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I would’ve
been able to smell it if they had. That’s at least one perk to being like
this.”
“Then what is it? I was able to
eat it just fine. It wasn’t a steak, but it was edible,” he said.
My mind began to wander at the
idea of a steak. I had never had a rare steak before, but that sounded like
exactly what my body wanted. As soon as it was brought up in my mind, it was
like I couldn’t get it out. I closed my eyes in the bliss of dreaming of eating
a juicy steak, but when I opened them, all I saw was Daniel…
…and I couldn’t tell the
difference.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I
bolted off of my mattress and went running out of the door. The sudden movement
made my stomach even queasier. There was a large tree nearby, so I held on to
it to steady myself as I threw up.
“Violet? Are you okay?!” I heard
Daniel scream out of the window.
“Yes,” I croaked back, “Just a
minute!”
I lowered myself to the ground,
careful not to sit in my own puke, and assessed the situation.
I couldn’t eat greens; that’s why
I threw up. I wanted to eat Daniel; the human part of me wanted to throw up
again.
“I should just tell him,” I
whispered.
I wanted to tell him so that he
would understand when I just needed to leave to get away from him, but I just
couldn’t. He had been so nice to me since I was a beast. I didn’t want to ruin
that by making him think that he needed to be afraid of me. It was almost
beginning to feel like old times with us.
The old times were gone, though.
There was nothing between us that could be salvaged, and definitely not while I
was a beast. I had to tell him who I was, how I was changed, and that because
of this change, I wanted to eat rare steaks.
I stood up, ready to go in and
face him.
He stared at me with concern when
I entered, “Are you okay? I heard you throwing up outside. You were right; you
probably shouldn’t eat more of the grass. I hope that I don’t get sick too,
seeing as you’d have to carry me so that I could throw up.”
I sighed, “Daniel, I have to tell
you something.”
His eyebrows went up, “What?”
“I… well… I think that I’m a
carnivore now instead of an omnivore,” I explained, kicking myself for not
telling him the other things that he needed to know.
He sat for a second processing
what I had said, “So… are you saying that you only want to eat meat, or that
you want to actually predatorily catch an animal and eat it without cooking
it?”
I whispered, “Both.”
His eyes grew wider, “Just
animals?”
I whispered even softer, “No.”
“Well, why is this the first I’m
hearing of this?” he said loudly, “I slept all through the night and most of
today here in your little house-cabin-shack thing, and the whole time you’ve
been wanting to eat me and I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW?”
“I’m sorry,” I said, “But let me
explain. I’m not going to eat you. If I was, I wouldn’t be telling you about
this. The only reason that I told you is that I need your help.”
“Okay… with what?” he asked, his
face finally relaxing.
“I’m going to catch an animal,
like a squirrel or rabbit or something, and then you can help me cook it, at
least a little bit so that I don’t feel so disgusting about it,” I said. “Would
you do that? I don’t know how to skin an animal or anything like that, so
that’s really what I need the most help with.”
His eyes narrowed, “You’ve never
done this before?”
“Of course not!” I said.
“You haven’t been… like this… for
very long, have you?” he said, seemingly proud of himself for putting this
together.
“No, I haven’t,” I said. “It just
happened yesterday. I had a pretty bad day yesterday too. Now, will you help me
or not?”
“Yes, I’ll be here ready to help
when you get back from your hunt,” he said cheerfully.
I laughed nervously, and headed
out the door to try to catch some small innocent creature that I
been able to smell it if they had. That’s at least one perk to being like
this.”
“Then what is it? I was able to
eat it just fine. It wasn’t a steak, but it was edible,” he said.
My mind began to wander at the
idea of a steak. I had never had a rare steak before, but that sounded like
exactly what my body wanted. As soon as it was brought up in my mind, it was
like I couldn’t get it out. I closed my eyes in the bliss of dreaming of eating
a juicy steak, but when I opened them, all I saw was Daniel…
…and I couldn’t tell the
difference.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I
bolted off of my mattress and went running out of the door. The sudden movement
made my stomach even queasier. There was a large tree nearby, so I held on to
it to steady myself as I threw up.
“Violet? Are you okay?!” I heard
Daniel scream out of the window.
“Yes,” I croaked back, “Just a
minute!”
I lowered myself to the ground,
careful not to sit in my own puke, and assessed the situation.
I couldn’t eat greens; that’s why
I threw up. I wanted to eat Daniel; the human part of me wanted to throw up
again.
“I should just tell him,” I
whispered.
I wanted to tell him so that he
would understand when I just needed to leave to get away from him, but I just
couldn’t. He had been so nice to me since I was a beast. I didn’t want to ruin
that by making him think that he needed to be afraid of me. It was almost
beginning to feel like old times with us.
The old times were gone, though.
There was nothing between us that could be salvaged, and definitely not while I
was a beast. I had to tell him who I was, how I was changed, and that because
of this change, I wanted to eat rare steaks.
I stood up, ready to go in and
face him.
He stared at me with concern when
I entered, “Are you okay? I heard you throwing up outside. You were right; you
probably shouldn’t eat more of the grass. I hope that I don’t get sick too,
seeing as you’d have to carry me so that I could throw up.”
I sighed, “Daniel, I have to tell
you something.”
His eyebrows went up, “What?”
“I… well… I think that I’m a
carnivore now instead of an omnivore,” I explained, kicking myself for not
telling him the other things that he needed to know.
He sat for a second processing
what I had said, “So… are you saying that you only want to eat meat, or that
you want to actually predatorily catch an animal and eat it without cooking
it?”
I whispered, “Both.”
His eyes grew wider, “Just
animals?”
I whispered even softer, “No.”
“Well, why is this the first I’m
hearing of this?” he said loudly, “I slept all through the night and most of
today here in your little house-cabin-shack thing, and the whole time you’ve
been wanting to eat me and I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW?”
“I’m sorry,” I said, “But let me
explain. I’m not going to eat you. If I was, I wouldn’t be telling you about
this. The only reason that I told you is that I need your help.”
“Okay… with what?” he asked, his
face finally relaxing.
“I’m going to catch an animal,
like a squirrel or rabbit or something, and then you can help me cook it, at
least a little bit so that I don’t feel so disgusting about it,” I said. “Would
you do that? I don’t know how to skin an animal or anything like that, so
that’s really what I need the most help with.”
His eyes narrowed, “You’ve never
done this before?”
“Of course not!” I said.
“You haven’t been… like this… for
very long, have you?” he said, seemingly proud of himself for putting this
together.
“No, I haven’t,” I said. “It just
happened yesterday. I had a pretty bad day yesterday too. Now, will you help me
or not?”
“Yes, I’ll be here ready to help
when you get back from your hunt,” he said cheerfully.
I laughed nervously, and headed
out the door to try to catch some small innocent creature that I
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