The Ideal Pet

He woke up with a fright. His vision blurred and his body burned like thousands of needles pierced his skin. He moaned in agony but he was silent, no sound came out of his mouth as he screamed. His chest felt heavy like he had a layer of bricks laid out on his chest. He struggled to get up but he couldn’t move. His eyes finally focused and he immediately shut them close. He couldn’t believe what he saw. The burning sensation intensifies and he tries to scream again but air blows betweens his lips.

The hairs on the back of his neck raises. He flinches as he feels his skin ripping apart. Bloody craters start to form on his face. He tried to shut his eyes as tight as he could but couldn’t endure the pain any longer. He opens his eyes and finally the scream escapes his mouth. He couldn’t believe his eyes. A 5’5 tall creature turns around with a long black tail swipes across the bed. The tail felt silky and smooth across his legs. He attempts to lunge at the creature but he is immobilized.

The heavy weight is on his chest again. He shuts his eyes and uses all of his strength to slightly turn his head. A gust of air blows into his face and a burning sensation goes up his nose and down his spine. It felt like he had an internal furnace. Everything hurt as he struggled to stay conscious. The weight intensifies on his chest cavity. A sharp pain stabs him on the side. “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!”, blared in the empty room. The same sharp pain stabs him on the right side of his rib cage. All 12 pairs of ribs ripped out of his skin. He lays with his chest open and out flies a black and chrome colored sphinx. He manages to open his eyes to see the bright green eyes stare back at him. The creature turns and he sees the golden whiskers and bright blue eyes move closer to his face. The burning sensation is unbearable. “PpppllllPlease” he whispers. She flashes her fangs that illuminate in the moonlight. A harsh, “NOOO!” screeches in the room. The sphinx flies over and lands on the creature. He closes his eyes and passes out. He wakes up to his cat purring in his face. His phone dings and he gets a calendar notifications that it's Lucy's birthday.

“It was just a dream”, he thinks as he’s wiping the sweat off of his brow. He pushes his cat off of his lap. He tries to stand but he slumps back down on the couch. He feels a sharp piercing pain on his rib cage. His cat jumps on the couch and tries to climb on the man. “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!” It feels like the same pain from dream. He begins coughing up blood. Blood spatters on the cats whisper and the cat runs away. He tries to stifle the cough with his hands. His hands are covered in blood. “Help! He managed to blurt out. The house is completely silent. Something passes in the corner of his eye. He looks in that direction but doesn’t see anything but his bookcase. The pain intensifies in his chest.

“Why is this happening?!” He yells out. He feels a silky smooth tail on the back of his neck. He turns around and looks up. He quickly shuts his eyes close. A gust of air blows into his face and a burning sensation goes up his nose and down his spine.

“I’m not ready to die” he yelps out. His eyelids are yanked open and he’s face to face with the creature.

“Too late.” It hisses. *Ping* He looks at his phone and it’s a notification: Lucy’s Birthday. The cat brushes past his leg. He reaches down and pets the cat.

“Happy Birthday Lucy” He looks down at the cat.