Trigger Warning ⚠️
Viewers discretion advised! This book will contain blood graphic descriptions and sexual abuse. Detailed in sex, traumas. Such as suicide, homicide and other abuse such as drugs and domestic .
So I ask that you enter at your own risk. Thank you.
After I got home from visiting my doctor, I was greeted by my dog who was reaching 15 in human years. She was Blind in both eyes, though can always pick up when I'm near.
Her name was Heaven and she was my only family. She was a golden with a little bit of white painted on her toes and nose with beautiful blue eyes pittbull.
I couldn't of imagined my life without her., she protected me with her life and could always sense things that would occur in me before I could even discover it. She was probably the only being that ever actually loved and cared for me.
I sat down on the couch while she practically was on my lap as I buried my head into her neck and took a deep breath to process the news I was given. I'm 24 years old and found out that I had colon cancer and was given maybe 6 months at best to live. For the 3 months, At first, I thought it was just the flu.
So I had to call out from my 2 jobs, which was the convenience store that was down the road that was by my house and my caregiver manager to let her know I could go see my patients during that week.
As I was leaning into my hug with Heaven, I began to laugh that soon turned into tears.
There was absolutely no family, and I didn't have any friends. My patients were probably the only other human beings I could talk too, but even then they were always quiet and only spoke up when they needed a ride to the store to buy either cigarettes or medicine.
I guess I should explain from the beginning, I went by Aaron Humphrey and I was born in a small rural area in Georgia. The person called my father ended up losing it one day when I was about 4 years old, came home screaming. My mother quickly grabbed and shoved me into the closet. She told me to be quiet to cover my ears and to never come out until she comes and gets me.
Soon after, she left me down in the basement while she went to check on my father.
Not much longer after she had gone up, my Father ended shooting my mother after he believed she had been spiraling to make plans to have an affair then to leave him.
I then heard him walking upstairs in a fast pace, which I think he was trying to find me. But of course, I didn't do what my mother told me. I quietly opened the door, and ran out the door of the basement and ran down the street to neighbors house. Luckily the family was home, and the grandmother quickly let me when she saw how frantic I was.
I explained what had just occured and what I had heard, tears rolling down my eyes I asked to her to please save my mother.
So she called the police, and shortly after they arrived to find both of my parents in a bed of there own blood. Laying next to each other.
I didn't know my grandparents. My mother side had already passed and my father was a runaway when he was a teen. Like I was, my mother was an only child and I never knew about my father's family.
So of course, I was brought into foster care and was never adopted. So I went from home to home until I was about 17 years old. The last one I was was at I was about 14 years old, I was severely beaten by my foster mom while during the night her son would come into my room and would manipulate me into letting him lick me or him putting his member into my mouth in order to do favors such as bring me food, or allowing me to shower and so on.
That went on until I turned 17, and I did end up becoming pregnant and I knew it once my period stopped and my belly began to grow.
My foster mother called me a whole, and when her son told her it was him. She beat me senseless with a whip until she became tired and was no longer able to have any strength left, and as the result I ended up losing my baby. Which, ended up being a baby girl. I cried so hard when I had lost her, I named her Genevieve Humphrey.
Shortly after I tried to take my life, many times. I no longer cared what the mother and son did to my body, I no longer cared for myself. So I turned to drugs. I began with Marijuana, then started with Cocaine. Eventually I got into heroine, and almost overdosed.
My foster brother found me and took me to the hospital, and I was revived.
When we went back to my foster family's house they began to ignore me, which I felt was a blessing.
Finally when I turned 17, I went and found a shelter and stayed there until I found a job and began working. I was able to find a home to live in thanks to the government.
I settled into my new place, which is where I am now and realized. I can finally find a companion and so I went to the nearest animal to meet the love of my life, which was Heaven.
I craved love, so I began to meet men and women. Desperate to get it, I immediately gave them my body and I also loved sex. It would just always distract me and made me feel good, and during that time I felt like I was the only person in the world for that person.
Of course, those relationships didn't last long. Either I was too depressing to be around or I was too needy.
At the end of the day though, I had Heaven.
The only one who ever truly ever loved and cared for me. The only one who I ever felt safe and comfortable with.
Later that night, after crying my eyes out with Heaven. I realized I was okay with it, I'm okay being together with her until I die. I love her, and for a moment. I began to think I should find her another home so she could be happy.
Heaven knew what I was thinking, she nuzzled my face and as I looked up. I noticed she had tears. * Okay Heaven, if that's what you really want* As I rubbed her hair
I closed my eyes that night, along with Heaven. What I thought was a dream, I realized it was real. I died, but I saw Heaven there and I wrapped my arms around her with tears streaming down my face. * Thank you for loving me and always being there for me* I gave her a kiss on her nose, as she licked my cheeks. After our little embrace, I stood up and watched her run like the wind into the abyss, as tears began to pour and I began to sob.
I sat down where down where I was, and laid on my back and thought. Now what?
So I closed my eyes and just let my my mind drift away.
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*Clink,Clink, Clink*
I started hearing noise and footsteps, eventually people's voices. Although, I couldnt understand what they were saying
*□□□□□□□!*
I opened my eyes and began to look around in the strange place I was at.
This strange woman walked over to me in what seemed like an old western dress and an apron over it.
The woman picked me up far into the air, which was weird. I looked around my surroundings me which seemed to be some sort of pub or a tavern and looked down to see my hands. They were tiny, and looked down to chest to see long straight bright red hair with honey blonde tips at the end.
So my eyed grew wide and I looked back up to the woman with worry. Sensing my stressed, she pulled me to her chest and caressed my head until I became calm.
She pulled me back and smiled warmly at me, she placed me down one of the round tables that was closest to her as she went back to her kitchen and made me a meal.
As she was cooking, the aroma of the food drifted through the room. It smelled so good, I began to drool which seemed to be some sort of a pork like roast, with some mashed potatos and some steamed vegetables.
Of course I wasted no time after she placed it infront of me. I began to devour it, every bite just melted into my tongue as the juices flowed down to my throat. After I was finished, she brought me a mug of milk which I finished off.
After I was done, I let out a huge burp feeling completely satisfied. Forgetting who was around me I looked up to see the woman and everyone else that was seated in the pub looking at me, then shortly breaking out into a big laughter.
My face turned so red, I slammed my face down to the table in hopes to hide my embarrassment.
After the woman had stopped laughing. She kneeled down and gently rubbed my back to see if I was okay. I looked up at her as she smiled warmly, she looked back at her kitchen staff and said something.
Turning back to me, she motioned her arms as to pick me up. I obidently allowed her to scoop me up, as she brought me up to what looked like an apartment that was above the diner/like pub.
The Madam brought me over to her bath, and I looked up and saw myself in the mirror before she put me down.
I had never seen anything or anyone so beautiful before. The girl who looked back me, indeed had long red-hair with blonde tips and what looked to be some sort of fox ears? My eyes are also unique looking which are a golden/green color.
I noticed..... I had a tail and I looked down to hands again to see black sharp nails on my small hands.
At first, when I woke up in this world....I did not realize how much of an actual shock it is. I've read countless stories of after someone dies, they either end up being transported to another world, sucked into a book or rpg. Especially the beast world books, and she didn't lie.. they were pretty thirsty.
She looked up again at herself and noticed she did looked like a small child. Maybe looking about 3 /4 years old or so and then back to the woman who had watched her reactions and gently smiled at her.
I noticed, she doesn't look like me and I wondered who she was and why was she so kind to me? What did she want in return?
The woman finished filling up the bath, and went to help me take off my clothes and help me bathe.
Though I shook my head, and then woman understood what I wanted to do and left me so I can clean myself in private.
When I got in the tub, I realized there was milk and honey that had been put into the bath. It felt so relaxing, I wanted to tilt my head back and close my eyes. I feel the most comfortable I ever did while being in someone else's care. It was strange and I didn't know if the woman needed to use her for something, but if this was the case I was happy to oblige.
After about 25 min I'm the bath or so, I finally stepped out and grabbed the soft towel the Madam had left for me.
When I walked out of the bathroom. I filled the hallway to what seemed to be the kitchen to locate the woman. She indeed looked over and saw me, as she placed a warm cup of milk onto a tray and lead me to a bedroom that looked as if it was made for me.
The woman helped me get dress, towel dried and brushed my hair. She led me over to a pink bed that had a stuffed bunny on it and gestured me to get in it. So I did, and once I did. She handed me the warm cup of milk, and after I drank it she leaned down to give me a kiss on the forehead and walked out the door leaving it cracked and turning off the light.
I looked back up in the ceiling to try to collect my thoughts and basking in the warmth she never felt. I hesitated on closing my eyes, if this was a dream. I didn't want to wake up. I wanted to enjoy this feeling a bit longer, but of course she ended falling asleep peacefully.
"If only Heaven was here." As she smiled to herself.