Last week, Peter dropped his cat off to me so I could watch it. So you must be thinking it's an easy job, right? Nope- not even close. It's been a week since the cat's arrival. For now, let's just say the cat could somehow be related to Ivan. I know I'm a coward and about anything can scare me, but hear me out- this cat is evil. For example the other day I was on the phone with Toris trying to discuss our fear of loud noises. The cat didn't like our idea. So the cat, deemed Tim (typical Peter), tried to murder my toes. My conversation with Toris was awkward and pointless. Every few seconds I would disrupt Toris with my sudden outbursts of pain. That went on for about ten minutes until Toris got angry.
"Raivis, if you didn't want to talk to me you should've ignored my call!" He had screamed in my ear.
I tried to say something but he hung up before I could explain. There's also the fact that it was I who had called him. That conversation is only part of the tedious things Tim has done to me. He's knocked down various pictures of Toris, Eduard, and I. I think he's purposely making eerie noises at night just so I can't sleep too! I don't even want to think about all of Tim's glares. Okay, okay I know this is a very unlikely Idea but maybe Tim is really Ivan's spy. Maybe Tim is Ivan and he was cursed by some witch doctor that he stole land from (this has happened before; Ivan was cursed with green skin).
Last night I was woken up by Tim. He was mewling for something. For a split second I thought it was kind of cute. That is, until he bit my nose. Tim bit it hard enough for it to bleed a bit. Wait, this story gets worse. I got up to go put a Band-Aid on my nose. While I was in the bathroom looking through the medicine cabinet I heard a loud thump. So in a panic I left the bathroom. To my disbelief I saw my bookshelf on the ground, with Tim lying on it. Tim had somehow managed to knock it down! At that point I knew that Tim was the devil. I ran to my bed and hid under the covers, I didn't sleep at all last night. Thank god Peter is coming today to take the devil back home.
"Hey Raivis! How's Ivan's cat?" As if on cue, peter popped out of nowhere. Although I am more worried about what he said.
"I- Ivan's? I thought Tim was yours!"
"I didn't tell you? Well, Ivan couldn't make it here to drop off Tim or pick him up when he got back from his trip. So, he asked me to pick the cat up from his house and bring it to you. I thought it was kinda strange how he had me pick Tim up but had you watch him." Peter has taken Tim from the floor and pushed money into my hand. "Well, bye-bye Raivis. See ya' later." Peter is now gone.
My head is swimming with questions and begging for answers, although I know I'll never get answers.
A.N=Well, sorry this is kind of short but it's my first story. Please write reviews! All kinds of advice are welcome! (I prefer constructive criticism, but hey- you can say whatever you want!) I also have a hard time transitioning between paragraphs(you might have noticed this). It's not perfect but I know I tried my best to entertain my readers. I think I changed between past tense and present tense a lot too, but it was the only way I could make it sound right.