Unruly Pet

Him

Getting out of the clinic had been an endeavor. Mia insisted on doing everything she could before she let us leave with the half-asleep Rosie.

I assured her repeatedly Rosie would be well cared for in a place she felt more comfortable in but it'd still took hours to get Mia to let us leave.

Even if what she'd done had been for the best I felt bad making Rosie jump through so many hoops. Admittedly healthy hoops, but it's not like I wouldn't have made sure she showered and drank enough water there.

And Derik and I are vampires. She didn't need to be hooked up to all those machines, we would have heard if her heart or breathing was off.

And even small tasks like showering, changing, and eating a small snack could be exhausting after major injuries or anything else you need time to recover from.

As soon as Derik had managed to get Rosie out of the clinic she'd passed out in the back seat and didn't wake up when we parked. I'd carried her inside and set her in one of the guest rooms without her stirring once.

Thankfully her back was numbed and I was careful so it shouldn't have hurt her back any.

Derik had written her a short note about where she could use the bathroom, how someone would bring her food, and that she was welcome to lock her doors and she had no work to worry about.

He'd also written about where our room was and to come there if she had any questions or anything she needed.

Which as simple as it seemed would be a very jarring experience for a pet. It's odd to have few rules or be treated as a person after a while. And I'd only been a pet for three years, imagine what it's like to be a pet for five years or your whole life.

Not that I'd really had the whole pet experience considering most pets spend less than three months total in pet shops. And I'd only had two masters in three years since I bounced around pets shops instead of staying and getting bought.

I'd taken the hottest shower ever and changed into PJ pants and one of Derik's shirts about half an hour ago.

Now I'm just staring at the mirror. I'm not sure why, all I can feel after everything is an uncomfortable hollow feeling in my chest and how heavy my eyes are.

It was like my body had given up on giving me emotions and instead decided I'd be better with nothing.

But I hated the empty feeling you get after too many emotions. It made me feel alone and no matter how much I grasp for any hint of emotion my mind just won't do it.

It was like someone hit a refresh button and I was buffering. Like the only thing there was to do was feel the emptiness until I fell asleep and see how I felt in the morning.

I hate it when that happens. Like what I missed my chance to understand and accept my feelings so now I'll just never know as a punishment?

Not fair. Not even remotely.

When I finally came out of the bathroom Derik was sitting on the bed with a worried expression. Forcing a smile I sat next to him. I got tucked into his side and rested my legs on top of his.

Being around him didn't over shadow the hollow feeling but it lessened it a bit, made everything seem more normal.

"Hey, how are you holding up?" He asked gently.

"I... don't know. I feel numb," I admitted.

"Why did you never tell me about Rosie?" He almost sounded hurt.

"I...I could hardly think about her. It hurt too much, I couldn't talk about her to myself nonetheless someone else. Besides it's not like you've ever told me all your deep dark secrets," I cleared my throat staring at his hand somehow gently clutched in mine.