so in order to keep myself from relapsing, I wrote. Like 'got to keep myself occupied or I will end up in my old life and die' writing frenzy. I have updates to all my stories and I wrote out some new stuff yea! I might not post it all at once but eh here we go- this writing is part of the frenzy so I rewrite it when my head is on straight
Trigger warning for hurt animal - which mean friend Soren, do NOT read this one
Levi POV
Cold. Cold. So fucking cold. I can't turn back. Why can't I turn back? I- I have to turn back. I've got to get to hospital!
I limped around on my hurt paw, barely putting pressure on it. I wasn't too concerned about it, though, because there was a much worse injury on my back. Hot blood dripped down my back and I couldn't help but meow with pain. I had to turn back human so I could fix myself. This body didn't have that much blood in it. It would be oh so easy for me to slip away into death at this rate.
Gotta turn back. Gotta turn back. My human body has more blood and can withstand much more. Can go to the hospital if I'm human!
I swayed uneasily on my paws. The edges of things were all black and fuzzy now. I tried to turn back, focusing all my energy onto it. I pictured my human form, all five foot three inches of it. I felt the familiar tingle of change, but then it curled and died in my bones.
Fuck. Why can't I change? Why! Is it – Oh god, is it because I'm dying? I'm dying!
"Meow!" I tried to scream for help but all my voice could make was these damn meows. "Meow! Meow!"
I dragged myself to the nearest house, trying to make it to the porch, but ending up in the driveway. I collapsed on my side, wincing at all the pain that that action caused me. I couldn't stay on my paws any longer, though.
At least it can't get any worse.
I heard the resounding crack of thunder before the clouds burst open, dumping my mortal enemy onto my already tortured body. Talk about insult to injury.
Fuck water and fuck life and fuck that dog who chased me and made me get hurt. Fuck everyone and everything.
Each cold raindrop that fell on my blood matted black fur felt like an icy stab. I couldn't even meow in pain as more blood left my body, leaving me even weaker.
Maybe…I could just fall asleep. I wonder what waits for me on the other side. Hopefully I'll arrive in my human form and finally shed this bloody black fur. Hopefully, it'll be dry there, too. Only water would be for drinking, cooking, and cleaning…Yes. Heaven.
In between cracks of thunder, I heard a voice.
"Yeah, Armin, I know it's raining, but I need to go to the store. I forgot to get- Holy shit!" A sweet voice sounded.
Was that an angel? I never thought I'd get into heaven. Man, I didn't know angels cursed. Good. I wasn't about to give up my shit jokes.
"Armin? I think I just found, like, a dead skunk or something." They paused. "It doesn't have any white on it, though."
Rude. I am a beautiful, sleek black cat. Not a fucking skunk. I summoned up a small meow and told them to go fuck themself.
"Oh shit, Armin, man, it meowed. It's a kitty. Armin, it's a live kitty. What do I do? It's raining. There's blood all around it." They paused. "It's just in the middle of the fucking driveway, Armin! Help me! I don't want a dead kitty on my hands!"
Wait. Was this person going to help me? They better fucking hurry.
"Okay, kitty, hang on!" Their footsteps ran away from me and I heard a door open. So much for help. Leave me to die all alone, fuck you. At least hold my paw or something. I wonder if I would turn into a human again when I died, or I would stay in cat form. That would be fucking funny if I changed back. That person come back out and a dead guy, just naked and curled up in their driveway. Hahahaha. God, just fucking make the pain stop.
I heard their footsteps come back to me and then there was the hesitant touch of something soft. They picked me up with the soft thing, wrapping it around my limp body. The pain exploded in my bones and I meowed softly.
"I know, I know. I'm gonna get you help. I promise, little kitten."
Ugh. First of all, no, brat, no you don't know how badly I'm hurting. Second of all, I'm a grown ass male cat. Not a fucking kitten. Third of all, if you jostle my body one more time with your running, I will come back as a cat ghost and claw your eyes out.
I heard the familiar opening of a car door and then the rain stopped. I felt him slip me into a seat before the slamming of the door came through me.
Ugh. My ears are sensitive, brat. Stop being loud. I'm dying. Hold my paw and be quiet. I'll never make it to your help.
They opened up the car door on the other side and slammed it shut again. Yep. Definitely going to haunt your ass. The car started up, sending some rumbles through me. I felt it start moving before I finally passed out.
…
When I awoke, I wasn't in a heaven of only useful water and cursing angels. I was in a cage. I was in a cold, metal cage with only a thin, piss poor excuse for a blanket under me. I stretched my paws out in front of me, feeling the restriction of the bandages on my back. Ugh. I looked around at the shiny metal of my tiny box and flashbacks of the pound I accidently ended up in once came back through me. I was in a god damn pound.
"Meow! Meow! Meow! Meow!" I called, cursing violently, even though my voice wouldn't cooperated.
"Uh oh. Looks like someone is awake." A voice cooed to me through the bars. I tilted my head up to look at them. They looked almost excited to see me awake. "Let's just take a look."
The bars of my cage opened and they picked me up.
Stop. Who gave you permission to touch me? Stop handling me!
I meowed up a storm, feeling significantly stronger.
"Hush, baby." They set me on a metal table, and I didn't like the way it felt on my paws. "Let mama Krista take care of you."
I looked around as she started to peek underneath my bandages on my back. Medical supplies with pictures of dogs and cats and other animals were everywhere. So, I was in a vet. That explains why I'm fucking alive. I braced myself, waiting for the bandages to pull on my fur, but they didn't. Oh god. Does that mean I'm bald? Did they shave me?
"Meooowww!" I called to her. Fucking tell me if you cut my fur!
"Clotting looks good. I'll just call your daddy and tell him you're awake." She started rubbing on my head. My daddy? Fuck me, who was that? I never knew my real father, and Kenny fucking Ackerman was a piece of shit. Oh no. Did she mean my 'daddy'? Oh shit.
"Meow!" I bitched at her. Damn it, Krista! I left my ex-boyfriend for a reason! Don't start drama, you- Oh, sweet fuck. That's the fucking spot. Ohhhhhh, yesss! Puuuuuuurrrrr.
She tucked her fingers underneath my chin and rubbed me into bliss. I stretched out my neck for her, letting her pet me. My purrs started getting louder and louder, making her giggle.
"I'll call your daddy now." She pulled her fingers away and I felt so disappointed. Damn it. She walked over to a stack of files and pulled out one, flipping it open. She brought it with her as she walked to the phone, punching in a number. "Hi, Eren."
Eren? I never fucked a man named Eren. Certainly didn't call him daddy. Well… maybe I did. I drink a little too much sometimes in my human form. Maybe he was the one with the daddy kink that bent over that bar stool in the back of Sniffin' Mike's. I never did learn his name. Good times. Good times.
"Your kitty is awake now. Yeah, he's doing well. He's strong and really mouthy. His cut looks great. He's actually going to be good to pick up soon. When can you- Oh? Tonight? Sure. Come by any time before closing time to pick up- Um? About his name…you know he's a male cat right?" Krista paused.
Oh shit. Eren must be that person that dropped me off here. He had to check me in with a name and fuck help him if he gave me a girl cat name.
"Alright…Well…Come by any time before closing! Bye, Eren!" Krista hung up the phone before putting down the file and coming back over to me.
"Well, your daddy sounds nice. He'll be hear soon." She stroked me sweetly. "I'm not supposed to just give these out willy nilly, but I think you should have one." She let go of me and pulled out a treat before setting it in front of me. One sniff and I knew what it was. Ah. Yes. Motherfucking Cat Nip. I eagerly gobbled up the treat before she set me back in my cage.
I was slumped out in a sweet, sweet relaxation for the rest of my stay at the vet. Fuck me. I love this shit. I had about ten bags of it under my bed at home. After a hard day, I just laid out a pile of it, changed into my cat form and rolled around in it for a while until I fell into a blissful sleep. I always woke up as a human in mess. Worth it, though.
"Hey baby, how you doing?" Krista came back to me with a cat carrier in one hand. Looked brand new, too. It still had the stickers on it and everything.
I'm doing fuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkinnng great. What do I got to do to get some more of that catnip?
"Daddy is here!"
He bring catnip?
Krista set the carrier on the table and opened my cage, setting me on the table in front of me. "Be a good baby and hop on in there for me." She swung open the door. I didn't really want to get in a carrier, but I was still hurt, and Eren could be useful. I walked into the carrier after sniffing around at the blanket laid in it. Brand new carrier and a brand new blanket. I could get used to this.
"How about one for the road?" Krista giggled, sneaking another catnip treat onto my blanket.
Krista. You are speaking my motherfucking language girl.
I ate the treat, laying down on my soft blanket and letting the catnip work its magic. I didn't even notice when she handed me off to someone else.
"Thanks, Krista. You're a life-saver. Literally. I think she- er, he – would have died without you." The familiar voice, Eren said.
"When you named the sweet baby, you knew he was a boy cat, right?"
"Yeah, of course." He laughed awkwardly and if I wasn't in such a conked out state, I would have rolled my eyes. He was obviously lying.
"Alrightie, bring the baby back in a couple days for a check-up." Krista smiled and took care of business with Eren. He said bye to her and walked out to the car, jostling me in the carrier. I meowed protest.
"It's okay. I'll have you home soon." He opened the door and set me in the floor of the backseat. Ugh. It was a bumpy ride, and I only made it through it without bitching at Eren because of the catnip. God. I just wanted to be home. I hoped that once I got strong enough to change back, he would leave me alone long enough for me to steal some clothes and get out.
"Alright, uh, damn I gotta change your name. I can't call you Miss Puss anymore." He said as he stopped the car.
What. The. Fuck. Did. He. Say.
"Meow! Meow! Meow!" You awful brat! My name is what.
"Hush, Miss Puss. We're home now." Eren brought me inside as I cussed him out in meows. I tried to look around through the bars of my carrier, but the room was jiggling around too much. He carried me through some doors and set me on what I assumed was his bed. He opened the carrier and I padded out on the soft bedspread. Deep, rich, fuck me red bedspread.
"You can sleep on the bed, Miss Puss."
I turned to him, a bitchy meow on my tongue, and my breath caught. My ears perked up and my tail slowly rose. Yes. He was kneeling next to the bed, his arms folded on the bed and his head on his arms. Big, bright green eyes were looking at me. Messy chocolate brown hair and full pink lips. Mmmmmmmm…My whiskers twitched. He reached out a tan hand and rubbed on me. I purred for him, thinking about him rubbing on me in my human form, too.
"I got some catnip and tuna for you, if you want some."
I might stay with Eren for a bit longer than absolutely necessary.
