My Horrible New Life

Chapter 8: Hate Being Separated (Part 1)

   Weeks went by, it was like a routine. I didn't like it, but I had no choice to if I wanted to live. Danny would leave for a few hours, then he'd come home. I asked him where he would go. He would always change the subject.  Wherever he goes, I know he misses me when he leaves. He'll spend time with me but he'll leave again.
    So I'm here, alone. He fought to keep me alive and a secret. Only to be gone every day. Today, I was tired of this. I didn't run away with him to be alone. I had no way to contact him or let him know how I felt. I hid under the bed. Crossing my arms, I didn't care it it took me all night. After a hour, the front door opened. Danny called for me. He go into his room. Then he came in my room. He looked in the closet. I could hear him begin to panic. "SAMMY!" He went back out into the living room. Things were breaking and moving. He came back in here and found me under the bed. He pulled me out. My eyes widened when I saw him in his green monster form. I flipped. "I'M SORRY!" He grabbed my arms tightly. "YOU'RE HURTING ME!" Tears welled up in my eyes.

"You think this is funny? You had me worried! I thought someone got you or you left." He picked me up and threw me against the wall. He quickly pinned me to it before I fell. My body was in pain from him throwing me. I was in tears. "WHY WERE YOU UNDER THE BED!" I didn't stop crying. He went to kiss me but I turned my head away. I started whimpering as his claws dug into my arms. He stared at me for a few moments. Then he let me go. My body hit the floor. "Fine. If this is how you want to be, I'll come back when you truly want to see me." He stormed out of the room. I heard the front door slam shut. I fell to the ground. I crawled up into a ball and cried. What was his problem? All I did was hide under the bed to get his attention. He threw me up against the wall. Looking at the sides of my arms, was blood. Not a lot, just were his claws dug into my skin. I just didn't know what to do.

      I haven't seen him in almost a month. I'd wake up from nightmares almost every night. At one point, I was slowly running out of food. The next morning I was going to wake up and go to a store. But when I got up, there was food there. He must have done it while I was sleeping. It felt like he was a ghost now. I wished he was here to comfort me. Last night I lied awake until the sun came up. I thought about Danny. Did he miss me? Did he wish he was never mean to me? Did he feel so bad that he never wanted to come back? I didn't know. I wish he would come back and talk to me. It would be the best thing to do.

    The next morning was different. I woke up to a room full of flowers. My stared at them. There were red roses everywhere. Was this a dream? I started rubbing my eyes together. No, this was real. I went out to the kitchen. Something was cooking. As I turned the corner, there was Danny standing near the sink. He wasnt wearing a shirt. He turned and saw me. He wasn't going to win me back with just roses or teasing me. I was angry. He left me alone for almost two months. No one to talk to. Just cooped up in a apartment. Waiting and wishing every night he would come home. My eyes looked away from his perfect muscles. I grabbed a glass and went to get milk. Danny stared at me. "Morning." I ignored him. I didn't want to speak to him. I poured the milk and put it away. Danny grabbed me and held me against his chest. I shoved him away. On the stove. He was cooking some eggs. I turned away as he put the eggs on a plate. Danny didnt give up. As I went to walk away. His hands gently pulled me back. I sighed deeply. He started kissing my shoulders. He was cheating. He was trying to make me calm down. Danny must have known I was still angry with him. I turned around to face him. He kissed me but I slapped him across the face. He didnt flinch. Tears started to string my eyes. I tried to walk away but he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. It was over after that. I couldn't stop kissing him. He picked me up and took me to his room. He gentky put me on the bed and kept kissing me. He started kissing my neck. "Danny..."

He looked into my eyes. His red eyes stared back into mine. His fingers wrapped into mine. "Sammy... I'm so sorry I acted like a jerk to you. I'm sorry I never spoke to you and left you here alone. I..." His eyes searched for what he was going to say next.