A Night To Taste

Chapter 18: The Sinner

My mouse wakes up and looks everywhere.

Midnight, good job. I am intending to give you treats as well now.

She looks at the letter in her hand. Fuuuck. Why did she had to hug it? Can't she see I'm dying to touch her right now and she is clinging to the goddamn letter.

Another crash. Well, now I have to hang this cat upside down from the ceiling in a room full of snakes like last time I did when she fucked up. I told her to just wake her up. Not to destroy her fucking kitchen. Can't she just be a good girl and sit by Katerine's side innocently.

Not to my surprise, my mouse has decided to punish my cat. I can let her do so as a punishment for Midnight.

Another crash.

Fuck Midnight. I will kill this cat for sure.

Katerine jumps from the bed and aims for the kitchen. With a heel in her hand.

This time I jump from my seat. And then pace the whole room. She is going to kill my cat. Nonononononooooo.

I will punish her, mouse. Don't do this! I will surely fuck you hard and raw if you dare to touch my cat with that fucking heel in your hand. That pointed six-inch heel.

She spots a shadow- my dear cat! Then raises her hand getting ready to hit her.

I shut my lids close. Even my hands are covering my face as I'm not ready to witness my sweetheart's murder.

I am standing still as a lifeless statue. What will I do if she dies? I can't let someone else to leave me like this after what happened in past- as much as I remember. I stand there just for some sign to show me what the fuck happened.

Nothing. Not even a single sound comes.

I open my eyes but everything black appears. Don't tell me she killed her!! I will play with Midnight as much as she wants. I will feed he as much as she wants to eat. I will not hang her from the ceiling. I will not throw her out. I will not exchange her soul. I will keep her happy. I will never threaten her again. I will let her sleep on my bed with me. I cannot believe I threatened my cat before she dies. My last words to her were a warning. I didn't even get to play with her before her last breath or flood her with love and affectionate kisses. Please mouse don't kill my cat. Pleasee...

Oh! I was covering them with my hands.

But I'm still not ready to see it. I part my fingers just enough to see a glimpse. I have never been so afraid in my whole life.

What scene my eyes are witnessing just right now? I blink many times in disbelief to confirm it and remove my hands from my face.

She is carrying Midnight in her arms. Like fucking carrying her in her arms like a fucking baby. Is she out of her mind? Can't she see my cat doesn't have a shadow? Or she simply does not cares. Oh. Forgot. There's a power cut. Its not the latter then.

Oh. She and Midnight are best friends now. Interesting.

Guess I would have to kill the black-haired bitch so that Midnight would be the only best friend she will have. But, she will kill herself too if she dies. Their friendship is another level. Like Midnight and me. That is why I freaked out when Katerine was ready to kill her.

She gives Midnight a tour of her house. No doubt she is unimpressed. My cat only likes houses with dark vibes, bloodied floor, black walls, and a lots of stuff which is better if not told. Shh. Don't judge. My house shares a lot more darker stories than Hollywood movie's haunted villas with nuns and mummies. The fact is I just don't remember the story yet. Yet.