Lost Kitten [Completed]

Lost

"Out!" The manger yelled at me as he threw me out of the host club I worked at. It's not really a host club they just called it that so they can have a store facing the street. They can't call it 'Rent a neko', which is what everyone calls it. "Worthless neko!" The manger yelled at me. He kept yelling insult after insult at me. Most of them I ignored, but the one that stung was the last one. That one made me stop in my tracks and turn back to face him.

"What did you just say?" My voice laced with poison.

"I said that you are a worthless slut, that no one will ever love." The moment he finished his sentence, I lunged at his face trying to claw his eyes out. By the time his bodyguards got me off him, I was pretty sure I got one of his eyes, by the way his face was torn up and bloody. His bodyguards dragged me behind a building and very forcefully threw me to the cold ground. I hit my head and everything went black.

When I woke up I was still behind the building, but now it was night. I got really scared and curled up into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, my ears flat against my head, and my tail around my feet. I don't know why everything bad seems to happen to me, I don't even have a name for crying out loud.

If you can't tell by now, well you're an idiot, but I'm a neko and I just got kicked out of the host club I was working and living at. A shiver went through me when I realized how cold I really was, because I was only wearing a white button down dress shirt and no pants. I don't really like pants. I ran a hand through my midnight black hair, my ears and tail match, like my mom used to do, before....she....she, well she's gone now. That was the last thing I thought before beautiful sleep overcame me.

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I woke up and decided I needed to find somewhere to stay. I walked to the street and the first thing I saw was the manger walking out of the hospital, face wrapped in bandages. I smiled to myself knowing my claws did their job of scarring his face. As he walked by be he stuck up his middle finger and yelled, "Fuck you!" I just smiled and waved. It was amusing to making people angry.

I kept walking around the city looking for a safe place to stay the night. Mostly because of all the gangs around the city, the biggest one was, The White Snake, one that was ran by a guy, no one even knew the name or face of, well when they did they never told anyone about it. Not even the people who worked for him on the streets. No, the only person who knew him was his assistant. And people barely even know the assistant though they say that they will kill anyone the leader says, without a second thought. Scary.

I saw the sun was setting and I decided to stop walking for the day. I leaned against the back wall of a building and slowly slid down the wall, until I was on the ground again with my knees pulled up to my chest, as I let sleep take me.

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I woke up feeling my belly was empty and my hair was dirty and greasy. I didn't like it one bit. I ruffled up my hair just to have it fall back into the same place covering my face sightly. I got up pulled my shirt down trying to cover as much as it could. I am very shameless, that wasn't the problem. The problem was it was cold. The sun had barely even started to rise.

"P-please, l-let me g-go back to s-sleep", I whispered to the cold morning air. As if my wish had been answered, I closed my eyes and found myself back in dream land.

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I don't know how many days have gone by, but right now all I could think about was that I'm hungry. I didn't care that it is currently night, or that I was on the most dangerous street in town, just that I was hungry and about to pass out. My eyelids suddenly became really hard to hold open and my legs didn't want to move anymore. Then my eyes closed and my knees gave out, causing me to fall to the hard concrete, for a short nap. Before I completely passed out I heard a car stop, a door open, then a strange  female voice responding to someone,  "Sure, Kee." Then I felt someone pick me up. Stop, I tried to say, but nothing came out.