Out of My World
AN: I've posted this once before, and it didn't get all that many reviews, so I added a few lines, and edited a second time and this is what I came up with. Rated R for language but it might change to NC-17 later on. So enjoy.
Chapter One
Demeter sat behind a pile of junk, just large enough to hide her from view. The moon reflected off her raven black fur, her green eyes were wet, tears trailing down her face. It was just so unfair! Demeter would never be able to fully trust a tom. And if you don't trust someone, how can you love them? Demeter's lips' pulled back in a silent snarl, her pointed, white teeth glistening in the moonlight. It was all HIS fault! If he hadn't . . .
"Demi? Demi, 's that you? Wot 'er you doin' out 'ere so late 't night?" Demeter spun around, hissing furiously. Mungojerrie quickly took note of the tears streaming down her cheeks, and the rage held deep within her eyes.
"Leave me alone." She sibilated, then turned her back to him. Jerrie edged closer. He could see her shoulders' shaking as she tried to obscure her tears. He slowly moved and sat beside her. Cautiously he put a hand on her shoulder. She sobbed once. Jerrie placed his hands on her shoulders' and turned her so she was facing him.
"Talk 'ta me Dem." Demeter began to bawl. Mungojerrie pulled her closer to him and let her cry on his shoulder. When she finally regained some composer, she spoke quickly, her voice choked by pain, hiccups disrupting her words.
"It's not *hiccup* fair! He took aw*hiccup*ay any chance I *hiccup* had!"
"'Ey, calm down Dem. Take deep breaths' aye?" Demeter nodded and did what he had suggested. Soon her hiccups stopped. "Now, ya wan't 'ta try that again?" Demeter nodded, took a deep breath and started to speak.
"You know what Macavity did to me when I was a kitten, don't you? I know you do. You were there. Well, I've always been terrified of toms ever since. I'm afraid that if I let them get to close, they might turn out to be just as bad as Macavity was. And, well . . . Yesterday I found Munkustrap with . . . with my sister!" The tears began to fall again. Mungojerrie's mouth opened, then closed. He pulled Demeter closer to him, his eyes blazing with fury. How could Munkustrap do that to her?!?!
"Why'd 'e do it Dem?"
'He, he said that, that I was a, a freak. That I was a stuck up little brat, who thought I was too good for anyone. And Bomba . . . BOMBA AGREED WITH HIM! She said that I had got what I wanted from Macavity. That, that I had wanted him to, to take advantage of me."
"Aw, now isn't this cute!" Mungo and Demeter both looked up, startled. Bombalurina was lounging lazily against an old pipe. "But Demi dearest, that's not what I said! I said that you were jealous of me. Which you were, and still are for that fact. I said you wanted Macavity to fuck your brains out! You jealous little slut!" Jerrie's eyes widened in shock. He had never heard Bombalurina say even the smallest thing against her sister. She had always been her protector. She's always threatened anyone within in an inch of their lives if they insulted her baby sister. She . . . Jerrie's thoughts trailed off as he saw someone moving in the shadows. Munkustrap! Munku ambled over and put his arm around Bombalurina's waist.
"Please don't tell me you're trying to reason with the little bitch love." He purred into Bomba's ear. Bomba flashed him a sexy smile.
"Actually I haven't gotten there yet." Bombalurina replied, stepping toward Demeter who moved closer into Jerrie's embrace. Jerrie growled deep in his throat, too enraged to do anything but spit. And he did it. He spit right into the red queens smiling face. Munkustrap started toward Jerrie, but Bomba stopped him, her smile falling, revealing hatred. "I see the whore has a new knight in shining armor!" Bombalurina lashed out at Jerrie, catching him with a blow to the side of the head. Jerrie didn't even flinch. When Bomba saw she would get no where with Jerrie she turned to her sister. "As I said 'lil sis, I haven't gotten to the reasoning yet. I believe it's about time, don't you?" Demeter remained silent. Bombalurina snorted. "Here's my proposition princess. You leave the junkyard, and if you ever come back, I'll hunt you down and kill you!" Demeter was shuddering violently in Mungo's arms, her face buried in his chest fur. He could feel her hot tears coursing down his coat. "Run princess. Run. Run." Bombalurina giggled. Demeter let out a heart wenching scream, ripped herself from Jerrie's arms and fled. Jerrie turned toward Bomba.
"I 'ope you burn in 'ell witch!" He hissed, then took off after Demeter.
AN: I've posted this once before, and it didn't get all that many reviews, so I added a few lines, and edited a second time and this is what I came up with. Rated R for language but it might change to NC-17 later on. So enjoy.
Chapter One
Demeter sat behind a pile of junk, just large enough to hide her from view. The moon reflected off her raven black fur, her green eyes were wet, tears trailing down her face. It was just so unfair! Demeter would never be able to fully trust a tom. And if you don't trust someone, how can you love them? Demeter's lips' pulled back in a silent snarl, her pointed, white teeth glistening in the moonlight. It was all HIS fault! If he hadn't . . .
"Demi? Demi, 's that you? Wot 'er you doin' out 'ere so late 't night?" Demeter spun around, hissing furiously. Mungojerrie quickly took note of the tears streaming down her cheeks, and the rage held deep within her eyes.
"Leave me alone." She sibilated, then turned her back to him. Jerrie edged closer. He could see her shoulders' shaking as she tried to obscure her tears. He slowly moved and sat beside her. Cautiously he put a hand on her shoulder. She sobbed once. Jerrie placed his hands on her shoulders' and turned her so she was facing him.
"Talk 'ta me Dem." Demeter began to bawl. Mungojerrie pulled her closer to him and let her cry on his shoulder. When she finally regained some composer, she spoke quickly, her voice choked by pain, hiccups disrupting her words.
"It's not *hiccup* fair! He took aw*hiccup*ay any chance I *hiccup* had!"
"'Ey, calm down Dem. Take deep breaths' aye?" Demeter nodded and did what he had suggested. Soon her hiccups stopped. "Now, ya wan't 'ta try that again?" Demeter nodded, took a deep breath and started to speak.
"You know what Macavity did to me when I was a kitten, don't you? I know you do. You were there. Well, I've always been terrified of toms ever since. I'm afraid that if I let them get to close, they might turn out to be just as bad as Macavity was. And, well . . . Yesterday I found Munkustrap with . . . with my sister!" The tears began to fall again. Mungojerrie's mouth opened, then closed. He pulled Demeter closer to him, his eyes blazing with fury. How could Munkustrap do that to her?!?!
"Why'd 'e do it Dem?"
'He, he said that, that I was a, a freak. That I was a stuck up little brat, who thought I was too good for anyone. And Bomba . . . BOMBA AGREED WITH HIM! She said that I had got what I wanted from Macavity. That, that I had wanted him to, to take advantage of me."
"Aw, now isn't this cute!" Mungo and Demeter both looked up, startled. Bombalurina was lounging lazily against an old pipe. "But Demi dearest, that's not what I said! I said that you were jealous of me. Which you were, and still are for that fact. I said you wanted Macavity to fuck your brains out! You jealous little slut!" Jerrie's eyes widened in shock. He had never heard Bombalurina say even the smallest thing against her sister. She had always been her protector. She's always threatened anyone within in an inch of their lives if they insulted her baby sister. She . . . Jerrie's thoughts trailed off as he saw someone moving in the shadows. Munkustrap! Munku ambled over and put his arm around Bombalurina's waist.
"Please don't tell me you're trying to reason with the little bitch love." He purred into Bomba's ear. Bomba flashed him a sexy smile.
"Actually I haven't gotten there yet." Bombalurina replied, stepping toward Demeter who moved closer into Jerrie's embrace. Jerrie growled deep in his throat, too enraged to do anything but spit. And he did it. He spit right into the red queens smiling face. Munkustrap started toward Jerrie, but Bomba stopped him, her smile falling, revealing hatred. "I see the whore has a new knight in shining armor!" Bombalurina lashed out at Jerrie, catching him with a blow to the side of the head. Jerrie didn't even flinch. When Bomba saw she would get no where with Jerrie she turned to her sister. "As I said 'lil sis, I haven't gotten to the reasoning yet. I believe it's about time, don't you?" Demeter remained silent. Bombalurina snorted. "Here's my proposition princess. You leave the junkyard, and if you ever come back, I'll hunt you down and kill you!" Demeter was shuddering violently in Mungo's arms, her face buried in his chest fur. He could feel her hot tears coursing down his coat. "Run princess. Run. Run." Bombalurina giggled. Demeter let out a heart wenching scream, ripped herself from Jerrie's arms and fled. Jerrie turned toward Bomba.
"I 'ope you burn in 'ell witch!" He hissed, then took off after Demeter.