Scared to live

Bad dream.

"Ah hh, huh."
I woke up, to see it was only fat nuggets.
I picked up fat nuggets and held him close. Thinking to myself "I was so scared for you little guy, I'm glad that's past now." I'm scared for you now, what if just anyone did that to you that I couldn't cope, I could never....do that again.
Fat nuggets looked up seeing me drop a couple tears. He looked up to my face and started sniffing me with wet nose on my own, and it sure tickled
"Haha, okay okay I'm up little guy, I'll feed you." I climbed out of bed holding fat nuggets close to me and walked to the kitchen. I placed my little nugget down, grabbed the food out the high cupboard. Fat nuggets started running around me in circles, squealing with joy.

I said with a little laugh and poured his food "okay calm down, breakfast is served." Piggie just started eating his way through, I was afraid he'd eat both food then the bowl the way he eats. I'm glad though that he came down here with me, I don't know what I'd do without him. So, after feeding piggie I had to get myself an espresso after that horrid dream.

I walked around the island to start the kettle and wait. turned one second and feel a tap on my foot, looking to see nuggets, he pushed his bowl with his nose. And I said "your a pig, but your a cutie though sweetie." He pushed the bowl towards the bag set on the floor, and waited for me to pour. "Last one, okay, no matter how cute you are." The kettle clicked telling it was ready. Took my favourite pink and white ringed mug and filled with mint flav expresso.
I sipped my drink once, then watch nuggets fasting through his food.

I then heard noise outside, looking down from my apartment I saw three man stabbing down the paper boy, I can't believe how often they hang around just to stab paperboys, and that's the fifth one this week. Guess people have nothing better to do,wait till the weekend comes around, but it's like they say "what goes around, comes around." Then there was three banks being robbed, three miles apart from each other, another apartment building with people being hunted by hellhounds, and finally another habitat was being sunk, turns out theirs alway something new happening. Now that my warm up cup was finished, it was pill time. I had to take these day to day twice a day Evan though my dream explained my death enough. There were antidepressants I had to take as well as ones to control my hunger-pills to keep this body flawless. To bad they never made a pill to stunt sex addicts from taking over the fucking world.

Anyway, now that I finished my morning prescribe, it was time to go down to the lobby.
Charli the hotel owner had been down a whole day, after her interview crashed due to that bitch Katie killjoy, caused her too have a fallout and have her retreat to her room. That was the last I saw her yesterday.

So after cleaning my face and getting dressed I proceeded to the front door and leave.
Until I heard a tug on my boot.
Too see piggy pulling, he didn't want me to leave. He never liked it when I left.
I think he still has nightmares himself from what happened before we came to hell. I don't blame the little guy.
"I've gotta go sweetie, don't worry I'll be back soon, bye bye."
Whenever I leave, he always waits there for me to return every time. That pig adores me, and I adore him.

Always...always.

This one I've done may be a little underwritten.
But I wanted to get through where they take place in hell quick, keep following me to read more! P.S. Leave a comment