Chapter One: The Stray

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"Holy shit it's fucking heavy man," a feminine voice squeezed out as she almost dropped the medium-sized box which was in her hands. Slowly and hastily placing it on the floor she almost collapsed with it.

The said box had a messy label plastered atop of the folds, 'Kitchen' it read.

"Damn I should work out more," wiping beads of sweat off her forehead she soon shook her head, disagreeing with herself, "Yeah, no absolutely not, I choose life."

The female threw her arms up in the air, her h/l, h/c hair swaying to the left side as she stretched, "Moving is such a pain," a sigh slipped her lips, eyes falling to the ground, "but hey, an apartment to myself, um hell yeah, no more nagging parents."

'Living the dream,' She thought, 'living the dream.'

Smile on her face she mentally prepared her barely existent muscles for more heavy lifting. She walked toward the moving truck sitting outside.

~

Moving away from her parents at age sixteen to fulfill a scholarship to a prestigious high school in the city to complete her senior years Y/n spend the whole day unpacking everything she owned.

She was rather fond of packing everything up in the designated boxes, feeling rather excited to do so but when it came to unpacking, Y/n wished that she could lay down and nap, the excitement of moving disappeared as soon as she realised she had to fend for herself.

No more parents to rely on.

But hey, that meant she could have random 3 am dance competitions with herself and nobody would be there to judge her!

"And that's done!" An excited squeal left her lips as she had finished unpacking the last of her belongings. Those only being clothing, kitchen utensils, and whatnot as her accommodation already come fully furnished with basic furniture.

Walking around her newfound apartment she smiled to herself, entering the kitchen. She courtesy the fridge, hailing it and all its glory before opening it.

Once she opened the refrigerator her eyes widened in horror and she fell to her knees, "What monster leaves no food in the fucking fridge!"

A frown on her face, after all the unpacking she had done throughout the past few hours she grew rather hungry, looking forward to a snack.

A sigh left her lips once more, crossing her arms over her chest with a huff of semi annoyance she reached deep into the back pocket of her leggings to pull out her phone, swiftly checking the time.

'3:30pm'

"Alright, guess I'll go for a wander to stock the fridge," Swiping the phone screen she tapped on her banking application to check her food budget.

She had received a small weekly allowance to pay for her food and other expenses as her rent was already taken care of as the accommodation was an aspect of the scholarship.

Nodding in approval at the fact that she had indeed been paid she made a mental note to remember the date of her payday. Grabbing her wallet she checked the contents to make sure nothing was out of place and she had not forgotten her debit card.

"Right, watch my dumbass get lost." Y/n put her wallet in her back pocket and adjusted her shirt. Hence, it hung down, covering her behind, she always felt the need to cover her back pockets up with clothing if there were something inside said pockets.
She didn't know why though, maybe it was a sense of security?

Locking the door to her apartment with the keys she was given before shoving them in her pockets she left the area, not knowing where the hell she was going.

Looking around, the female sweatdropped, there were so many people and buildings. 'Don't you hate it when you go out in public and people are there, like damn how dare they?'

Fishing out her phone and tangled headphones Y/n let out a grumble of frustration as she worked on detangling them. Once she had successfully done so she plugged them into her device and plopped them into her ears, playing her current favourite song at full volume.

'If anyone tries to talk to me I swear to God imma plan someone's funeral.'

~

Sweating slightly at the fact that Y/n had just walked a marathon, well, at least she felt like she did but she soon thanked the gods as she walked into the fully air-conditioned shopping centre.

Grabbing a trolley (Shopping cart) she was on her way, walking through the isles, shoving anything and everything she wanted in her cart, 'no parents mean I can,' she grabbed a whole box of chocolates, 'get this!' her eyes wandered over toward the ice cream section, quickly putting a whole tub in her trolley she felt accomplished.

"Late night snacks, um hell yeah." She spoke aloud, headphones still in her ears blaring music she didn't know how loud she was but did she care?

Nope, she was too focused on staying up until three in the morning stuffing her face with snacks while she read fanfiction so she could fantasize about romantic encounters which would never happen in her life.

After her little snack phase, she filled the trolley with the essentials for cooking and hygiene purposes. "Now to pay," she sniffed sadly, "bye-bye money, you will be missed..."

Walking out of the shopping center once she had paid for all her goods she looked at the bagged groceries which lay in her trolley. "You've got to be joking if you'd believe I'm carrying all these home."

A mischievous smirk on her face as she came up with a conclusion that could get her in trouble, but that didn't stop her from pushing the trolly as fast as she could toward the way she came from.

'What's the worst that could happen, I get locked up for stealing a trolley?' Picking up the pace Y/n laughed to herself, 'Pshh, Nah, I'm just borrowing it.'

While running like a madwoman with a cart full of groceries the girl's e/c eyes widened, and she pulled on the trolley's handle as hard as she could to come to a sudden stop. "Holy shit."

Her eyes were fixated on a kitten, its blue eyes bore into her soul, its cream-colored fur was messy and starting to mat, and it looked to be a stray. Usually, Y/n wouldn't be so hung up over a stray cat but she left her trolly to slowly walk toward it, she was careful not to scare the poor thing away.

(Blue eyes instead)

"Hey... Are you good little guy?" She slowly reached her arm out upon seeing the cause for its fur to become matted.

Dried blood.

It was injured.

"H-Hey, it's okay." She shrunk back a little as the feline gave a small hiss at the girl, as if it was warning her not to touch it.

Looking underneath to confirm the gender of the stray Y/n nodded to herself, he was a boy, a tomcat.

"Listen, I'm not going to hurt you, please," she reached her hand out further, lightly stroking the kitten's fur, ignoring its hiss of warning, "please let me help you."

The cat gave one final warning hiss, shakily raising its right paw as if to claw the poor girl but she didn't give two shits. She was going to help this cat and she wasn't taking no for an answer.

Gently scooping it up, and holding him to her chest in a comforting manner until his frantic hisses came to a halt Y/n kept whispering reassuring words to the feline.

"I promise I won't hurt you."

Opening her eyes which she didn't realise she had closed she looked at the cat who she found staring back at her. His piercing sapphire-blue eyes bore into hers, it was as if he was looking into her very soul.

A smile etched onto her face upon coming to the realisation that the cat now trusted her enough not to throw a hissy fit at the sight of her. "Thank you for trusting me, now, let's get home."

Looking behind her she let out a breath of relief to see her trolley was left untouched.

The rest of the afternoon consisted of Y/n taking the feline back to her apartment. To nobody's surprise, getting lost in the process.

//End Of Chapter//