I felt weird. I had been struggling for so long to get over my recent breakup, even going as far as to take all my anger out on you. Yet it felt like everything was a mess, and I hated it. I despised the way my heart would ache as I heard your low whines, or the way I would secretly enjoy your clinginess. It made me feel wanted for once in my life, and yet I couldn’t accept the affection you showed me. I was terrified you would leave me just like everyone else, that you would run away and never come back. I didn’t deserve you, especially not when I would beat you so bad you could barely walk.

I let out a quiet sigh as I heard the aggressive thunder striking from outside my window, already knowing how much you hated thunderstorms. I could only imagine how scared you were, and I resented you for making me care about you so damn much. I hated you for it.

I snap my eyes open the minute I feel your warmth curl against me, noticing the way you trembled in fear. I roughly push you away, growling in annoyance.

”Go away, stupid mutt…”

I harshly spit out.