Everything and Nothing

[Shanny.]

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3. Another one



“Well?” I asked.

“I was walking home from work, a few minutes after I denied Michael’s offer to take me home. I swear that guy never gives up trying! Anyway, I was walking home, as I said, and took a shortcut through that deserted alley and there were these huge guys who were smoking weed and stuff like that. Of course, being scared and all, I was about to turn around and take the long way, but just my luck, at the same moment they noticed me trying to run away.”

Rose’s P.O.V.

I turned away, trying to go as unnoticed as possible. I must’ve made some noise since one of them saw me and yelled “Hey! Look what we’ve got here.” As soon as he finished his sentence, my walking turned into a full sprint. Too bad that I was wearing high heels and I tripped, falling on the ground, in what I think (and hope) was just mud. ‘I’m finished.’ I thought as I felt one of them grabbing my hand and pulling me up roughly.

“Ow! Hey! Leave me alone you fat bastard!”

My heartbeat was going wild and I bet they could hear it.
The one that pulled me up, slammed me to the wall and they all made a circle around me. I was helpless. My purse was somewhere on the ground with my phone in it and any potentially weapon I could use against them. Oh, who am I kidding? How could I even put up with six guys that looked like they were on steroids?
As the greasy guy (the one that slammed me to the wall) kept me pinned there, another one, Smelly, started to pull my hair really hard.

“f**k! Don’t touch me, you fucking asshole!” I screamed at him.

“Ooh! We’ve got a dirty mouth here.” Smelly laughed.

“Just make her shut up already. We don’t need unwanted attention.” Another one jumped in the conversation.

“Okay.” As Smelly was about to slap his hand over my mouth, something black knocked him down.

“What the f-” Greasy started to say but was interrupted when the black thing jumped on him growling.

Looking better, I saw that it had a tail and it was a little bigger than a Doberman dog (which meant a lot).
The guys started running so fast, following Greasy and Smelly, whom, as soon as they realized what it was ran for their lives, screaming like little babies.
And they left me here…all alone…with what looked like a cat that suffered a genetic mutation. A freaking panther! What the hell was a panther doing in the middle of a city, for crying out loud?!

~End of Flashback~


Michelle’s P.O.V


“Only if that panther wasn’t just a panther.” Rose kept going with the story.

“You mean…” I interrupted, staring socked at her.

“Yes. That’s exactly what I mean. That panther was just like you. Half human half monster. Well, you know what I mean.”

“But…but…If…How?!” I was still too shocked to form a coherent phrase.

Rose sighed and closed her eyes. She suddenly looked very tired and seemed like she was showing ,-even if for just a few seconds-, her true age.

“ This is where Marcus gets in the picture.”

“What do you mean?” I was pretty much confused. I couldn’t comprehend what she was telling me. How could Marcus be related with this?

He was now facing me not saying anything, then he turned his eyes on Rose.

“I see. Well, I’ll explain. Didn’t you even wonder where the panther went? Why isn’t it here anymore, and instead, Marcus showed up out of the blue?”

She had a point there. How come I didn’t notice any of that? I feel kind of stupid now…Seeing that I was still a bit confused, (Hey! Not my fault that my head isn’t working as fast as everyone else!) , she decided to drop the bomb.

“Marcus is the panther.”

“Huh?!”

“As you heard. Marcus is the panther. Geez, Mish. Sometime you’re really slow.”

This time I turned to Marcus. “How is it possible?”

No answer. Why wasn’t he saying anything?

“What’s his problem? Is he like, mute or something?” This time I got an answer. He growled at me (Seriously!?)

“ Okay. So maybe he isn’t mute. But why isn’t he talking to me?” I asked Rose this time since I figured that the hottie wouldn’t answer me anyway.

The redhead sighed again and I felt kind of bad. I mean, here she is looking like some sort of caveman, tired and muddy, and I keep bombarding her with questions. I’m a horrible person…


Rose’s P.O.V


“Well, he doesn’t like being around people, especially strangers. Up until now I only got a few words out of him, myself. So don’t expect anything grand from him.” I explained, feeling kind of drained from my energy. I needed a hot shower and my bed. I’m not asking for much, right? Even this couch looks incredibly comfortable at the moment.

“Anyway, the point is…that he’s going to be staying at our place from now on. So be nice and behave.” I could tell by her face that she wanted to protest but I made her shut her mouth by frowning at her. I mean, couldn’t she suck it up for today? I feel, look and smell like crap! I don’t need her bragging right now. Trust me, I love this girl. I really do. But sometimes she is too curious for her sake. Couldn’t she keep her mouth closed just a few minutes? (I know, I know, I’m being a bitch. Can’t blame me. I’ve been through hell today!)

“ But where is he staying? “ See what I mean?

“ In the guests room, of course. There’s enough space. Now please show him around the place while I’m taking a very, very hot and relaxing bath.” I say getting up and leaving the room. Oh, it was going to be a very long bath.