Savior | ?*REWRITE*? MELLO X OC

Chapter Thirty-Five: Goodbye, Tobi

I cry into my pillow, and try to stay quiet. Everything is so scary, and I don't think I'll have friends here. As I cry, I hear what sounds like a meow in the hallway. My tears stop, and I try to spot the kitty in the hallway. I see his white and brown face peak in, and I rub my fingers together to see if he'll come to me.

He does! He meows at me, and I reach my hand out slowly. He rubs his head against my hand and he's purring! He's so cute. Surprisingly, he jumps on the bed with me and lays down beside me. My eyes are wide, and I'm smiling.

"Hi Tobi, I'm Willow." I whisper to him, and he meows in response. He licks my hand as I pet him, I think he really likes me. Kitties are my favorite, I'll be friends with him. Animals won't treat me badly, they want love just like me.

He's soft and fluffy, and he cuddles up to me all night. I fall asleep peacefully with him by my side, and when I wake up he's still next to me. The sunshine is peaking through the blinds, and the clock says it's 9am. I slept comfortably for the first time in a long time, and it was nice.

My new kitty friend says good morning to me with a meow, and I pet him until someone comes in to get me out of bed. Mary walks in, looking at me with a smile when she sees my furry friend.

"He seems to like you, he doesn't really sleep with anyone. Time to get up, breakfast is almost ready. I'm supposed to feed Tobi, but you can if you want." I smile big at her, and I sit up and look at the kitty.

"You hungry, Tobi?" He meows, and when I get up he follows us down the stairs. Mary shows me where his food is and how much to give him, and I fill up his food and water bowl. He's kinda fat, but it's cute! I can't wait to play with him.

The kitchen smells like pancakes and bacon, and my stomach growls. Sarah's cooking and the kids are setting the table. Mail spots me next to the cat and smiles at me, then pets him.

"He's cute." My brother says, and I nod. I tell him how Tobi slept with me all night, and he said he's happy. Mail tells me that the boys were being a little nicer now and that they'd leave us alone. That makes me a little happier, maybe it'll be okay here.

It's been a few days now, and things aren't great but it's better than being at home. I don't talk much, I'm too scared to mess up. They make me clean a lot, I learned how to use a vacuum cleaner yesterday! I didn't know how to work it at first and Sarah said I wasn't very smart, but that's okay. I can learn to be smarter.

"No, you idiot, wipe it like this." Sarah yanks the rag from my hand, pulling my arm a little and it hurts. I don't say anything, if I express pain I usually get hit. Daddy says I'm weak, and he's right. I am. "You'll leave streaks if you don't do it right." She wipes the windows the right way, her tone hateful and I just nod at her. I can do it now, but I stay quiet.

After I finish, I look for Tobi so we can play a little. I talk to him when I'm feeling sad, he doesn't say mean things to me like other people. I don't feel like talking to people lately, and I don't know why. When Mail talks to me, I talk back, but it's difficult. What's wrong with me? I just want to talk to the cat.

The living room is empty, the rest of the kids are in the playroom upstairs and Todd is at work. Sarah takes pills during the day and falls asleep in her bed like mommy does, but mommy usually is on the floor or couch. They won't tell me if she's okay, and I don't know why.

"Hey, you." I hear my brother, and I see him leaning against the doorframe to the living room. I'm holding a stick with a cat toy attached, it's a little green mouse. Tobi loves it.

"Hi," I mumble, crouching down and waiting for my furry friend. He comes running in, his belly swaying back and forth as he greets me with meows. "Did you finish your chores? I did."