{"sf1_id":85109,"sf2_id":"ZmMEAY4m","title":"Friends? or more?","author":"Ephemeral_Dreams","words":1143,"posted_at":"2009-04-25T19:04:00.000Z","tags":["Canine","Death","Depression","Dragon","Harsh","Kissing","M/M","Tragedy"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/85109-friends-or-more","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmMEAY4m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/76/fc/76fc2bc6-65b9-4744-a1ff-30b8fa56de2e","description":"#3 of Struggle","content":"* * *\n  \nPrax waves bye to the disappearing car, Happy because Zack didn't freak out, but worried that he would tell someone tomorrow.  \n  \n‘god he's so ....hot........ His teal scales are so shiny......'  \n  \nPrax's fantasy is ruined immediately by the sound of a slamming door.  \n  \n\"Where have you been? Do you know how much time you've wasted?\"  \n  \nSaid the black-colored wolf as she came out the door.  \n  \n\"Mom I.....\"  \n  \n\"? What's this? Were you beat up again you weak piece of shit?  \nyou are a SHAME to be a WOLF! \"  \n  \n\"I come home bleeding.... And that's ALL you can say to me...? \"  \n  \n\"What more do you want Faggot, that you shouldn't have been born? That wolves usually BEAT PEOPLE UP? Not get BEAT UP!? \"  \n  \n\"I HATE YOU! YOU DON'T EVEN LOVE ME! WHY DID YOU ADOPT ME IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO!?\"  \nPrax was sobbing and leaning against the wall, baring having the energy to yell.  \n  \n\"Well I didn't have a choice did I? Your father thought living alone was boring.\"  \n  \nPrax couldn't find any words to say. They had adopted him not out of love, but out of boredom... He'd always thought that deep down, they loved him.  \nHe had thought that SOMEONE had loved him......  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Prax ran sobbing, even as his fractured arm sent needles of pain, and his abused body protested, He just ran down the street, hoping to get run over by a car......for someone to take him away from here...  \n\n* * *\n  \nZack is helping his mom around the house, carrying laundry up and down for his family of 5: His younger brother Chris (Freshman), older brother (Senior) Cody and his parents.  \n  \n\"Zack, could you run to the store and get milk? We've run out!!\"  \n  \n\"Sure dad!\"  \n  \nZack walked to his car and started it up, soft melody emanating from his stereo.  \n  \n-10 minutes later-  \n  \nZack was humming when he saw a figure running awkwardly into the road, seemingly drunk.  \n  \nZack had to slam on the brakes in the road, which began to rain slightly, barely stopping in front of the fur.  \n  \n\"Hey Watch where yo.\"  \n  \n\".... Prax? Wh. What are you doing out here?\"  \n  \n\"........ Zack......?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah it's Me! Why are you out here, running in the road.?\"  \n  \n\"I.....I couldn't...\"  \nPrax did not continue, and fell onto the car, panting and crying at the same time.  \n  \n\"Hey, are you OK? What the...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I...... I'm fine... I just need to get away from here....\"  \n  \n\"What do you....mean??? Get away from where?\"  \n  \n\"From m.....hou...\" Prax sighs as he faints on Zack's car, his previous beatings (mental and physical) taking over him.  \n  \nZack stood there bewildered for five minutes before rain got heavier and woke him from his trance.  \n  \n\"Shit...... what do I do now.\"  \n  \nNot knowing what else, Zack put Prax in the car and took him home.  \n\n* * *\n  \nZack's mom screamed as she saw Zack walk in the house with a slim Wolf in his arms.  \n  \n\"Zack! O my god what happened?\"  \n  \n\"I.. met him at school today, he was getting beat up, so I helped him... and dropped him off.\"  \n  \n\"then why is he here?\"  \n  \n\"he... was running and ran in front of my car... and fainted.\"  \n  \n\"Nevermind, let's get him in the your bedroom. CHRIS get some blankets!!!\"  \n  \nZack and his mom frantically paced to the bedroom, and Zack laid Prax down o the bed, looking like a wet puppy.  \n  \n\"he looks drenched...... and he has bruises all over his face.....\"  \n  \n\"Zack, go see if we have any dry clothes for him\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Zack blushed as he sized Prax up, and ran to his room, fetching some of his old clothes as Prax was smaller than him.  \n  \n\"Here mom...I think these may fit him.\"  \n  \n\"Oh good, you put those on him while I go fetch some towels, he's burning up\"  \n  \nSaid Zack's mom as she ran out the door.  \n  \n\"Mo......dammit...\"  \n  \nZack looked at Prax, remembering his once-smooth and shiny brown fur and the fazed emerald eyes hidden under his eyelids.  \nZack shook his head again, trying to get rid of these thoughts.  \n  \n\"ugh! Why am I feeling this for him.....\"  \n  \nZack lift up Prax's arms gingerly, feeling slim musculature under his paws.  \nAs he replaced Prax's \"Got Kimchi?\" shirt with a plain white T, he stared at Prax's white furred stomach before tearing his eyes away.  \n  \nZack got to Prax's pants, and paused.  \n‘Sh\\*.t........'  \n  \nZack's hand was at Prax's zipper as his mom bounded in, armload of towels and a bown of soup on top of them.  \n  \n\"Zack! Why haven't you changed finishing him! Hurry up\"  \n  \n\"oh... right....\"  \n  \nZack hurriedly put pair of shorts on Prax, taking off his black jeans. (he stared hard at Prax's sheath)  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Feeling his mom's eyes behind him, Zack left for his mom to take care of Prax, returning to his room later to sleep in the armchair next to his bed.  \n\n* * *\n  \nTomorrow morning...........  \n  \nZack was dozing off when Prax woke up, groaning.  \n  \n\"Ung..... wh....where Am I...\"  \n  \n\"You're at my house...... I brought you here..... you fainted on my car, remember..?\"  \n  \n\"oh.... Sorry Zack I......\"  \nPrax hung his head and tears formed in his eyes.  \n  \n\"Shhhhh it's ok... you don't have to tell me.\"  \n  \nPrax leaned up and kissed Zack deeply, putting his arms around his head  \nZack yelled and tried to shake him off, but somehow Prax managed to hold him there despite his small size.  \n  \nPrax pulled away and looked away.  \n  \n\"I....Zack. Thank you so much.... For yesterday and then this.....\"  \n  \nDumbfounded, Zack could only mutter, \"N...no problem....\"  \n  \nThe silences ensued until Zack's mom came in, flustered and looking guilty.  \n  \n\"Prax.? I .. have some bad news\"  \n  \n\".....?\" Prax cocked his head, ears flattening  \n  \n\"your mom...... was killed in a car accident while going to work.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"..........\" Prax was confused: was he to feel sadness or joy?  \nNot knowing what else to do, Prax cried into Zack's pillow, relieved yet even more depressed at the same time.  \n  \nZack stood up and approached the wolf, trying to decide whether or not to hug him.  \n  \n\"Prax.. I......I'm sorry...\"  \n  \nZack went hugged Prax from behind, spreading a warm, new feeling in himself and in Prax.  \n  \n\"T.....Thank you again Zack..... You are my only friend here...... Don't leave me.....please.....\" Prax looked pleadingly at Zack with puppy-eyes, his love for him growing each second.  \n  \n\"I.....I won't....\"  \n  \nZack was as confused as Prax: Why and where was this feeling coming from?  \n  \nPrax kissed Zack once again and said, \"I Love you Zack....\" And fell asleep, his combination of joy and despair taking over him.  \n  \nZack said nothing, but hugged Prax in his arms.  \n  \nThe two fell asleep on Zack's bed, hoping for a better tomorrow...  \n  \n  \n  \nXD  \n  \nAny ocmments and advice will be appreciated greatly!!!  \n  \nThanks to all of you readers!  \n  \n-eva-  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Struggle","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/84686-new-hope.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/85905-happy-saturday.json"}}