| She looked up at him fearfully. "You wouldn�t-" she started. "Oh yes I would," he snarled happily. "You�ve annoyed me to no end; you�re gonna pay for that now." "Please don�t!" she cried. "Shut up!" Aroaran snarled again, slapping her this time. "And don�t make a sound." He flipped her on her side roughly and she mewed in pain. He slapped her again. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. Aroaran held Marajade�s waist and stroked her chest with his free paw. Marajade shivered under his touch. "You like this, huh?" Aroaran whispered. She shook her head then began silently fighting herself. "You liar. You know you like this. You love him. But he�s not doing this because he loves me! he�s doing this to hurt me! So try and stop him." Marajade quickly began pulling away. "Stay here," Aroaran hissed as he slapped her again. Silent tears trickled down Marajade�s face as she unwillingly accepted the cruel treatment the older cat was giving her. She closed her eyes tightly trying to stop her tears. Aroaran treated her as though she was nothing. Violating her and beating her when she made any sound. He didn�t think of the guilt he might have later on. Marajade tried desperately to think of a way to make Aroaran stop while trying not to cry out. "Oh help," she thought. "I don�t know what to do! I�m only a kitten!" She silently cried trying to figure out what to do. A sudden, spur of the moment idea came to her. "Aroaran, please, listen to me," she whispered. "Shut up," he snarled, slapping her face. Marajade looked up at him with pleading, innocent eyes. Aroaran stared at her for a moment then sighed in exasperation. "All right what do you want?" "Please, if you�re gentle and treat me like this for love, I can accept this treatment." "If you�re gentle�" Marajade�s words rang through the young tom�s head. He slowly released his grip. She sat back in slight relief. Aroaran held Marajade�s face in his paws. Looking at her he saw how beautiful she truly was; with her pure black fur and one single white dot on her forehead, her innocent jade green eyes standing out in her black face. Realizing what he had done he began to silently cry. He hugged her gently. "Marajade, I am so sorry. I don�t even know why I did that now. I can�t believe I did that. I�m so sorry." "I know. You didn�t really know what you were doing. I forgive you." "Thank you," Aroaran whispered. "So you are not completely dishonored, I ask that you become my mate. Please." "Of course. I love you." He hugged her tightly and vowed to never forget her words: "If you�re gentle�" |