"Helena,"Barbara says as she takes of her glasses.
"Yeah?" I question, watching the tv.
"I don't want to be with you any more."
"What! What do you mean? Please don't. Please. Please don't leave me." I fall to my knees, tears streaming down my face and the tv forgotten. "I'll do anything! Anything! Just please don't leave me. I need you." I crawl to Barbra and hug her waist, shaking with tears. Yet Barbara's unaffected and she pulls my arms from around her waist.
"Get out Helena and don't come back. I don't love you. I've never loved you. I only played along because i thought this was going to last a month and than you'd just get bored of me. Now get out and don't come back." Barbara says pushing the crying me off of her and leaving the room.
The pain. She didn't actually love me. She never loved me at all. Barbara was just playing me. Always playing me like something she controlled. It felt like my heart was being pulled out of me and the barriers i kept to keep my feral side calm was gone. There was no point. No point if she had left me. My friend and my partner who always pulled me back together, had left me. The tears stopped leaving an empty hole inside. A hole where my heart was. With no one left who cared about me, I let her out because she cares about me, my feral side. The one who has always been there no matter what. My canines lengthened, my ears grew more pointed and my eyes went into the slits of a cat. She wanted me gone and thats what she'd get. But when i'm back she won't even recognise me. I lift myself off of the floor feeling all that power in my muscles and jumped off the balcony, easily jumping over five roofs without even trying. This is my life now.
A Life where i'm the predator and your the prey.
