Stillnotsure
Experienced
- Dec 18, 2018
- 245
I tightly squeezed my eyes shut. Tried to keep my breathing in check. Mentally screaming at myself. How could I be so STUPID! I learned better than this! How could I make this mistake!
She can smell fear.....
Its dark still. This is good. The sun hasn't yet begun to lighten the sky. Maybe there's still time. Maybe I can still fix this. Maybe I can try. I have to try!
She knows......... She's coming......
I am lying on my side. I can feel her cold yellow eyes on me. Lay still. Dont move one bit. Breathe slowly. She mustn't know.
She leans closer to my face. I can feel her breath.
She jumps over me. Behind my back. What is she doing? Did I fool her? Did I win? I cautiously creak one eye open. Its 4:30. I can't see her.
My first mistake had been rolling over. I did it in my sleep. Damn. Why did I have to roll over. The monster awoke immediately. She hadn't really been asleep. She had been waiting.
SUDDENLY! BAM! She lands directly in front of my face. She leans close. Did she see my eye open? STUPID!
I hear nothing.
Then....
"Mmmmmmmrrrrrooooowwwwwww?"
No! This isn't happening! She knows I'm awake!
My eyes still shut, holding on to one last hope that I can fool her.
BAM! She rams her hard skull under my chin. I hear her claws getting purchase on the sheets.
"MMMmmmrrrooowwww???" The creature asks? She is playing with me. But I know better.
Wham! Head butted again! Harder this time. She digs in and pushes hard, relentlessly! My head snaps back. I reach out and push her away.
This angers her.
"Nnnnooowwwwww!" She demands.
"No!" If I sound sure, maybe, just maybe she'll back down.
"NNNNOOOOWWWW!" She yells.
"No!" I try again, but my voice gives me away, quaking.
"MMMMMmmmmmmmm" she laments, softly. I know it means " you don't love me".
I sigh. But no, I must hold out! I open my eye again. 4:45........
Wham! Wham! Owww! Her skull is so hard! How can she push so hard against my head? Somethings gotta give! I can't take it!
I roll over.... turning my back to the pure white creature. HOW DARE I?
"NNNOOOWWW!" She venomously spits.
She jumps effortlessly, landing on my exposed side. Somehow she's willed herself to be suddenly heavier. All her weight concentrated on One inch square spots on my body. She knows where to stomp. She's done this before. She finds places where skin meets bone. Relentlessly stomping me! I shove her hard! she falls to the floor!
But wait! She's up again. I roll to my back! Trying to protect my chest. She's skilled though. She finds my vital tender points. I can't take the pain!
"Rrrroooowwwwww". I hear. Low.
I say a quick prayer for strength. I have to hold out.
One. Last. Time. Her skull expertly finds its mark, the underside of my chin. She digs in hard and rams my head back.
I'm beat. I'm defeated. I cannot win. All is lost. I open my eyes. 5:00.
Wait..... I did it? I won? Yes! I won! It's 5:00! I made it to 5:00!
"Okayyyyy" I whine. I sit up.
She bounds off the bed like a baby deer. My 10 pound tormentor. "Ikk, ikk ikk," she chirps.
She leads the way. Stopping at my bedroom door to ensure I'll follow. "Mmrrooww?" Drips off her tongue like sweet honey.
"I'm coming" I say.
"Purrrrrrr ikk, ikk, ikkk" she sweetly coos.
I follow her into the next room. She stands by her plate. I open a can of her expensive Patè.
"Meow" she sweetly says, her mouth full of food. All is forgiven.
I run my hand down her soft, downy fur. She really is softer than a bunny.
Today, I won the battle. Do not let her manipulate me into feeding her before 5:00... who knows? In a few months I may push it back successfully to 6:00. Wishful thinking. For every tiny battle I win, there is another lost.
This war is far from over.
She can smell fear.....
Its dark still. This is good. The sun hasn't yet begun to lighten the sky. Maybe there's still time. Maybe I can still fix this. Maybe I can try. I have to try!
She knows......... She's coming......
I am lying on my side. I can feel her cold yellow eyes on me. Lay still. Dont move one bit. Breathe slowly. She mustn't know.
She leans closer to my face. I can feel her breath.
She jumps over me. Behind my back. What is she doing? Did I fool her? Did I win? I cautiously creak one eye open. Its 4:30. I can't see her.
My first mistake had been rolling over. I did it in my sleep. Damn. Why did I have to roll over. The monster awoke immediately. She hadn't really been asleep. She had been waiting.
SUDDENLY! BAM! She lands directly in front of my face. She leans close. Did she see my eye open? STUPID!
I hear nothing.
Then....
"Mmmmmmmrrrrrooooowwwwwww?"
No! This isn't happening! She knows I'm awake!
My eyes still shut, holding on to one last hope that I can fool her.
BAM! She rams her hard skull under my chin. I hear her claws getting purchase on the sheets.
"MMMmmmrrrooowwww???" The creature asks? She is playing with me. But I know better.
Wham! Head butted again! Harder this time. She digs in and pushes hard, relentlessly! My head snaps back. I reach out and push her away.
This angers her.
"Nnnnooowwwwww!" She demands.
"No!" If I sound sure, maybe, just maybe she'll back down.
"NNNNOOOOWWWW!" She yells.
"No!" I try again, but my voice gives me away, quaking.
"MMMMMmmmmmmmm" she laments, softly. I know it means " you don't love me".
I sigh. But no, I must hold out! I open my eye again. 4:45........
Wham! Wham! Owww! Her skull is so hard! How can she push so hard against my head? Somethings gotta give! I can't take it!
I roll over.... turning my back to the pure white creature. HOW DARE I?
"NNNOOOWWW!" She venomously spits.
She jumps effortlessly, landing on my exposed side. Somehow she's willed herself to be suddenly heavier. All her weight concentrated on One inch square spots on my body. She knows where to stomp. She's done this before. She finds places where skin meets bone. Relentlessly stomping me! I shove her hard! she falls to the floor!
But wait! She's up again. I roll to my back! Trying to protect my chest. She's skilled though. She finds my vital tender points. I can't take the pain!
"Rrrroooowwwwww". I hear. Low.
I say a quick prayer for strength. I have to hold out.
One. Last. Time. Her skull expertly finds its mark, the underside of my chin. She digs in hard and rams my head back.
I'm beat. I'm defeated. I cannot win. All is lost. I open my eyes. 5:00.
Wait..... I did it? I won? Yes! I won! It's 5:00! I made it to 5:00!
"Okayyyyy" I whine. I sit up.
She bounds off the bed like a baby deer. My 10 pound tormentor. "Ikk, ikk ikk," she chirps.
She leads the way. Stopping at my bedroom door to ensure I'll follow. "Mmrrooww?" Drips off her tongue like sweet honey.
"I'm coming" I say.
"Purrrrrrr ikk, ikk, ikkk" she sweetly coos.
I follow her into the next room. She stands by her plate. I open a can of her expensive Patè.
"Meow" she sweetly says, her mouth full of food. All is forgiven.
I run my hand down her soft, downy fur. She really is softer than a bunny.
Today, I won the battle. Do not let her manipulate me into feeding her before 5:00... who knows? In a few months I may push it back successfully to 6:00. Wishful thinking. For every tiny battle I win, there is another lost.
This war is far from over.
