Bleed For Me
It had been a while since she had visited him. The miles that seperated them could not stop his love for her. He loved everything about her, her soft white and tan fur, her loving demeanor, the way she would greet him each time they met. Whenever they would arange to spend time together she would seemingly put him under a spell. The young fur in question was a tall and rather average gray wolf. He didn't think that there was anything particularly different or stunning about him but she always seemed to think so. The young wolf was lost in his thoughts, his head filled with images of the lovely husky that he felt so lucky to be able to call his mate as he gazed out the window of the bus. She had told him that she would be staying in the hotel across town from his home where he, rather unfortunately for the young wolf, still lived with his mother. Although being newly eighteen and graduated from high school this wasn't uncommon for many a young fur. "I wish she would actually let her come over for once" he thought as he stepped off the bus onto the bustling city sidewalk, carrying a rose and a small plush that he had bought for her for their anniversary. his mother didn't exactly approve of his mate but he couldn't see why.
Before too long he had gone through the front entrance of the hotel. It was a rather posh place, a fire was going in the fireplace in the center of the lobby surrounded by comfortable leather chairs. some of the older folks were gathered around the fireplace. Some reading, one a newspaper and another a small romance novel. One, a rather elderly looking bulldog was slowly typing on an oversized looking laptop that that he didn't seem to know how to use. The lobby was mostly quiet other than a rather frustrated labrador that had the attention of many of the staff and the visitors to the hotel as she tried to control her rowdy young ones. But this didn't distract the wolf in the slightest. He was a man on a mission. The young canine walked quickly and obviously very excited, toward his mates room, located on the other side of the hotel. He walked down the silent halls fairly quickly, the only sound coming from his soft footsteps. He had walked these corridors on many occasions coming to see his love.
He passed door after door in the long narrow corridor, checking each brass number plate as he went by, making sure not to miss the proper one. Soon enough he rounded a corner and down another hall and found the room he was looking for. "number 521. Here it is" he thought to himself before stopping short of the door, somewhat startled by what he heard. The very distinct sound of pleasured moans could be heard clearly through the door. The moans that he had grown to know and love as ones caused by him alone. His ears drooped as he listened closer and heard the grunting of another male inside. A male he seemed to recognize but couldn't quite place.
He rapped his paw on the door and heard a gasp come from inside "he's here! Shit he's early!" he heard her whisper frantically to the other male as the wolf knocked once more. "coming!" she shouted to him through the door, hoping that he didn't hear the goings on inside the room. She shuffled quickly to the door, opening it in only a towel to see his angered and hurt expression. "whats wrong babe?" she asked as caring and innocently as she could, moving close to stroke his cheek. He pulled away from her and glared at her "you know what the hell is wrong. I heard you two. Hes still in there isnt he?"He says to her angrily as he spots the tall skinny otter peeking around the corner. "I know what you did" he growls at her softly "and youll bleed for me. I swear you will" he says angrily, tears welling up and starting to roll down his cheeks as he threw the rose down on the floor and ground it into the carpet, glaring at the lanky, obviously frightened otter in the room then back to her. He turned and stormed away from them both, leaving the rose there in the hall, a symbol of their shatered love, ground into the carpet. "fine! Whatever! Hes better anyway!" she called after him before giggling as the otter came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her as she closed the door.
The wolf stormed out of the hotel and into the parking lot, sitting on the curb, sobbing uncontrolably. "t...that bitch'll... pay. She'll pay". He managed to whisper to himself through ragged, painful breaths before standing up and wiping his eyes on the plush he still clutched tightly in his paw as he slowly shuffled off to the bus stop, not to head home, but to begin carrying out his promise. "you'll bleed for me" the words kept running through his head as the bus pulled up to the stop. He dropped the tear stained plush into the wire garbage can before boarding the bus, the tears still evident on his cheeks.