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My Life as a Rogue

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I look down. My heart stopped as I recognized the tortoiseshell fur, dampened by the rain. "Harlow!" I shriek as I race towards her still frame, my heart skipping a beat as I run. "Harlow, wake up, please wake up!" I yowl as I nose her gently.



She's still, her breath shallow and hoarse, full of pain as she fights for her life alone. Suddenly her eyes open, waked by the touch of my nose. Her gaze is full of pain and the love she has for me. I can't tear my gaze away from hers, my heart deep in sorrow. As she opened her mouth, she coughed up blood as it tickled down the side of her face. I lean closer and hear her whisper over and over, painfully trying to breathe. "Wait for me.... wait for me..." she coughed up more blood as she tried to continue. "As long as it takes..." her words were out in a slured whisper, her eyes flickering as she fought to stay awake.



The light in her blue eyes started to disappear and I shrieked, "Harlow! Don't die! Don't leave me! I need you! I will wait for you, as long as it takes!" I ended in an agonized wail. I lick her ear and press my muzzle into hers. My voice had faltered in the pain of losing the cat I loved.



She shuttered and the last breath left her still frame, the last breath from her body forever and a day. I look to the sky and yowl my grief and nose her gently then more urgently. "Harlow!" I shriek "Harlow! This cant be happening! Come back to me! I need you!" I wail the last words.


As for an answer from the sky, the rain thundered onward growing harder. Thunder in the distance echoed my anger and grief as a flash of lightning lit the gray sodden sky.


When I woke, curled next to Harlow's body, the rain still pounded the ground with tear-like drops and I shivered in the cold. I looked at Harlow, her bloody flank still glittered. I had to leave her behind, no matter how my heart wanted to stay. I nosed her but she was still and cold as I pressed my muzzle into hers one last time.

As in a trance, I buried her, but I realized I let Harlow down. I told her I would protect her with my life. I looked to the sky, and murmured in a agonized whisper, "Your presence is still here. It won't leave me alone." I paused looking at the sky.

I couldn't find anymore words. The pain was too real, my wounds inside were not healing and they never would heal, I thought saddened. I looked at where I buried her. Its like she was there at her grave, looking at me with love and sadness as she knew I could not stay here. I was leaving her behind. I looked over my shoulder once more, then I walked, my paws dragging on the wet earth.

I walked onward. But soon, I was to tired to continue. I found a tree with a hallowed trunk. I had enough strength to drag myself into the trunk and close my eyes. But once they were closed, images filled into my head. I was trapped in my dream, with no way of escaping. My past is haunting me and I couldn't escape.
The characters in here are cats, if you haven't guessed already.

I wrote this a very long time ago. I started writing a story about a year or two ago, maybe even three. Well, anyways this is a clip from it, one of my favourite parts. This was meant to be towards the ending maybe middle area. So yeah. I might start working on it. My other story I was hoping to finish by Fall 2009 is to a hold. I'm going to be working on it later next week. My brain needs a rest. I might continue this one story. Probably will. I have many stories and poetry pieces I started and never finished.

(c) Me
Writing and Editing: Me

If you want to share it with others, credit me. I'll find you (eventually) if you use it without crediting me.

But Enjoy! :)
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