Vixy Wilde {A Zootopia Fanfiction}[COMPLETED]✔️

Chapter 42: Jasper and Worry

(Jasper's POV)

When I heard about Vivian's condition, I don't even want to explain how much pain I was feeling. Basically, it felt like someone took a bullet and shot me right in the heart, that's how much it hurt me.

I didn't even want to go home or go to school; I just sat alone in the park, thinking. I wanted to turn back the hands of time oh so badly and take Vivian's call rather than falling asleep at eleven o'clock at night.

I was just going to go stay the night at one of my school friend's house, but Ben texted me, telling me that my mom would be worried sick if I didn't make it back home; so reluctantly, I did.

You're all probably wondering my I say, "reluctantly". Well, okay, but don't tell anyone, please, I'm begging you!

Well....at the beginning of January, my mom had started drinking and abusing me, blaming me for the disappearance of my little sister. Oh, yeah, like Vixy said, I've been looking for my baby sister ever since I was ten...TEN!

I never did anything that normal preteens and teens do. My dumb personality is just an act. I'm just trying to find my baby sister.

Anyways, I was hoping, praying, begging that mom wasn't home. But, my pleas went unanswered as I opened the door and the first thing I was greeted with was, "Where the hell were you?" from my mother, Annabelle.

She stood up, her blue eyes narrowed and her leopard fur bristled. I could already tell that she was a little bit drunk.

I sighed. "Mom, I was out at the hospital. My friend Vivian was in a car crash and-"

She cut me off by scratching my cheek deeply. I felt it sting since it was the same side where the former scratch was previously. "Don't lie to me, boy! Tell me the truth!"

I snarled. "I AM telling you the truth, mom! Maybe if you stopped drinking strong whiskey every goddamn day, you'd listen to me, Annabelle!"

Mom stood there and I thought I had finally knocked some sense into her, but my happy thought was short-lived when I felt her paw tightly around my throat and my feet lifted off the ground.

"You listen here, son! I'm not a female to be taken lightly. I should kill you right now, but I'll pity you." she growled and dragged me up to my room. All the while, I was trying to pry her paw of my throat, gasping for air, even though my lungs were growing weak. 

Once in my open doorway, she threw me in there, clawed my arms and face, and locked me in here. I didn't care. I locked it from the inside also.

I leaned up against the door and for the first time since this shit had started, I began to sob. My body shook with the sobs as I felt my heart being torn in two. The only thing that left my muzzle was me whimpering, "I'm sorry" over and over.

(Vixy's POV)

I laid awake in my bed, not moving from the bed since I woke up, at all. Not even to change clothes.

I was too worried and depressed to even leave my bedroom. I heard the door open, Aaron's scent hitting my nose.

I only flicked my ear in greeting, not trusting my voice.

I felt Aaron on the other side of my bed, slightly looming over at me with his adorable, green gaze. Goddamnit, he's so adorable sometimes.

I sighed and slightly turned and faced his side. He laid down next to me and brought his paw up to my shoulder. He slowly rubbed my arm up and down, sending a small comforting tingle go through me.

He gently kissed me, making me instantly melt into his touch and my paws rested on his cheeks. Okay, I admit it, I like the taste of him. It seems that every time he kisses me, I'm pulled into a different world and time stands still for the both of us.

He pulled me closer by wrapping his arms around my waist. I let my arms wrap around his neck loosely, feeling our chests and stomachs press up against each other. I softly moaned from bliss and felt his neck fur tickle my arms.

After a moment, he broke away from me and wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders. I leaned my head for it to rest on his chest. I felt his paw that was on my waist gently slip underneath my shirt and felt him rub my back up and down.

"You wanna do anything?" he asked me.

My only response was me wrapping my arms around his torso and letting his scent wash over me. "I just wanna sleep right now," I muttered.

He nodded and hummed a soft lullaby to me.

I felt my eyelids grow heavy up to the point where I was being pulled into a deep slumber.

"Sweet dreams, Vixy. I love you." Aaron murmured as I drifted deeply off.