Chapter Two (1/1)

And the next morning he was gone.  My Best friend, my Master, my Lover: gone.  I don’t know why he left me, or if he knew that he was going to die, but to this day it haunts me.  It’s been three days now and I feel so useless because I did nothing to save him.  All I know is that he’s gone and I can’t go on without him.  So I curl up in our bed and I stay there.  There is a pile of cat food on the floor for me to eat, but I don’t go near it.  Chanyeol always comes over and puts out fresh food and water even though I don’t eat or drink anything.  I can see in his face that he is concerned, but every time he tries desperately to get me to nibble on something I just can’t and it hurts him.  He was Master’s best friend and that makes me sad.  I don’t want him to be sad, but I do want to be with my Master.  He pets me and I let him.  I don’t purr.  I just lay here, waiting for my day to come, too.                And the next day it does.