Prey or love?

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Why now?

I laid happily on the bed, but night came, and i noticed we have slept from one pm to ten at night.

I crept out of bed, leaving Matthew in it. His hair was messy, as always. I walked over to the bathroom. I blushed madly, remembering what hap happened a few days ago. I turned on the water, bits flicked my way, getting me damp. I waited until the water was warm, and than changed, my underwear being princes pink with baby blue spots. I rolled my eyes, knowing that back at my real school would always make fun of me when i got a pants. That usually happened everyday. But Mistress and Master would always say no, your underwear is just fine, tell a teacher about the bulling. Mistress would always say that. Which was bad for me, do to i always wore the same kind of underwear.

I started to get the rag soapy, I used whatever shampoo was left, used a little body soap, giving it that 'rough' look. I smirked at myself, making weird little hairdos. One was like the famous Elvis Presley. Another was like a helicopter. And my favorite was an elephant. Than i just made it to look like i was bald.

Once i finished in there, i looked through my clean clothes, hoping to find a oversized shirt, or baggy pants. I was hoping for a lazy day, with a nice breakfast, that was yummy too. I sighed, and found an old pajama shirt. A few holes eased at the bottom, and at the collar bone. It was Masters when he was younger. I remembered when i first met Master.

"Hello sir." I said, with a shy voice. "Hello lad, what may i do ya for?" He asked in his country accent. "I am lookin' for m' home." I was never good with talking as a kid. "Well, sonny, you've got on now. Come i shall show you around." I nodded with excitement. My eyes where wide, and where ready for anything. Mistress came out. She was a good looker back than too. She held out her left hand, and i, as a gentle man, took and kissed her hand. She than smiled warmly at me, feeling happy to see how i acted. " we shall raise him as are own." She said, and hugged me. That was the first time i smelt her perfume, it made me melt into haven. I wanted more of the perfume, it made me feel safe and sound.

One day, when i was about ten, Master called me into his office, which i gladly went to. "Now son," he said which a smile, and rummaged through his desk. " i know how the darks scares you and all. But it is time to grow up, and be a real man." I nodded, and fidgeted with my fingers. He pulled out an old shirt with holes at the bottom, and holes at the collar bone. I thought he was playing a trick on me. "Master i do not get it? What do you want me to do with a shirt, it is old, and useless." Master chuckled and still handed it to me. "Tonight i want you to wear this shirt, and do not take it off, okay?" Night came, and i did as i was told. There was a thunderstorm, which scared me to think, but i remembered what master said, "this will make you a man." So i laid in bed, my eyes opened and mouth sightly open. "I am doing what you asked... And it works Master." It did work, i was not afraid. I slept peacefully through the storm, no longer afraid.

I smiled, those memories always made me smile. I wanted to talk to Master and Misters again, but either way i would never see them. I shall either be banished to earth until i die, or be killed. I want to make more memories, not just with them, but with everyone. Not all of them have to be good, i want bad ones too. And some that make nonsense. I only had one like that.

When i was about four, i had a best friend who was know as Zeta. Zeta was tall, and very friendly, even his blue eyes made him look beautiful, he was like that, Zeta made everyone smile, even on their worst day. Even when you think you cant smile any more, or when you feel plain depressed, Zeta would always make everyone better. I once went to play in the woods with him, and he hung upside down, on a branch that ended up breaking. Zeta ended up cracking his head open. Only three minutes till he started to loss his abilities. I remember crying when i was in front of his grave. My body shook with anger, and everyone knew he was my best friend. No one could replace him. No one. He still has a special place in my heart. I knew i was going to see him again soon. But i did not know how soon. I sat down, halfway changed, and prayed to Zeta, reminding him that i remember him, and will never forget him.

When i finished getting dressed, and praying. I slowly made my way to the kitchen, hoping to make some breakfast. Which we where out of eggs, and toast, leaving my hungry. But than i noticed that there was waffles in the freezer, so i made some.

As i made a mess in the kitchen, trying to be quit, Matthew awoke, and walked out here. "Nick, what are you doin' it's to early for this." he asked as i stared at him. "I was making breakfast and, i can not cook." I smiled at the thought, me making something, impossible. Nick smiled widely, i could see he was missing a tooth, making a gaping hole. It was my doing. "Here, i'll help you." Matthew walked closer to me, but he was limping. I held out my hand, i still have not turned back yet, i will need some salt soon. Matthew grabbed my arm, trying to walk better, though that seemed impossible, at least to me it did.

Time passed, and i learned to make burnt waffles. We ended up going down town for breakfast. But everything seemed to unsettle me, though there was nothing there, not when i turned around, not when i looked to the side. Nowhere, nothing seemed out of place, but this strange ora made me insane.

We sat at a dinner ; I was back to human form; Matthew asked the waitress somethings, and soon ordered, i as well did so. "I'll take a medium egg, with toast." i asked. the waitress left, taking are orders with her. "So, hey, whats with you. You seem paranoid, is something wrong?" Matthew asked. I nodded and put my thoughts together. "It is just, that, i think someone, or something is following us. I do not know of why though." Matthew nodded, and played with his straw in the water, pushing it up and down. "Maybe, someone is. You said that you where given a mission. So, who assigned it? Maybe they sent someone to check in on you." That sounded about right, though i was confused on how he would know such a thing so fast. "Yeah, maybe. But leader is not one who would not give freedom to us." I shrugged it off, no longer caring on what will happen.

Our food soon arrives to the table we where seated at. "Looks great." Matthew said with a smile. The waitress handed me mine, which i took. "Thank you." I said, trying not to sound mean. The waitress left, and my food was blazing in front of me. It looked disgusting. "Whats wrong? Still paranoid? Your probably just hungry." I shrugged again, not knowing on what i should say. "Whats up with that shrugging? Your always doing it. Thats bad manners." Matthew pointed a straw at me, water dripped from it. He spun the straw around, and He smiled, "be happy damn it." I smiled, thinking that such a small kid could talk to me like that. And yet that has happened. "I will try. Though that may be hard." I say, and took a bite if my eggs. Something was wrong, and i could tell by the terrible taste. A sleepy wave washed over me, i landed face first into my badly cooked eggs.