How we ended...
I couldn't move, but somehow I joined in. Mine was the heaviest with saddness.
Disclaimer: K, seriouasly? Is Andrew Loyd Webber a female? Didn't think so...
The next week...
"Daddy! I want Teazer to tuck me in! She always tells me a story! Jemima cried. "Where is shhse? Why did she leave me and Cettie and you and Jerrie?" How am I supposed to tell her that her UNCLE – I mean, seriously! - kit-napped her sister? Why do I have always have to do these things? It would be so much easier if they had a mother. I wish Jaycelle hadn't been murdered by my brother. I don't think I will ever forgive him for that.
"Well, sweetie, um...Teazer went on one of her heists...and...um...well, a family of pets (humans) took her in and she has to go through the routine." Yes! That means she will not be home for a while.
"Goodnight sweetie. I love you." I told my daughter.
"Daddy, can you sing me the song Teazer taught me?" My eyes teared up. I didn't know Teazer knew her mothers song. How can she remember that?
"Not tonight Jemima. Goodnight." I walked out of her room and drew the curtain shut. Once my eyes dried, I went to go my part of the den.
Midnight...
I heard the curtain hiding my part of the den open up.
"Daddy?" It was my little Jem. "I can't sleep. Can I snuggle with you?"
"Sure honey." I answered groggily. I felt a warm little bundle of fur snuggle up to me.
"Moonlight, turn your face to the moonlight." I heard Jemima sing tiredly. I felt my eyes tearing up again.
"Let your memory lead you...open up enter in." I sang the next part.
"If you find there the meaning of what happiness is..." That part we sang together. I heard Jem's voice fade as she fell asleep.
"Then a new life, will begin." I ended alone. I heard Jem snoring softly next to me as I cryed myself to sleep, missing my mate and my daughter.
Ohhh...why does my head hurt so bad? Then the memories from last night came flooding back. Oh, the beatings. They hurt sooooo bad... I should get up and figure out how to get out of here. I moaned and tried sitting up on my hind paws. As soon as I got up I felt two paws on my shoulders pushing me back.
"No. You are going to sit here and rest." A calm and sincere queen said, keeping a firm grip on my shoulders.
"Who the hell are you?" I growled at her.
"My name is Demeter."
"Let me go Demeter! Why are you even in this place?" I asked, my teeth bared.
"My father is Anvantio. He was Malco's enemy. One day, he killed my father and tried to kill my mother, but she ran away to...somewhere with my little sister, Jaycelle." Jaycelle? They can't mean, my mother? "Malco found my and my older sister and gave us as a...gift, to say...to his son, Macavity. We have been here ever since." She looked into the corner of the cell and I saw a crimson red cat lying in the corner, breathing slowly. "That's my big sister, Bombalarina. She was the one that saw our father get murdered and told my mom to run with Jaycelle. I wonder if Jaycelle is safe."
"Jaycelle is dead. She was murdered by Macavity." My voice was cold and hard. I saw her eyes tear up and I couldn't look at her anymore.
"How do you know?" She asked, her voice choked with tears.
"She was my mother."