Well, this chapter certainly made me not like Macavity. Anyways, hope ya'll enjoy :)
All night images of Macavity filled Misto's head. No matter how hard he tried to block his mind or do breathing exercises, Macavity never went away. His voice was always there, never letting Misto think about something else.
"Look at yourself in the mirror," Macavity ordered. Misto walked to a small compact mirror that he and Tugger possessed.
"Now what?" Misto asked tiredly.
"Get a good look at yourself. Remember the bad things you did? You were one of my henchcats. You decieved the tribe and used catnip. You lied to your so - called 'family' and ran away. You're worthless. You are nothing. Did you actually think my brother cared about you?"
Misto glanced at Tugger, who was outside dancing for his fan club. "He does care for me."
"You're lying to yourself, Mistoffelees," Macavity spat. "He never cared about you. If he really did, he wouldn't be outside with those queens."
"I know he does!" Misto said angrily. "You're just messing with my head!"
Macavity smirked. "Oh really, you think so? Then explain to me why he's not around very much."
"Because I don't need him to worry over me."
"Those are all lies, can't you see that? He's staying away because he doesn't love you."
Misto glanced once more over to his mate. Was Macavity right? "No," Misto denied. "He does love me."
"One day Misto you'll see that I was right." With that, Macavity disappeared, and Tugger walked in the den. Tugger could tell from Misto's quiet behavior that Macavity was just there. He opened his arms and Misto fell into the embrace, burying his face in the mane. It was nighttime by then and Misto was exhausted from the Hidden Paw's mind games. He never breathed a word of what Macavity said to him to Tugger, and he wanted it that way.
Misto woke up early the next morning and decided enough was enough; Macavity had given him another nightmare. He managed to escape from Tugger's warm grasp and silently walked to the couch. He conjured up a piece of paper and a pen. He sat down an wrote his goodbye letter to the one tom he had ever loved before slipping out the front door.
Tugger stirred in his sleep. He sat up and gave a big yawn. He noticed that his mate's side of the bed was mysteriously empty.
"Misto?" He called out. No reply. "Maybe he's outside," Tugger thought. He got up to groom his mane before heading out. As he was about to head out the door, a white piece of paper tacked to the wall caught his eye. He walked over and pulled down the note.
Tugger, the note started. Tugger realized it was Misto's elegant handwriting.
Thank you for always being there for me. I know we've had some trouble and a few rough patches here and there, but I know that we still loved each other. I have never met a tom like you. You are truly my best friend. I decided now that I'm done putting you and everyone else through my pain. Yesterday was the last time you'll ever see me. Promise me one thing Tugger: please don't ever forget me.
Goodbye Tugger. I love you,
Mistoffelees
Tugger's heart dropped and his whole world froze. The paper floated to the ground and sat at Tugger's feet. His paws began shaking like mad and he ran out the door.
"Munk! Munkustrap!" He yelled. The Jellicle Protector took one look at his panicking brother and hopped off the TSE-1 car.
"Tugger? What's going on?"
"It's Misto! He's gone!"
"Gone where?"
"Tugger! Munk!" The two brothers turned to see the twin mystic cats, Tantomile and Coricopat, running towards them. "We saw Misto!"
Tugger held Cori up against a pile of junk with a firm grasp. "Where is he?" He growled.
"We saw him write that note!" Cori gasped. "We don't know what he's planning to do. He's going to the Tower Bridge!"
Suddenly, Tanto collapsed to the ground with a faraway look. Tugger looked at Cori (who was still in his grasp) had the same look. "Falling. Falling down from a huge heighth. Plunging into water." They said in unison.
Tugger released Cori from his grip as the realization hit him. Cori fell to the ground and quickly ran to his sister's side. He turned to face the three cats. "He's going to commit suicide."
Sorry! I know it's short :(