I was bleeding. I looked at the nightstand and grabbed the towel. I placed it between my legs, and it gave me instant relief.
I sobbed and cried as I took in the horrible truth and understood that this was my own personal piece of hell.
I stared at the ceiling for the longest time and apologized again and again to the moon goddess for whatever I did in my past life to deserve this.
The pain had finally subsided, and I was afraid that if I were to move, it would begin again.
Just as I was starting to doze off to sleep, I heard another damn knock on the door.
I started not to move but I remembered what Rosie had told me about answering the door when they come and being that they just left, it must be them again. Maybe they left something behind or maybe they just wanted to come back and try another inhumane trick on me.
I sighed and sat up slowly on the bed. I thought that if I moved slowly, I would lessen my chances of feeling the pain again.
But, boy, was I wrong!
I winced as soon as I stood up and felt the faint throbbing ache begin to grow again.
Knock, knock, knock.
"I'm coming! Hold on one second, please." I yelled.
At this moment, I was actually glad that the house wasn't so big. I don't think I could've made it to the door if I were any further away.
As I opened the door, my brows furrowed in confusion.
"Hi! I have been dying to meet you. Can I come in?"
Standing at my door was a really pretty brown eyed girl who looked like she could've been my age or a little older, but she was definitely a little too damn chipper
for me at the moment.
I shook my head and looked behind her to see if I were being tested by the wicked bitches that just left here.
"Um, I...I can't ...um..."
"Oh, don't worry about Miss Rosie and them. They won't mind that I'm here...if we don't tell." She said as she eased her way past me and walked in the cottage.
"Oh, my Goddess! You have a very pretty home. I've actually been dying to come in here since I arrived here last year." She stated as she looked all around the living room Uh...who...who are you?" I asked her.
She turned around and smiled when her eyes locked with mine.
"I'm sorry. I guess I should have started with my name huh?" She said as she took a seat on the couch. "My name is Chloe and I am your neighbor. Your sister breeder."
"My what?"
"Sister breeder. I kind of came up with that. I just figured that since we will be out here alone together, we could be like sisters who breed together." She said with a
genuine smile.
What the fuck? Of course, I'd get a crazy bitch to be out here with me. Why would expect anything less.
"Chloe, I have had a very trying day and..."
"Oh, I know. The first day is usually one of the hardest that we have to get through, but it will get better and now that we have each other it's going to be amazing. We'll be pregnant together; we can help massage each other's feet. I'm so excited!"
I shook my head. I was so confused and tired. I can't even try to make sense of the crap that she's saying to me.
"How did you get here?" I asked her. "I don't remember seeing any other houses besides this one."
"I walked over here. My house is about six minutes away from here. I had to meet you. And since I'm pregnant again, the exercise was exactly what I needed."
My face fell when she said she was already pregnant. She didn't look like she was pregnant at all.
"I know what you're thinking, but I just found out a couple of days ago that I was going to have this little bundle of joy for the George family." She said with the same
stupid smile plastered on her face. "I couldn't have asked for a better family than theirs for this baby."
"How are you so upbeat about all of this?" I asked. "I was just raped with a plastic penis by a lady that I've never met before today."
"Don't look at it that way. She was just trying to make this a little easier for you. I promise. Believe me, if the first time you have actual sex is in that room and you get someone that is not gentle, it would be far worse than what she did today." She said as she walked over to me. "Don't think about that anymore. It's over. You only have to give a few families a cub of their own and then you can leave here and live your own life. Think about that."
I wanted to cry so bad. But I was starting to feel like a bitch the more the tears escaped my eyes.
I didn't want to talk about this, so I tried to move this conversation along.
"Is this your first cub?" I asked her inquisitively.
She laughed and rubbed her hands over her small stomach.
"Oh, no. This one will be my third. Since our pregnancies only last three months, it's not hard for me to keep them coming. "
"How do you do it? How do you just give away your baby to people that rape you?"
"I don't see as rape, and you shouldn't either. I think of it as a way to help others, and I love helping others. I know that they can't produce cubs on their own or
maybe they just want a cub really bad and they look to me for help. I find that to be amazing. If I can help, I will. The moon goddess would want me to serve with a smile on my face, so I do."
"Chloe, this is not an amazing..."
"Yes, it is, and you will see that soon too." She said with determination.