Newfound Love Chapter 5
#5 of Newfound Love Series
5th Chapter
Authors Note:
Story contains large amounts of Mature and Adult related content, as well as M/M and such like that. This chapter also includes major counts of depression and can affect you if you read. The depressive acts are personal, or something that describes how the counts are like. Not something made up. If you are under 18 please back out of the page or close your browser. I am not responsible for you getting caught. And/or if you have a problem with Gay Romance or the like, then don't read. Whatever else this is about...blah....blah...blah.........
I am also sorry if the real content is disturbing or makes you worried. I am fine, this was written during a bad time. Anyway, on with the story!
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-Early Morning-
Time: 4:00 AM
Location: Davon Memorial Hospital
I was in a dark world, wandering through the lands of nothing but burned ground and fire. I felt the ground rumble, with a very faint voice calling out my name from the black and red skies above me. I saw another figure off in the distance, and walked towards it. I felt for my hands, and didn't feel anything, all I felt like was air, and I felt weightless. I walked over to the figure and stood in front of it. No indication of a face or anything because it was too dark. I reached out and tried to touch the figure. But as soon as I did, I felt the figure grip my arm and suddenly a huge flash of light beamed into my eyes.
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I could barely see, but I could hear people shouting all around me. I could barely breathe and felt some kind of device covering my face, bringing in cold fresh air into my lungs. I tried to sit up, only to find something binding me down to the bed. I opened my eyes, and could see a bit better this time. I could see a few doctors and Felix, who had tears running down his eyes and occasionally looking up to see wherever the hell we were going. I tried to speak, but nothing came out, and felt like I was about to choke because my throat was so dry. I felt Felix's hand rub my throat and I looked up at him, he looked down at me and kept telling me I'm going to be ok. I cleared my throat out with a large grunt, and the doctors took the mask off of me. We stopped moving, and I heard a squeaky door open and we rolled into an elevator.
The elevator squeaked to a halt and the doors opened again. We went off the elevator and right into another room, and then we stopped. I was pulled into another room which had padding around the room. "Okay Skye, we're gonna put you in here to make sure you can stand. Your body suffered extreme amounts of electricity from the stun gun. You should be able to move fine if you walk around 5-10 minutes at a time for the next couple of hours. If you have any problems, tell your friend of yours or press the nurses' button. We will be back in a little while." I nodded to him slightly as the doctors exited out of the door and left us alone in the room. Felix helped me up off the bed, removing the excess equipment off of me and grabbing my waist. I got off the bed, faltering a little bit, but then I found my balance and stood up. I had Felix holding me as we walked over to the bench covered in white padding. I sat down and hung my head and rubbed it as Felix tried to start up a conversation. "So what happened Skye? I heard something about you and your fun having some intense fun or something and next thing I know you've had a heart attack." "Crowley came over because we hadn't seen each other in like a few weeks. And..." "Skye, you need to tell me, be as detailed as you can, don't hold back on detail." "We got right down to sex." Felix looked at me but nodded at me to continue. "We got right down to it and spent a good couple hours exploring each other's bodies. I had my rubber suit and murrsuit on as well. We got lost in it and it got to the point where I was top and he was the bottom." I could see a tear come from Felix's eye as I continued. "We ended up sleeping for about 4 hours in each other's arms. We then woke up at that time. Well, he was already awake and was sucking my cock, and it woke me up. I noticed though that the suits I had on were taken off and my fur was brushed a bit. He was teasing me a bit as he continued to suck on me. And then he proceeded to ride me to the point of almost orgasming right then and there. He even kept sliding past my knot a few times. Then I whispered in his ear the word "boom", and that how all this started. I have a fetish for physical abuse during sex, usually when I am about to cum. He was really into it. That's probably why you see bruises on my chest and body." He sniffed loudly as I knew he was holding back. "What about the burn marks?" "Let me finish the story. So after a large amount of physical abuse, he hit right above my cock and it made me snap a bit. I picked him up and threw him on the bed as I slammed into him harder than I thought I could manage at this point. After about ten minutes of that we both came. But then I decided my pain wasn't enough, so I.....pulled out a million volt stun gun I had stored and started using it." Felix whimpered loudly as I heard him almost burst into tears. I sighed and continued on. "I put the stun gun at maximum power and ignited it onto my body. The shock was excruciatingly painful, but it caused me to hit two more orgasms until I pulled out. We were both dizzy and faltering at this point. Crowley got up off the bed and instantly collapsed. I ran over to the phone to try to dial 911, but I fell down to the floor as well. When I was able to stand again, I felt the electricity flow through my joints and I blacked out and slammed down on the floor. I guess the paramedics or somebody happened to find us." Felix gulped a bit before I could see a hint of anger in his eyes. "Why in the fuck would you do that Skye?! You almost fucking killed yourself!! You had a fucking heart attack and was this close to fucking dying!!! Did you even think about what the consequences were!?!" I was drawn aback on how loud he was yelling, I had never seen him angry. "Felix, just calm dow...." "NO I WILL NOT FUCKING CALM DOWN!!!! YOU DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT ME, YOU DIDN'T THINK ABOUT ME BEFORE YOU POTENTIALLY DIED!!! HOW WOULD THAT HAVE MADE ME FEEL IF YOU JUST DIED THE DAY AFTER WE BECAME A COUPLE?!?!?!?! I WOULD'VE FUCKING KILLED MYSELF AFTER HEARING THAT!!!!" I walked up to him and grabbed his shoulders "You need to calm the fuck down, I know what I did was wrong and dangerous but you don't need to scream it to the heavens!!!" He pushed me back away from him and planted a punch right in the side of my muzzle, making me fall back and hit the ground. I covered my muzzle while I curled up on the ground looking at him. I felt myself about to burst into tears. "You didn't fucking think Skye, I can't be with somebody that takes their own life and doesn't think about it. WE ARE THROUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!" His voice echoed through the room as he walked past me and smashed his foot-paw into my side, cracking a rib. I screamed in pain as my side blazed into instant pain and blood was flowing from my muzzle. He kicked the door open with his foot and stormed out of the room, not looking back or saying another word. I instantly burst into tears soon as I hear the door slam, crying so loud to the point of hurting my own ears. I lost it, I felt so bad for what I did and didn't feel myself anymore. I got up from laying on the padded surface, a large amount of blood puddled on it. I went over to the door and a few doctors rushed in, worried looks on their faces as I stood and covered my muzzle. They approached me and tried to help my wound. But I just ran away from them and down the long hallways. I found a small closet and the end of the hall and dashed in there. I locked the door and fell to the ground bursting into tears yet again. I felt I had no self-worth, I lost the love of my life in the matter of a day, barely. I almost killed myself. I lost the will to live.....
5 Weeks later........
I was in my living room, laying on the urine and shit soaked couch. It had been about 3 weeks since I left the hospital, I ended up walking home from the hospital. I had been doing nothing but sleeping, crying, or feeling sick as fuck. I didn't do anything at all, or even cared anymore. I didn't go anywhere, I didn't eat anything. I didn't talk to Crowley after the incident, even though he said he still wants to be my pet, and he wanted to forget it ever happened. But, my focus was Felix. I was skinny as hell, considering my high metabolism and me eating 3-5 meals a day. I hadn't eaten anything in over 2 weeks. Only little bits of water and that was it. My house became dirty and uncared for. Old, dirty dishes piled up in the kitchen, old laundry piled up everywhere. The house stunk like a dying soul. Oh wait, that was mine. I gave up on everything, I felt nothing more than a statistic. I wanted nothing more to be tortured again to the point of having limbs sliced off of me, I wanted to be peeled like a banana, I wanted to suffer more for what I did. I had multiple gashes and cuts scattered across my body. I had dried blood on my muzzle and on my chest, arms, legs, and feet. I cut myself repeatedly, sometimes up to 15 times a day. I bought a shit ton of ibuprofen and aspirin and combined them, taking as many as 50 pills a day. I still didn't take the pain away. It just made it worse. I had scabs appearing on my body from the lack of nutrition and cleanliness. I hadn't showered in weeks, or even cared about it. My mail piled up by the door, bills left unpaid, everything else used for "tissues". My plumbing had backed up and my electricity had been shut off. My only night light being flashlights and candles. No one had visited me, Crowley tried to , but I didn't let him in. Alone was all I was ever going to be for the rest of my life. So why not start it now? I hadn't done anything sexual since the incident, not even pawing. I tried once, but ended up passing out from trying too hard. I had counts of passing out and throwing up almost every day, sometimes coughing up a bit of blood from the painkiller's toxic mix. I listened to music off of my ipod, using a battery powered charger. But most of music was blurred anyway, since, nothing mattered to me anymore. Felix was what only mattered......I just wanted to lay there and die.............
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