C2 2. Can I Crash With You?

As the days went by, Melody came home with a smile on her face each day.

Her family and I were bewildered at the fact that no fights have been happening for the past couple of months. It was a miracle and my life returned to peace.

It was wonderful! I was being taken care of, no living expenses, and I got lots of love from my family.

About 2 weeks after the kiss with Jack, Melody became his girlfriend. She was happy, and if she was happy, so was I.

It’s been about 6 months since they got together. She was in love with jack. I sometimes wondered if Melody thought about anything else other than Jack.

It was getting kind of annoying, in all honesty.

She would text him all the time in her room and have no time for me.

I’m not jealous, I just think she needs to spend more time with her family…. Okay maybe I am a bit jealous.

As time continued to flow, I’m now 52 years old in human years. Maybe because I’ve been a cat for 12 years, I’m starting to think like one.

Sheesh. Whatever it is, I’m too lazy to think about it. I’m going to get some fresh air.

I jump on the bed and nudge Melody to let her know I want to go outside. She’s on her phone as usual, smiling and such, and she doesn’t even notice I’m here.

Oh.. Cats grab attention by meowing, maybe I should try that.

“MeOw”

Wtf was that? It sounded really low, almost like a growl.

Melody looks up at me, then continues to text on her phone after a few seconds.

Bruh. I’m so close to losing it.

NOTICE ME!

I jump on her pillow and nudge her. I continue to nudge her until I reach her hand.

After looking at her hand with her phone in it, I ram my head into it.

Her phone drops on the floor and I’m now in her hands.

She looks at me with her big brown eyes and I sense a hint of anger.

“Night, go away. You’re annoying.”

Not going to lie, if I was in my human form, I would have laughed so hard at that.

I’m in my cat form, so I dropped my tail and put on the most sad face I could manage for a cat.

I also let out a sad meow, and left the room.

Now that it’s clear she doesn’t want me bothering her, I should do what I have to do before anyone notices.

I make my way down the stairs and head towards the back door.

The door just happens to be open because Mom and Mark were talking outside with drinks in their hands.

“Melody has become so kind lately! I’ve really enjoyed these past few months!”

“I agree, she doesn’t seem to hate me as much. That’s good. One day I hope she can call me dad. And that day will be the day I

marry you, my beautiful girlfriend.”

“Hehe you always know the right words to say to me, babe.”

I walked outside and past them. Since they were so busy flirting, they didn’t notice me. I didn’t make my presence known, either.

It was dark outside now, so I would blend in beautifully.

The backyard was gated, and it was small, but nice.

I went around to the side of the house and jumped on the fence. My collar rattled.

Fuck. This damn collar.

I had gotten used to it, but it was still my shackles.

After hopping over the fence, I made my way to some fast food restaurants.

Why fast food? There were no cameras behind the place. It was mainly used for smoking and drinking spots.

After checking my surroundings, I hid in a dark corner and slid my collar off. After that was done, I transformed.

When I shapeshift, it doesn’t hurt, but I still feel everything.

I can feel my bones rearrange and grow, my skull crack and enlarge, new things coming in, and old ones disappearing.

It’s quite a gross feeling.

After I finished, I felt a lot taller. Another thing. When I finish shapeshifting, I don’t have clothes… Neck accessories are

excluded.

That being said, when I revert to cat form, I’ll have to put my collar on again. It was loose enough so I could slip in and out of it

pretty easily.

Since I had no clothes on in my cat form, I am currently naked, standing behind a fast food restaurant.

Luckily for me, someone was sent to take out the trash, and I happened to spot him. The boy who I spotted had blonde hair and

greyish eyes? I couldn’t really see because he was squinting and it was dark.

The bag looked heavy for him, so I walked out of my corner and offered help.

“Hey, that looks heavy, do you need help?”

“WAAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHHH”

“Hey hey, calm down, calm down. I’m not here to hurt you. I actually need your help.”

“AHHHH-- Huh?”

He looked at me with confusion.

“You see, I…”

What’s a good excuse?

They say that your thoughts can come to you faster than the speed of light. Well, that’s exactly my thought speed right now.

‘I was bullied..?’

‘No, that won’t do.’

‘Hmm… Swimming? Swimming!!! Alright..’

“I stepped in an ant pile, or I thought I did, and I ended up falling in a lake. My clothes are drenched, so I laid them out to dry. I fell asleep because I got tired of waiting and when I woke up, my clothes were gone.”

Damn, that was a good excuse! Helix, you’re a genius!

“Oh.. how can I help you?”

“Do you have any spare clothes I can wear? I’ll pay you back.”

“Alright. Give me a moment.”

He started dragging the bag of trash over to the dumpster.

I followed him and watched him struggle.

“Feel free to help.”

“Oh, Alright.”

I walked over to him and picked up the trash bag with one arm effortlessly and swung it over, inside the dumpster.

“...”

His mouth was agape and eyes popping out of the sockets.

“Hm? Please, if you would.. I’m kind of naked.”

During those couple of minutes, he forgot the fact that I was buck naked, so I had to remind him.

As soon as I said that, he turned away and ran inside to get some clothes.

He soon returned a couple of minutes later and handed me some clothes.

“Thank you!”

“They were some of the worker clothes, so you’ll need to wash it before you return them.”

“Okay. And uh.. I don’t have a home, so can I crash with you for a little?”

He was dumbfounded. He didn’t answer right away, so I turned away from him and put on the clothes while he was making his

decision.

I put the pants on, the belt, and shoes. Somehow, they all fit.

As I was about to put the shirt on, I felt a gaze on my back.

Since I couldn’t read his mind, I didn’t know exactly what he was thinking, but it was probably something like, ‘How is someone

so young homeless? Did he run away from home?’

I suppose not aging from an 18 year old’s body has its benefits.

I put the shirt on and turned towards the worker again.

“Sorry for asking you to help me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Helix.”

“Nice to meet you, Helix, my name is Santana.”

“Likewise.”

“Helix, can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“How old are you?”

“18, you?”

“I’m 17. Are you a student?”

“No. Homeschool.”

“Oh. I go to Crestview High”

I nodded, letting him know I understood.

He interrogated me and told me about himself for a couple of minutes before he needed to go back inside.

“Meet me here in 2 hours and I’ll answer your question.”

I hummed in agreement.

He went back inside and I waited for him in the corner I came out from.

I searched around the floor and found the collar I slid off and put it in the pocket of the pants Santana lent me.

Two hours was nothing for me. It passed by in a flash, and he returned with normal clothes.

He gestured for me to come towards him, and I complied.

We start walking down the street together.

“About your question, I do have some room for you, but you’ll have to sleep on the floor.”

“That's fine. Anywhere is better than outside.”

He shot me a look of sympathy, and I closed my eyes.

“How long do you need to stay?”

“How long am I allowed to stay?”

“Until you can support yourself.”

“Alright.”

We reached his house and I walked in through the front door.

“Wow, it’s nice! Who else lives here?”

As soon as I asked that, he looked down.

“Oh. I see.”

He walked in front of me to block my path.

I stopped and looked at him.

“The bathroom is in there, go wash yourself before eating please.”

I turned towards the room he directed me to and went inside.

I took off all of my clothes and turned the shower on.

It was cold, but since the temperature didn’t affect me, I didn’t care.

I washed up really fast, in about 10 minutes.

When I looked in the mirror, I saw my reflection. A tall, black haired boy was standing there with porcelain white skin and deep

black eyes. He was lean, but muscular. You could see the definite shapes of his 6-pack and his v-line. The water drops coming

from his hair made him look majestic as they fell on his collarbones and slid down his chest.

Damn. I look good.

I wrapped the towel around my lower half and walked out of the room.

Santana was in the kitchen. When I came out, his jaw dropped.

“...”

I stared at him while he was gaping at me. He walked towards me and looked me up and down multiple times.

“Uh…”

“Sorry. I didn’t expect you to be so good looking.”

“You saw me naked a few hours ago though..?

“But it was dark and you were covered in dirt!”

“Oh.”

“I’ll get you some clothes.”

I hummed in agreement.

He came back soon after with joggers, underwear, and a shirt.

I looked at the clothes he got and put on the underwear first, then the joggers.

He watched me dress with interest. I felt like a lab rat under his gaze.

I put the shirt on, but it seemed a little tight fitting.

You could see my chest muscles and abs through it. The fine and distinct lines on my body.

“Maybe I should go without a shirt.. It’ll rip..”

“If you’re alright with it.”

I started to take off my shirt, and at that moment, the door opened with a bang!

A girl bagred in, almost breaking the door.

“SANTANA!!! YOU TOLD JACK I LIKED HIM??? WHO DO YOU THINK YO--”

As soon as she looked at Santana, she also caught a glimpse of me, who was behind him.

I was taking the shirt off carefully without ripping it, and had it around my arms. She basically saw the muscles on my back flex

and contract while taking off the shirt. I turned around with the shirt around both of my arms and my hands down.

The shirt was blocking the view of my abs, v-line, and chest, so she didn’t see much. I carefully looked at her.

She was about 5’7, had long blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and large breasts. I’d say about an F cup, but that wasn’t my

business anyway. She was wearing a tight shirt and skinny jeans.

Her face turned a deep red when she saw me looking at her. After a few seconds, she held her nose and ran to the bathroom.

“Do I stink?”

“No, it’s not that. My sister probably got a nosebleed.”

“Oh, so that actually happens?”

“She’s an enigma.”

I take off my shirt and hand it back to Santana.

He takes it and goes into a bedroom to put it away.

“Where do I sleep?”

“I don’t think our couch will fit you, so the floor.”

“Alright, do you have a blanket I can use?”

“Yeah, here.”

He hands me a blanket and I lay down on the floor.

He turns back towards the kitchen and starts to make his dinner for him and his sister.

I had fallen asleep the moment my head hit the floor.

He called out from the kitchen, “Hey, what would you like for dinner?”

“Helix? Hello?”

He went around the sofa and saw me sleeping on the floor. He sighed and smiled.