Catnip

Chapter Five

While I was cleaning one of the rooms, I noticed a very pregnant looking hybrid. His black cat ears poked out of his hair a little bit. The guy was laying on the couch, a book laid upside down on his stomach. His eyes were closed and his mouth was parted slightly as he slept. The hybrid's skin was about as pale as mine, but no freckles.  

I didn't bother messing with him, I left him be. He probably needed the sleep with him being pregnant and all that. Just as I finished cleaning I heard a little surprised sound from the couch. I paused from cleaning, looking over at the hybrid curiously.   

"Hello." he said quietly, he sat up more, rubbing his belly gently.   

"Hi, who are you?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.  

"Kellin. Kellin is Vic's hybrid." he replied, speaking in third person. I raised a slight eyebrow at him.   

"I'm Alan. Alan Ashby." I smiled at him, trying to be friendly.   

"A-Alan won't hurt Kellin's baby, right?" he asked, his already wide eyes got a little wider as if he realized, or remembered something. His wide eyes gave away how innocent he was, he had an innocent face too. It was sort of hard to take him seriously.  

"No. I won't hurt your baby." I replied, bending my knees so I was somewhat level with him.  "Can I..?" I asked, reaching a hand out. I didn't touch his stomach, yet.  

"Yes. Kellin doesn't mind." He ran his hands over his stomach before moving them off to allow me to touch. He lifted his shirt up just over his belly. I touched the bump hesitantly, flinching away whenever I felt a little kick. My ears went into my hair when I flinched away.  

Kellin's eyes held fear in them, he pulled his shirt down quickly. I raised an eyebrow at him, before following his gaze. I froze when I noticed Austin and another guy, that I didn't know, was standing next to him. I glanced at the man, he was Hispanic, had brown hair that was wavy. I looked back at Austin. I slowly stood, dusting my jeans off for no reason.   

"What are you doing?" Austin asked me, walking towards me. He didn't have a angry look on his face, but his posture was intimidating to me.  

"N-nothing," I muttered, moving away from him. The Hispanic man was watching me with careful eyes.  

"Why where you touching his stomach?" The man asked.  

"I was curious," I replied, moving away from Austin again. He didn't bother making a move towards me again.  

"Curious, about what? Have you ever seen a pregnant person?"  Austin pressed, the man was next to Kellin. He was crouched down and one of his hands ran over Kelln's stomach. Kellin was murmuring something to Vic, making the man relax a bit.

"Yes, but I've never...touched the belly of a pregnant person," I answered honestly.  

I used to have a sister who was a hybrid like me. She fell pregnant with her boyfriend's child. He ended up leaving her when she started showing, leaving me with her to help get her though it. She managed to get through the first 7 months, but she lost the child because of a gangster beating on her. The thought made me cringe. I crossed my arms over my chest, quickly clearing my mind of the memory. Austin was much closer to me by the time the thought left my mind.  

I widened my eyes in surprise. Before I could move away from him he grabbed one of my arms, to keep me from running away from him. He then grabbed my chin and made me look up. I felt him touch my neck, a hiss of pain escaped my lips when he touched a spot. It wasn't a loud hiss, more of a low one. His hand moved off of the spot after hearing me hiss like that.   

Austin's fingers trailed along my neck again, more softly this time. I closed my eyes and thought about his touch. His hand was rough, yet freezing. It was so gentle, I didn't think he could ever be this gentle. I felt chills run up and down my body.   

"I'm taking you back to your room, wait outside of the door for me," he commanded.   

I opened my eyes, not aware that they were closed. I was puzzled for a few seconds, but I finally understood what he was saying. 

"Okay." I moved away from him and went over to the door. I then walked out of the room, waiting outside of the room for Austin. I wondered why he wanted to take me back to my room. Did he have something planned, or was he just wanting to simply drop me off to my room?  I would prefer if he did the later. However, I wouldn't be against anything he had planned, as long as it wasn't anything that breached my comfort zone.   

Something about last night opened my eyes to a new world. I wanted to know more about him, despite the fact he kidnapped me. It may have been the drugs he gave me that made me think this way. I wasn't exactly against what I was thinking either.  I would try to do what I could to get in trouble. And I would do anything I could to make him think twice about getting rid of me or trying to train me like he said.   

I wanted to see how far I could push him.