Alone: Chapter 1
Alone Chapter 1: After the death Well I can't say that after my adoptive father's death things got easier. It only got worse, it only seems to get worse. My brother blames his death on me, my mom and two sisters are depressed, and everyone on the streets are now threatening me now. Oh how I wish for a different life to live either as a furry or a human, I don't care. I know I like the pain, but it's getting unbearable. At anytime I could get rid of my powers and age again, go back to the human dimension, but I can't just leave my mom and sisters, they're in pain. "Mom, can my friend live with us?" Crystal asked. "Well, does he have parents to approve of this?" My mother returned a question. "He lives on his own and is getting evicted." Crystal replied. "How old is he and what's his name?" mom asked. "His name is Payton and he's Steven's age." Crystal said excitedly. "Well, ok, he can stay here." my mom said. "Cool, I'll pick him up now," Crystal said walking to the front door. "Drive safe!" my mom yelled. As usual, I was in my room and Nathan, probly getting wasted out with his friends. It was 9:00 pm so yeah, I guess. It was about, maybe... 30 minutes later when Crystal and her friend arrived at our home. I knew but what came as a surprise to me was he was going to be sleeping in my room with me. I didn't have a problem with it, I was just scared he was going to treat me different or bully me like Nathan.Of course I was scared to meet him, I just hoped he wasn't like the other citizens in this dimension. I hoped for the best, but prepared for the worse. We had a late night meal to welcome Payton to the house. Nathan was still out with his friends and I skipped the meal, like usual. I almost never ate, didn't feel like I deserved to. It really takes a toll on you when you are treated so differently for such a long
period of time, you just really lose track. It scared me too, but I still wondered if it would get better over time, most likely not though. After the welcome meal Crystal and Payton headed upstairs to show him his new room and roommate. "Hey brother!" Crystal greeted with a smile. "Hey," I replied melancholy. "This is Payton, he will be staying in your room for the time being." Crystal explained. "Hi, nice to meet you," Payton politely greeted. "Um... hi," I nervously replied. He didn't seem bad, he respected me as a human. How could he respect me when I can't even respect myself? Well all that mattered at the time is that he didn't hate me. He was... handsome to say the least. Same height, bluish, silvery eyes, clean long black and white fur. I would be lying if I said I was not attracted to him. "I'm sorry about what happened to your dad, Crystal and Steven." Payton apologized. "It's okay, we all have a due date, right?" Crystal questioned. "Yeah, but he went to early though," Payton replied. Akward silence occurred for a couple of seconds. "Steven has been getting the worst of it," Crystal acknowledged. "You must have really been attached to him," Payton said to me. "No, he's being accused of being the one who killed him," Crystal explained. "They think he actually committed suicide in order to get away from him." "That sounds brutal," Payton said looking my way. "Yeah, he hasn't been handling it well either, he's... how do you put this... um, suicidal and depressed." Crystal sadly said. "It must be hard to live like this," Payton said. I wasn't listening, I was lost in my music trying to hold the tears back. Crystal left the room and Payton was settling down in the room. "Um... do you need some help with your stuff?" I asked. "No, but thanks for asking, I really appreciate it." Payton smiled. "So you're a husky?" I asked hesitantly. "Yep," he continued to smile. "I'm sorry, I am just trying to create small talk." I apologized. "Heh, it's alright," he laughed. I was blushing now, because I liked him and of my anxiety. "So you play the violin?" he asked. "Yeah, i've played it for a good ten years." I told him. "Oh, that's cool." he smiled. "Thanks," I blushed. "I'm playing it tomorrow," I informed him. "So if you want to listen, that'll be fine." "Ok, thank you," he said smiling. I blushed again, of course, but i'm good at hiding my emotions. "So, where do I sleep?" he asked. "Oh, you can take the bed, i'll take the couch." I told him. "Well, how about we both take the bed?" he asked. "That can work too." I quickly said. So that night we got ready for bed. He took the left side of the bed and I took the right. "Good night." he
said. "Good night." I replied blushing.