, his voice low and sharp. You guessed the blood was also in his throat because it sounded like it was hard for him to speak. "Better than you, at least. What are you doing here?!" You demanded an answer, sword still pointed right at his chest, ready to strike if needed. But the only answer you got was another low chuckle as he took another step forward. Your blade started to pierce through his flesh but only lightly.

You were surprised that he would do so but thought about such possibility since he was a god. A simple iron sword wouldn't stop him, but you hoped that it would give you and [C/N] a few seconds to make an escape if needed. He sighed and rubbed his cheek, clearly tired himself. He looked at your cat and smiled softly, receiving a growl from you. "I will tear you to shreds myself if you'll hurt her," you told him, sword still pointed. "Her? Oh, how sweet. No, I won't hurt her. She's better than you, so the only one who I might hurt in this room is you, " he smirked, taking one more step towards you. He looked down, feeling the tip of your sword touching his chest. His grin grew wider as he took the blade with his right hand and pointed the tip right at his heart, smiling.

"It's Valentine's Day, isn't it? So why don't you aim for the heart, hm?" He almost... purred as he said that and started taking steps towards you. Slowly but surely, he was walking towards your slightly scared form. You tried to move away, but you were already cornered. Your cat was distracted, so even if you wanted, she wouldn't hear you. As he was just right beside you, he hugged you close to himself with his right hand, moving his face close to your left ear, purring in it. The sound of a beating heart was ringing in your ears as questions filled your mind. How did he get out? What is he doing? And so on.

But you were snapped back to reality when he kissed you. The taste of blood filled your mouth. It's not the first time you tasted it, but this time, it felt even worse. Rotting, disgusting smell was coming from him. As he pulled away, he started purring louder. "So, lovely, happy Valentine's Day," he said and straightened up. You growled at him and grabbed his hair, trying to rip it out only for him to grab your hand and start meowing.

You woke up in cold sweat to Herobrine and Null arguing. You were breathing heavily from this awful nightmare. For some reason, these two were arguing... and meowing? This place is going insane. You slammed your head lightly against the desk, huffing in annoyance. But from what you heard minutes ago, it turns out they were trying to find out who meows like an actual cat.

(What the hell? Why is it not small??? WHAT DID I DO AAA)
(Yeah, yeah, I see y'all favorite chapter, huh)