" I can't eat my friend."
" If I was your friend and I died I'd want you to do something with my body."
"Yeah, bury you with a proper funeral. "
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Annabelle is gullible but not gullible enough to believe in the supernatural world Rain keeps...
" I don't like you," Annabelle said as she took a few steps back, making sure not to trip over something. Rain didn't respond instead he started plucking the birds feathers off. The last time Rain plucked a bird he spend 2 hours plucking the feathers off. The only difference between now and then, is that now he can smell the bird. And it's not a pleasing smell. " You know the bird might have a disease."
" But I'd be immune to it. " Rain answered looking at Annabelle with curiosity in his eyes. Did he just see tears in her eyes?
" Why would you be immune to it you're not special." Rain smirked at the false statement and kept on plucking the feathers off." Nobody's special." Annabelle said as she looked at the bird. "Not me a" " And definitely not you." Rain interrupted, finishing her sentence." I'm going to bed, I mean the tent." She said and she quickly snatched the knife from Rain. ' Now I am safe. You know what I'm not.'
" Can I trust you ?" " Trust me with everything but your heart." " Oh well, I don't mean to offend but I won't fall in love with you." " What! No. What I mean is don't ..." Rain looked at the bird and then at Annabelle. " have high hopes for me and Don't trust me spiritually, trust me halfway. One half with trust the other with something other than trust."
" Don't worry about that," Annabelle said as she headed towards the blue tent. Rain looked back at the bird and kept on plucking as Annabelle went to sleep. Rain kept on plucking, plucking, and plucking. Until all the feathers on the bird are gone.
He snapped his two fingers and he didn't have to worry about Annabelle waking up and seeing him. He snapped one of his fingers and disappeared.
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"The bird is ready!" Rain yelled as he snapped his fingers. He opened the tent and looked down only to see Annabelle's body covered sleeping on layers of blankets." Wake up." He yelled as he walked out of the tent.
" What !!" She yelled as she opened her eyes and frowned at him. He chuckled at the sound of her yelling and headed for the table. Where he had the bird placed on top of the salad.
Annabelle came out of the tent and noticed the food. While Rubbing her eyes, she came over and sat next to him. Without even looking at him once.
" Eat !" He said as he looked at her. " No !" " Why ?"
" I can't eat my friend." " If I was your friend and I died I'd want you to do something with my body.""Yeah, bury you with a proper funeral. "
" Yeah, bury me 6 feet underground with worms and ants and all kinds of bugs. Being underground where someone can walk over me. I'd rather die knowing that someone enjoyed eating me, than being left underground for ants and bugs to eat, until I turn into dust." He said as he looked at the bird meat in front of him. Annabelle was left speechless and confused.
" You're like a kid.." She said. Then after looking at the bird which no longer looked like a bird she picked up her half of the bird and held it up towards the sky.
" Hold your piece up." He looked at her and frowned as he picked his piece up.
" He was a great person. He was a funny kid. He could talk. He was my friend even though I only knew him for a minute............. Say something! " she yelled.
" oh yes, he was a great bird, a special bird." He said with a chuckle. " A special bird that will taste good." Annabelle quickly hit him on the shoulder and finally looked him in the eyes.
" We will miss you ." She said and put a piece in her mouth." It isn't bAd ." She said as she spits it out.
"Then eat more !"
" It's good and all but my feelings are not feeling good." " So ."
" My body is telling me it tastes good but my brain is saying that this is wrong."
" Well, shoot yourself ." He said and started eating. Annabelle got up and headed towards the tent." Goodnight, there's a sleeping bag next to mine if you ever go to bed."
He didn't even look up, the bird tasted so good to take his own off it would be like not eating. Annabelle always knew something was a little off about Rain but now she definitely knows something is wrong with him. He escaped from jail and eats humans were Annabelle's theory.
Half of that theory was wrong and half of it was right.
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