Heya! Another Minicat book!
Warning: There might be some triggering things In here, so be warned.

The cat Craig Is based off of^

The picture the chapter Is somewhat based off of^
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I'm currently cuddled up to my boyfriend on our couch, his arm was wrapped around me as we stared at the television. He looked down at me and smiled, picking my small frame up and placing me down In his lap. I stared up at him, a small blush coating my cheeks as he ran a hand over my hair. My orangish brown cat ears perked up at his touch, the Insides of my ears were white and the orangish brown looked as If It were ticked, creating a unique coat pattern. My hair had been dyed for charity, the color pink exactly. My orangish brown cat tail flicked behind me, the fur looked almost black near the tip of It. My boyfriend giggled and poked my nose, causing me to giggle and bury my head Into his chest. "Craig, sweetheart?" He asked, I hummed In response, glancing up at him. "Do you mind If I Invite the guys over?" He questioned, I thought for a second as I flicked an ear. "Who exactly?" Came my quiet reply, my British accent coming out. "Evan, Jonathan, Brock, Brian and Marcel." I thought carefully, I didn't have a problem with who he was Inviting over, It's just... Jonathan likes to push me around due to my short height and how "feminine" I look. Evan usually joins Into the teasing because Jonathan's his boyfriend, but I'm not entirely sure If Evan likes It or not. Jonathan had a history of being a bully In high school. I fully looked up to him and smiled. "I don't see why not," He smiled even brighter and planted a kiss on my lips. When he pulled away I slipped out of his grasp. "Where ya going?" He questioned, I looked up at him as he stood up. Did I forget to mention he!s like 6'3"? "To get my hat, I'm sure as hell not letting the guys see my cat features." I huffed, pushing my glasses up on my nose. As I headed for the stairs I turned around. "Oh and Tyler, I love you." I giggled, Tyler smiled brightly. "Love you too, baby." I turned around and headed up the stairs, I walked down the hallway and Into Tyler and I's room. I grabbed my hoodie off the bed and grabbed my hat. Slipping my hoodie on, I, comfortably, stuffed my tail Into It. I put my hat on and made sure my ears were hidden by both my hair and the hat.

It didn't take long for the guys to come over, Jonathan stared at me, his eyes grazing over me. I shifted uncomfortably and attempted to shrink further Into the couch. Tyler was talking to them as Evan stood beside Jonathan. Brian and Brock walked Into the house, Brian's arm wrapped around Brock. I raised an eyebrow at the two and giggled quietly, Marcel soon followed and waved at me as he saw me. I lazily waved back with a welcoming smile on my face. Marcel might rage and curse a lot, but he can be a sweetheart. Tyler walked over to me and the guys sat themselves onto the couches. "Mario Kart anyone?" Tyler smirked as some agreed, I agreed to watch them play. So It was Tyler, Brock, Brian and Marcel playing. Tyler came over and at on the couch, placing me In his lap. Evan was cuddled up on Jonathan's lap as the two sat beside us and watched. Brian, Brock and Marcel sat next to each other. Tyler, Brian, Brock and Marcel had all gotten their controllers and started up the game. When they chose the game and their characters, bikes etc, they chose a map and started. Tyler was top left, Brian was top right, Brock was bottom left and Marcel was bottom right. As they continued to play, Tyler almost threw his controller like five times but due to me being In his lap, he refrained from freaking out too much. Marcel on the other hand was a complete ball of rage. I ended up dying of laughter and If It weren't for Tyler's arms being wrapped around me, I would've fallen to the floor. Tyler glanced down at me from the corner of his eye and almost wheezed at my laughing fit. Marcel continued to rage, yelling curse words at the top of his lungs. "I HATE THIS GODDAMNED GAME! FUCK YOU AND YOUR DAMN RED SHELLS!" Marcel screamed, soon calming down to see me nearly wheezing. Marcel burst out laughing at my laughter, causing the rest to laugh. Tyler was wheezing so hard that they had to pause the game. Marcel looked at his watch. "Hey, Ty?" Tyler sobered up and looked over. "Yeah?" He answered. "Mind going to the store with me?" Tyler shrugged, I crawled off his lap and took the spot Marcel was originally sitting In. Tyler stood up and looked to us, he kissed my forehead and tapped my nose before turning to Marcel and the two headed out. Jonathan looked to Evan then turned his head towards me. "Heya, shortie." Jonathan teased with a grin as they heard Tyler's truck pull out of the driveway. I crossed my arms as Jonathan and Evan stood up. "I'm not that short! Come on guys!" I huffed out In annoyance, Jonathan chuckled mischievously. Brian and Brock watched In silence as Jonathan approached me and yanked me to my feet. Jonathan towered over me, his blue eyes glistened behind his hockey mask. I myself couldn't help but shrink back In fear, I attempted to back up but Evan appeared behind me. Brock looked to Brian, the two looked as If they were silently conversing. Evan shoved me forwards Into Jonathan and I attempted to scramble away from Jonathan, but he only grabbed me by my arms and yanked me back. "Your boyfriend left, shorty~" He purred In my ear, I froze, why was he doing this? Jonathan spun me around so I was facing him, I stared up at him, fear evident In my eyes. "J-Jonathan..?" I stuttered out meekly, he only seemed to smirk behind his mask. He picked me up by the collar of my hoodie, bringing me to eye level with him. His laughter maniacally echoed across the room as he forcefully threw me to the floor, a small whimper escaped me as he crouched down to my level. "Weakling." He hissed In my face. "Unwanted little piece of British shit." He growled. "What makes you think I was EVER your friend?!" He snarled as he slapped me across the face, my small frame was shaking now. Brock was frozen In place and Brian honestly didn't know what to do. Evan kicked me In the side, yet I felt him flinch when he saw tears escape my eyes. I closed my eyes tightly and curled myself Into a ball, tears were falling down my face. H-He's right... I'm a weakling, I-I'm unwanted and... and he was n-never my friend.... I thought as I received a kick In the side from Jonathan which caused me to yowl In pain. "Shut It!" He growled, Evan crouched down. "Why not take your hat off?" He purred, my eyes snapped open and my hands Immediately went over my head. "N-NO!" I yelped, Evan smirked but It looked forced. "Why not? You don't have anything to hide, do you?" He pressed on, I shook my head. "Pl-Please don't..." I weakly whispered, Jonathan snickered. He pried my hands off of my head as Evan yanked my hat off. The problem about dying my hair pink my orangish brown ears stood out against It, majorly. Evan seemed stunned to see my ears, Jonathan just smirked even more If possible. Jonathan wrapped a hand around my left ear and pulled slightly, just enough to cause pain. I cried out, clawing at his hand to make him let go. Jonathan yanked his hand back as he hissed In pain, four claw marks were visible on his hand, all bleeding. "You little shit." He snarled, using all his strength to slap me, the stinging of the slap made me nearly scream In pain. This snapped Brian out of It, he leapt off the couch and at Jonathan. Brian punched Jonathan In the face as he pinned him to the ground. I scrambled to my feet and ran upstairs and for the bathroom, I quickly slammed the door shut and locked It. I slid down the door and my frame quivered as quiet sobs escaped my body. Yelling was heard downstairs, but I blocked that out as I got to my feet. I leaned on the bathroom counter, my eyes landing on something sharp and shiny... a razor blade. I stopped cutting when I moved In with Tyler a year ago, he found out one night when he found me crying In the bathroom. I had forgotten to lock the door that night. I don't remember what exactly triggered the mental breakdown. I hesitantly grabbed the razor blade, I missed It's cool touch as It hit my skin and the stinging pain....
One, weakling
Two, unwanted little piece of British shit
Three, Did you really think I was ever your friend?!
Four, freak
Five, you broke your promise to Tyler
Six, go fall In a hole and die!
I watched the crimson red blood shine through the cuts on my wrist, It was mesmerizing...

Downstairs

A truck pulled Into the driveway and two men stepped out, one with brown hair and tanned skin, the other darker skinned and brown eyes with black hair. Both heard yelling as they turned to walk Into the house. As the two hurriedly entered the house, they saw Brian holding Jonathan by the neck and Brock. trying to calm Evan down. Craig, was no where In sight. "What the fuck Is going on here?!" Yelled the brown haired male, his piercing blue eyes filled with confusion, anger and worry. The yelling made the four stop what they're doing and turn towards the male. "Jonathan straight up out of nowhere started to bully Craig when you two left!" Brian yelled out, his thick Irish accent showing through his fury. The male's eyes flickered with rage. "Where. Is. Craig?" He snarled, Brock pointed to the stairs as he comforted Evan. Evan was crying and muttering things like 'I'm sorry' and 'Jonathan made me do It'. The male turned and ran up the stairs, he headed straight for the room at the end of the hallway and entered. The bathroom door was shut, he and Craig never left It shut unless someone was In there...

With Craig

I heard footsteps run up the stairs after Tyler's voice came cutting through the others and silencing the. The person, whom I'm guessing Is Tyler, walked quickly Into the bedroom. Footsteps came towards the bathroom door and someone lightly knocked on It. I didn't bother turning my head as they tried opening It, only to find It locked. "Craig..?" Came Tyler's soft, calming voice. Craig's hands began to shake and he dropped the razor blade, the noise zit made as It hit the sink alarmed Tyler. "Craig, please open this door." Tyler urged, Craig felt tears stream down his face as he hesitantly unlocked the door. Tyler opened It and when he saw Craig, he embraced him In a hug as Craig burst out crying Into his boyfriends chest. Once Craig calmed down, he pulled back, still with Craig In his arms and examined his arm carefully. Tyler sighed and brought Craig over to the sink, washing the blood off his arm and wrapping It up. He carefully turned Craig to face him. "Baby, why'd you do It?" He whispered, noticing his boyfriend didn't have his hat on. He lightly touched his ears and when his hand grazed over Craig's left ear, Craig flinched away. "Did he pull on your ear?" Tyler asked through gritted teeth, he was attempting to keep his cool. Craig meekly nodded, Tyler's eyes flared with anger. Tyler turned and walked out, heading downstairs. As Tyler entered the living room, the second he spotted Jonathan, he slammed him up against the wall. "What the fuck did you do to Craig?!" He yelled In anger, Jonathan just smirked and didn't answer. Earning a punch In the face from Tyler. "You fucking touch him, pull his ear or slap him again. And you better hope I never see your face again because I'll fucking murder you. Understood?!" Tyler snarled, oh yeah, Tyler saw the hand print on Craig's cheek. Jonathan's eyes were filled were fear but he tried to not look frightened. Tyler tightened his grip on Jonathan's neck. "UNDERSTOOD?!" He yelled, Jonathan gulped and nodded. Tyler punched him once more In the face, full force. Jonathan's nose started bleeding as Tyler dropped him and he gasped for air. His nose was most definitely broken. "Now get the fuck out of my house!" Tyler yelled, he stared the others down and nodded at Brian In thanks. The others left and you could hear Brock saying "Don't worry Evan, you can stay with Brian and I. He won't hurt you anymore." Marcel came and hugged Tyler before leaving and closing the door behind him. Once everyone was gone, Tyler turned and walked upstairs. He walked Into his and Craig's room to see Craig cuddled up on their bed, he had his hoodie off so his tail was visible, curled around his leg. Tyler crawled Into bed beside his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around Craig. Craig seemed to relax and he opened his eyes slightly, he had his glasses off so everything was blurry to him. "Shhh, just go to sleep Craig," Tyler whispered and Craig turned around and cuddled up to Tyler, Tyler turned off the lights and pulled the covers over them. "Goodnight Tyler... I lover you..." Whispered Craig.

"I love you too, Craig."

A/N Andddddd I IZ DONE! I started this hours ago and It's..... 12:05 AM
Welp
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