Prey

Chapter Thirteen: Partial Body.

     I’ve decided to update a chapter as a present from me, the author, to you, the reader, because of my birthday today. I’ve turned eighteen (on June 17th, 2018) and I aspire to forwards myself in nursing and writing. I hope you all enjoy!

~ Kenzie xoxo

The Princess’ Room.
September 26th, 2023.
3:26 pm.

     My thoughts were jumbled together and I could hardly concentrate on one cognitive thought. I could breathe; I knew that much. My hands and my tail wouldn’t move at all, but I could open my eyes. A few moments later, I figured out that I wasn’t staring into the sun. If it was a sun, it would have been a really ugly pink mixed with orange, almost like the color salmon.

The cloth felt like flannel fabric against my fingertips, the fuzzies tickling the skin of my torso. There was a dull pain nagging in my back, just where the end of my spine and pelvic bone meet. It almost felt like a period cramp, but this was like a deep, dull throbbing ache that wouldn’t go away. I only wiggled once I could orient myself particularly upwards.

My arms were at my sides and my fingers felt like pin needles were sticking through them. The pain wasn’t as bad as when I first evolved my claws, but it was almost like small paper cuts at the tips of my fingers. I heaved in a big breath and slowly relaxed. My heart was slowly beating into a steady rhythm and I could finally calm my anxiety.

The silence was annoying and very aggravating since I was left alone with my thoughts. I hated thinking; I loathed to think about my problems and decide what course I should take. The last time I did that, it sent me to the bottom of the ocean.

Now, look at me.

A clearly aggravated sigh left my mouth as I exhaled, scrunching my nose and shaking my head at the feeling of the cocoon tickling my nostrils. I almost wanted to sneeze, but fortunately, I didn’t. Blinking slowly, I managed to barely lift my head before it’s forced straight once again.

The cocoon was very strong.

My tail felt paralyzed and immobile, just another great massive luggage I have to tug at. It helps me none in escaping as I wriggle and fight against the silky trap. I groaned, pushing my head back just to have it snapped into the former position again. The forced movement sends tears into my eyes, making me take a few moments to breathe and let the dull throb fade away.

My mind was drawn to a blank as I calmed myself to concentrate on my breathing. Softly, the threads envelop me with a warm heat, cozy to the touch. They were a thin blanket that worked like a heater, warming me to my core. I felt tranquil as I rested, humming a soft tune to myself.

It took me a few moments to realize that I wasn’t humming anymore and instead of just sounds, there were words. I was shocked to hear one of my favorite songs replay in my head but in my voice. I continued to listen, wondering if I was going crazy or just thumped my head too hard.

I started humming along with the song on the second verse. The words flow through my head as if I had already known what was to come next. The lyrics, I knew them by heart, but never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed that they would randomly play over and over in my head unconsciously.

It was odd as the song continued, the beat captures me in a sigh, sparking a smile on my lips. The song brought memories of my friends, the ones who actually cared and who were there for me when I needed it. Tears started forming in my eyes and I couldn’t hold it in anymore.