Mew?-M.C-

Eighteen

We finally got to Beechworth Asylum and may I just say that it was soooooo worth the drive!

Michael parked the car and I jumped out, ears twitching in excitement. Michael laughed and followed me through the entrance, paying for a guided tour. I jumped around excitedly as we watch people come back through, filming everything.

Michael hugs me from behind, holding me still. "Calm down, Kitten. We don't want you tired before the tour." He kissed me temple. I giggle and lean against him. People glared at me as they went by. I'm guessing people out here don't like hybrids. I noticed Michael glaring back. I pulled away from him, slouching slightly. He tried to take me back in his arms, but I just waved him off and stared at the floor. More people started to shove past to get in line.

I ended up falling on the floor, getting my tail stepped on, and getting kicked. I almost started crying, but bit my lip and held in tears, refusing to cry. I stood up and brushed myself off.

Michael was growling and shoving everyone out of the way until he saw me. He ran straight to me and hugged me tightly. I squirmed from his grip and pulled up the hood of my hoodie I pulled on before my leather jacket. I cover my ears and hid my tail in my jacket.

Michael frowned but let me be.

"Group 26! Please accommodate in the hospital ward in 5 minutes!" A tall pretty lady announced. That was our group, I stuck my hands in my pockets and started my long walk to the hospital ward.

I hated pushing Michael away, but these people out here are right. I'm basically just an ugly alley cat. I'm just an animal. As much as I love Mikey, he'd be happier with a pretty human instead of a stupid cat like me. He is gorgeous in every way, shape, and form. From his porcelain skin to loving his green eyes, he could have any girl he wanted. He doesn't have to be stuck with an ugly cat with mismatch eyes and brown hair.

I sigh and stare at the ground, only glancing up to see that I've arrived at the hospital ward. I'm so glad I pulled black hi-top converse over my paws.

"Hello Group! My name is Maria and I'll be your leader." A tall, dark haired girl stepped up. She was very perky.

She began to lead us around the dark, gloomy Asylum. Showing us room after room and telling us story after story. I kept seeing shadows out of the corner of my eyes.

Then, we reached the top of the building. We had an unbelievably beautiful view. Maria said that many patients jumped to their deaths from here. I leaned against the railing opposite of the group, watching the sunset. It was gorgeous. A fiery red color with splash if purple and pink.

"Kitten?" Michael asked, appearing next to me.

"Yes?" I whisper quietly.

"Don't hate me, okay?" He begged. I looked at him. He had the face of a man who knew he was doing something risky, but going through with it anyway.

"Why would I hate you?" I ask but he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine softly. I was shocked at first but then melted into his embrace, wrapping my arms around his neck. He cupped my cheek with one hand and hooked the other around my waist.

I pulled away first, staring at him, with my mouth agape. He chuckles and pushes my jaw up, closing my mouth. I blush as he pecks my lips and smiles.

"I've been meaning to do that for awhile now." He mumbles. I giggle happily.

"Am glad you did!" I nod happily. I notice Maria leading the group back into the building, so I take Michael's hand firmly in mine and pull him towards the group with me.

We explored the building freely after that, with permission from Maria.

Eventually, I heard a quiet mew from a room and my ears perked up. Everyone else did too. A midnight black cat- kitten was pacing the room. We all saw her and she saw us.

She looked me in the eye and padded right up to me. I cooed and picked her up, cradling her in my arms. She purred and climbed to my shoulder, where she hooked her claws in my leather jacket and sat. I looked at her in amazement.

"Hi!" She purred. Yes. I understand cat language.

"Hello! My name's Soldier! This is My Mikey!" I pointed to Michael who smiled and waved.

"I don't have a name." She said sadly. "Or a home."

"Now you do! You are going to be mine. Your name shall be Natalie." I pet her and walk away as everyone scoffed at me. Well some scoffed, others laughed, others rolled their eyes, but I didn't care. I had my Kitten and My Mikey and that's all that matters!

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