Kitten (chapter 1)
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Maron is ten years old. Yesterday was her birthday. No one came, just like every other year. Only her daddy came, gave her a creditcard, told her to use it. No kids though. She's to rich to have friends. And not smart enough. She's never been smart enough for anything. Not her fault, perfection is but a dream.
For some though, its a reality.
"Daddy?"
"Daddy? Can I come play?"
No answer. She grabs a flashlight off its hook and slowly, careful not to stumble on the steep stairs, makes her way into the basement. 'Where dissappointments don't belong'. Loneliness took its toll and not even the threats of her father will keep her out. She promises herself to be brave. She lies.
She's teribbly freezing by the time she's half-way down. So cold. But she won't give up. Carefully, she continues on her way, almost stepping on a dislodged pipe, almost tripping and falling into the unknown. She doesn't even know how close she comes to death as she side-steps and goes on. A minute passes. Almost there.
Her footsteps echo off the floor as she reaches her destination. Everything is black and dead silent. Maron's little flashlight provides the only relief. She can't see much, not yet. But she doesn't need to. She can sence what she needs to know. She can sence his presence, just ahead of her.
"Chi-chan?"
Silence.
"Jushichi?" She knows he's there, watching her. Maron isn't a smart girl, but she's no idiot. Her father may think so, but she knows her playmate gives her more credit then that. Her only playmate, the only one left. Her property. She begged her daddy to leave him for her when the other one was taken away. Strangely, he complied.
Annoyed with the silence, Maron searches around for a lightswitch on a nearby wall. Its there. She turns it, smiling at her progress. The lights flicker for a moment, settling on a semi-dim orange glow. Heat lamps. Her daddy is so smart.
"Chi-chan?"
She spots him. Slumped over in the corner, knees pulled tightly into his form, harvesting whatever heat still remains in his nude body. Today's a bad day, a real bad day. She shouldn't have come down.
"Chi-chan!"
Tears welling up in her eyes, Maron rushes over to him. Her school-girl crush takes over and they fall, down her cheeks and soaking into her uniform. He makes no motion to aknowledge his presence but she knows he's glad she came. He's tough. Tougher then her, tougher then this place. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she lowers her face until her lips meet his partually open ones. Blue eyes link blue. She smiles once more.
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end of chapter 1
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Can you figure out who everyone is?
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Maron is ten years old. Yesterday was her birthday. No one came, just like every other year. Only her daddy came, gave her a creditcard, told her to use it. No kids though. She's to rich to have friends. And not smart enough. She's never been smart enough for anything. Not her fault, perfection is but a dream.
For some though, its a reality.
"Daddy?"
"Daddy? Can I come play?"
No answer. She grabs a flashlight off its hook and slowly, careful not to stumble on the steep stairs, makes her way into the basement. 'Where dissappointments don't belong'. Loneliness took its toll and not even the threats of her father will keep her out. She promises herself to be brave. She lies.
She's teribbly freezing by the time she's half-way down. So cold. But she won't give up. Carefully, she continues on her way, almost stepping on a dislodged pipe, almost tripping and falling into the unknown. She doesn't even know how close she comes to death as she side-steps and goes on. A minute passes. Almost there.
Her footsteps echo off the floor as she reaches her destination. Everything is black and dead silent. Maron's little flashlight provides the only relief. She can't see much, not yet. But she doesn't need to. She can sence what she needs to know. She can sence his presence, just ahead of her.
"Chi-chan?"
Silence.
"Jushichi?" She knows he's there, watching her. Maron isn't a smart girl, but she's no idiot. Her father may think so, but she knows her playmate gives her more credit then that. Her only playmate, the only one left. Her property. She begged her daddy to leave him for her when the other one was taken away. Strangely, he complied.
Annoyed with the silence, Maron searches around for a lightswitch on a nearby wall. Its there. She turns it, smiling at her progress. The lights flicker for a moment, settling on a semi-dim orange glow. Heat lamps. Her daddy is so smart.
"Chi-chan?"
She spots him. Slumped over in the corner, knees pulled tightly into his form, harvesting whatever heat still remains in his nude body. Today's a bad day, a real bad day. She shouldn't have come down.
"Chi-chan!"
Tears welling up in her eyes, Maron rushes over to him. Her school-girl crush takes over and they fall, down her cheeks and soaking into her uniform. He makes no motion to aknowledge his presence but she knows he's glad she came. He's tough. Tougher then her, tougher then this place. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she lowers her face until her lips meet his partually open ones. Blue eyes link blue. She smiles once more.
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end of chapter 1
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Can you figure out who everyone is?