Hells little kitten

Its only starting

Hello there. My name is Luna don't mind me I'm only a lonely little girl. A lonely little girl so desperate for a friend I turned to my last choice. Satan. Soon he started liking me and we got much closer. He calls me kitten now and this is how I became his little kitten.

I stared off into blank space again. Satan has been my friend for a while now but has only started liking me even if it's just a little I enjoy it. I finally feel like someone cares and actually likes me for who I am not what I do and- "Lunaria" I'm snapped from my thoughts as I turn to the sassy voice who called my name ... it's them. Fear broils in me as I look at the city girls. The urban witches! I feel the icy glare from the violet eyed witch then I feel cold and long nailed hands shove me on to the silver gravel. "Off in lala land again Luna?" The green-haired violet eyed witch sneered bitterly as her friends sniggered and the pain seared in my left shoulder my pale blonde waist-length hair gently embraced around me. She was the ringleader her name was Roxanne or Roxy for short. I only mumbled under my breath "better than looking at that moldy mop on your head." and she seemed to not hear me until Zeanne tattled on me for saying that she was the one who pushed me. Suddenly everything was a blur from my tears as my skin was torn into by their nails and as I was kicked by their combat boots and six inch heels. Then a red blur passed by 'hell hound?' I thought and I had my answer when arms wrapped around me protectively and I heard the girls screech and run away in fear 'yup' I thought happily. " I have got to teach you to defend yourself kitten." The gruff male voice growled into my ear low and ragged. I could only purr in response out of my joy he had saved me ... again last week I nearly got ran over by a nice white ford. He was my hero and that's all not all he is to me. He growled something and carried me bridal style to his house I bought him even though I'm only 15 I have my ways. He lay me on the pale yellow and silky blankets of my room so I could rest. He sent his servants to deal with my wounds while he had those witches hunted down by hell hounds. I could only think of how lucky I was to have him