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Anomaly

Part 1:Without me

The man ran, he ran deep into the overgrown forest, through the bushes through the puddles and trees screaming in agony trying to get away from the vicious hunter for he was her prey, "Please!" The man yelled out of breath trying even harder to get away.

The hunter not slowly down for even a second starts inching closer and closer to her prey. The man starts screaming even more in agony as he slips on a wild, overgrown root. He lets out a scream in pain, his ankle twisted like a branch. "PLEASE! I'm begging you I have a family!"

The man tries to crawl in vain away from his hunter but it's no use. She catches up to him in just a second the man can see her and even hear her more closely.

She's wearing a muddy-up cropped shirt with ripped Jean shorts and two white bunny ears sprouting from her fluffy blonde hair, a baseball hanging from her wrists connected with a dainty charm bracket

"It be so empty without me" The man hears the familiar loud music from from the ground. She crouches down to the struggling man still crawling back from her. She looks at his twisted ankle, she's grabs it harshly then lets it down with a scream from the aching man.

She looks up at him, and takes out one earbud, "Look man, you’re in a lot of pain obviously" she nudges to his ankle "We can do this the easy way or the hard way either way I'm still getting my money" she shrugs. The bunny straightens up "What will it be?"

The man turns around on his stomach and tries to crawl slowly like a snail away from the bunny. She rolls and then sighs "The hard way it is" She snatches her baseball bat from her wrist and makes a heavy strike to her prey's head with a thunk the man passes out on the muddy floor.

She lets her bat dangle from her wrist and she sighs "shit," she looks down at her shoes and clothes caked with mud and branches. The hunter throws down her wrist like a child throwing a tantrum "FUCK ME MAN" she screams into the empty woods. The hunter reaches behind her into a pink zip-up pouch, she pulls out a thick rope. She crouches down to her prey and starts tying

Once she ties up her prey together nicely in a bow she starts to drag him by the feet through the muddy forest. As she gets closer to the edge of the forest, she sees the grassy clearing where she chased the man into the forest she grabs another item out of her pink pouch. A phone with a bright pattern of strawberries.

She props up her prey upon a moldy stump. As she starts searching through her phone her prey starts to wake up dazed. He looks around with his head spinning he looks up at his hunter, and he passes out again from fright but this time he starts to cough and rips up blood as he falls forward onto the hunter's bleach-white shoes.

She sees this all unfold her white shoes getting stained red by the prey's bloody mouth. She kicks him up and he falls onto his side "ARE YOU FUKING KIDDING ME" She starts to kick him in the stomach out of anger the man wince in pain but still refuses to get up. With a final kick and wheeze from the man, she gives up and goes back to her phone.

She puts the sweet phone against her ear she starts impatiently tapping her foot against the green grass. On the final ring, the person finally answers, he lets out a brief cough, "What do you need Bonnie?" She sighs "I need you to come to pick me up," she asks slightly annoyed at the late answer, "this asshole led me farther from where I was supposed to beat his ass and he got blood all over my new shoes!", she screeches kicking him one more time in the stomach.

"New?" He asks suspiciously, "new to me anyways" She lets out an even bigger sigh. "So can you pick me up or not?" She asks more impatient than ever, "Give me like 10 ish minutes, I'm almost done with this joint" Bonnie stomps around kicking a stone around her bloody sneakers. "Thankssss I'm in the clearing where the old barn used to be.” She says with fake sweetness, “Also isn't this like your 5 joint this week?” She continues.

"Hey I worked hard for this joint let me smoke it" Bonnie rolls her eyes settling down on the rotting stump, "whatever Andrew, see you in a bit." She hangs up her phone before he can say goodbye, she gets up from the stump and walks to her prey she crouches down to his eyes. Bonnie starts smacking his head to wake him up.

With a groan, the man's awake with a bloody mouth and bruised stomach he wince seeing Bonnie in the light. "V wanted me to give you a warning, so whatever the fuck you did don't do it again," she says jabbing him hard in the stomach. The man moans even louder, Bonnie stands up straight and takes a picture of the bruised man. She sends the photo to her boss. “I did the job.” Bonnie texts, She stumbles back to her stump watching the phone intently. The three dots Turn into a message “Pick up your money tonight at the tiger's cage.”

Bonnie falls back down sitting on the stump with a thud and sigh of relief. She puts her phone back in her pouch and reaches for her cigarettes. As she lights the stick she starts questioning her life like any person would do, she covers her eyes with her hands "fuuuuuuuuck I can't believe this is my life" she says with her cigarette lulling out smoke.

She looks up at the sky, it's not dark yet but it's not the brightest, especially in this area of the town. She looks at the blues and white clouds circling the sky, she takes a deep drag of her cigarette, and for a split second shes at peace, with the world with herself. She closes her eyes cigarette wedged between her lipstick-covered lips.

Then the asshole known as Andrew shows up honking the horn, and Bonnie jumps from the stump rolling her eyes at the moment that was ruined, stomping out her cigarette she heads to the red pickup truck. He stares and without words nods his head back to the passenger seat, he's saying hurry your ass up without speaking. He has bad bags under his eyes not from lack of sleep I think from lack of life and a new joint between his lips his hair is more shaggy than ever. "Hold your horses give me a second!" She gets up from the weirdly comforting stump and santures over to the old red pickup truck. She opens the creaking door and hops right in, "Hey, you look normal shouldn't it be time yet" As she put on her seatbelt she looks up from at the sky, "Hi to you too, you know how it goes, it does whatever it wants so we should get going already" Andrew says with dread.

Bonnie turns to the tires man "I'm going to Tiger’s cage to party a lil and get paid. You wanna come?" Andrew keeps his eyes on the road "Yeah, but I need to sell, and that's only if my shift goes right tonight," Bonnie stares at him disappointed, "really man, you can't sell another night" she complains "Come on have fun, party with us. I'm pretty sure Talia is gonna wanna go to." She looks at him with hope, but he disappoints her "Nah I can't I got some shit to pay soon I need the money."

"Are you gonna pre-game with us at least," Andrew shrugs "Sure, I'm gonna need I feel like this shift is gonna be a pain in the ass" Bonnie looks out the window passing by the old trees surrounding their town, the markets, the book stores. She wishes she could stay like this forever being rocked by the shakey car, seeing the people walk home. But then she sees the glances they give her, the eyes she had seen for most of her life, the glances of confusion, hate, wonder she's seen them all.

As they ride through the town going up the bumpy road to their side of town, three trailers surround a dry patch of grass in the middle there’s a burnt-up leftover bond fire. The trailers are all decorated in their own little ways, pink accents complimenting the plain white of the trailer. Flowers lining the outskirts of the trailer, roses, roses that she planted and cultivated. Dancing against the small breeze of the hill. Bonnie’s trailer is in the middle a little less decorated but still has character. The pink one is Talias she even has a little canopy between hers and mine, she uses it for sunbathers sometimes. Then there’s Andrew plain but still has an old charm that one might not grasp the first time looking at it, it’s just simply white, and fairy lights are strung above the trailers dangling and swaying.

Bonnie and Andrew step out of the creaking truck, onto the green grass, “I’m going to change and shower, Talia gets out around 7 so will probably leave around 8 or 9, that Cool?” Bonnie asks stretching her limbs while walking to her trailer, Andrew walks the steps to his trailer, “Yeah that’s fine, you wanna chill in my chill trailer till she gets home?” Bonnie shrugs her shoulders and gives a small sure, she opens her trailer door slamming it behind her.

Bonnie dumps her bat and pink pouch next to the door, as she walks through her trailer she sheds all of her clothes and dumps them in the hamper. She catches her body in the mirror stops and stares she sees her roots growing a little dark seeping into the platinum blonde. She has big hips she thinks ass she stares at her ass she looks up to her shoulder looking at the small dainty daisy tattoo, she smiles remembering the moment she got it and how she was happy getting a tattoo from her best friend more like a sister at this point. She brushes over the tattoo still feels the same as the day she got it. She saunters into the bathroom and hops into the shower washing away the sins of the day hoping to start a new for the night.

Bonnie with a towel warped around her body but not her hair. Her bunny ears are too big to be contained around a towel, she steps out of the bathroom into her room. Bonnie’s room is a bit of a mess, clothes knives, even some guns scatter her room. She has a huge king-size bed in the corner with no bed frame just a white duvet and pillows to match, with a vanity messily filled with makeup and hair care products. A wall of small photos line above her bed, some Polaroid some taken with actual pictures.

Bonnie walks over to a dark brown amour lined with little trinkets and her knife collection. She pulls out a stack of clothes and throws them right on the bed. She also turns on her yellow radio blasting the radio station. “Welcome to 99.9 the R&B station,” the radio starts blasting Beats, Bonnie nods along to the song dancing as her cotton tail twitches in the air.

She starts shaking her hips to the song as she walks over to her vanity. She plugs in a hair dryer she starts drying her trying to be careful around her sensitive ears. She starts deciding what she wants to do tonight or maybe who. For Talia sure is someone she thinks in her head as her blonde curls dance around her face. Maybe she will just get a drink and dance maybe she’ll dance with a stranger the night is still young after all.

Once Bonnie is done putting on her clothes, a tight cropped t-shirt with glitter on that she took from Talia and blue booty shorts that are just above her belly button. She grabs her cigarettes and lighter tucking them into the waistband of her shorts and starts walking to Andrew's trailer with her yellow radio in hand. Bonnie walks the steps then knocks as hard she can on the door.

Bonnie hears it’s open and slams open the door as loud as she can, which makes the sleepy Andrew jump. Andrew's trailer is a lot like Bonnie’s except with a lot more stolen trinkets, he has a bed in the corner of the room with a wood frame (stolen) and a blue duvet(stolen from a Macy’s). The bed is a twin but still has room for two if you catch her drift, he has a Marblo poster hanging from his bed, and across from that on the wall of the trailer, he has two very old grandma couches. A brown coffee sits in front of the couch with two bongs and a rolling tray, he has dime bags lined up on the table, weed, ketamine, and other illegal substances in small bags.

Andrew is lying down on one of the said grandma couches with his head resting on the armchair another joint smoking in his mouth. Bonnie places the small speaker down on the counter and walks over to his fridge without even saying hi. She sticks her whole head in the fridge looking through it hadn’t been clean since stolen fridge, her ass sticking out of the fridge her cotton tail twitching against the coldness of the fridge. Andrew with turns his head to Bonnie, he smirks “nice ass bunny” he wolf whistles, “shut up” Bonnie says slightly annoyed but she still hiding her smile in the fridge.

Andrew takes a big drag of his joint, “That’s not what you said last time bunny” Andrew starts rubbing his body and mimics moaning “Oh Andrew keep going push it in de-“he’s cut off by the sound of the fridge slamming shut. “Do you wanna get cut the fuck up?” Bonnie says flushed, holding two sweating beers in hand. Andrew puts his hands back at his side, joint still spewing smoke, “that’s what I thought.”

Bonnie walks over to his kitchen and starts to rummage through his kitchen drawers. “Why do you even keep your beer in the back of the fridge?” Bonnie complains. She finds the bottle opener and pops the beers open. “To keep bunnies like you from stealing my liquor” Bonnie stares at Andrew for a second from this angle she can see the little scuff he has at the bottom of his chin, she rolls her eyes what a white boy she thought.

Bonnie starts walking over to Andrew beers in hand as she walks she can hear something, Andrew starts grunting in pain his body starts to shake. Bonnie rushes over to him placing the beers on the coffee table, she crouches down to his level, she’s seen it a hundred times before and she’ll probably see it again Tomorrow. He holds his hands against his head, he’s now screaming in pain he’s even sweating from the pain. Bonnie sees the dark brown ears sprout from his head, she then sees the Blonde to dark brown tail sprout, it’s swishing in between his legs.

Andrew starts to calm down once the shift is down he’s painting heavily now, you can even see his teeth are a bit sharper, and his nails a little longer. He hits his fist on the couch cushion, “Fuck this stupid fucking curse!” Bonnie caresses his head to calm him down.

Andrew is different from other anomalies he was born a werewolf, but unlike other werewolves, he is cursed. Normal werewolves are born with their ears and tails and can shift fully into their wolf form. But for as long as Andrew can remember he was different only shifting at night not knowing what would happen to him or what he’d become.

Bonnie stands up straight and grabs the beer bottles from behind her. Andrew sits up and rubs his temples cursing under his breath, Bonnie turns around beer in hand, and shakes the beer in his face. Andrew swiftly takes it and starts chugging it. Bonnie sits down next to him with a small thud slamming herself into the couch. Andrew jumps a little from the impact.

They both take swings of their beers in total silence between the two, only the radio blasting music, you don’t hold no rank the music echoes through the trailer. Bonnie turns to Andrew finally breaking the silence, “at least you didn’t go full wolf this time” she says sympathetically. Andrew puts his head in his hands, “yeah you're right” he runs his head and runs his fingers through his hair. “You wanna help me finish packing all my shit?” He asks gesturing over to his stash. “I’ll give you like a quarter cut too,” he says shaking the substances in her face.

Bonnie gives him a small smile a sure passing through her lips. Andrew brings out jars filled with green and a little brick, he places them on the table and they start to pack and measure. Bonnie takes a deeper notice of his appearance, he’s your typical druggie she thinks, his hair is ruff and messy, and he’s wearing a loose band t and an Army green trench coat with little parts ripped or straight torn off.

After a while of weighing weed and other drugs Bonnie’s bunny ears twitch towards the door. With a big slam the door swings open Talia walks in piercings shining in the fluorescent light. Talia sighs, turns around closes the door as gently as she came in, even though she is not in her trailer she starts stripping immediately, taking off her beanie covering her cat ears, her oversized black corduroy coat which hides an white tube top, then her baggy denim pants unleashing her tail and last her black face mask.

Talia stretches out her limbs much like a cat would, her black tail uncurling and her ears standing on edge. Now she’s in nothing but her black underwear and black tube top. Talia gives the two druggies a head nod, Bonnie gives a small sup and Andrew acnolges her with a head nod with the blunt pouting smoke. Andrew looks up at her away from the drug “You could have knocked you know” he complains, “for all you know, we could have been fucking” Andrew goes back to measuring. “I heard you to fuck before your not the quietest” Talia chimes with a sinker. She walks over to Andrew, her stomach dangerously close to his head, “Aww they grew back” Talia starts scratching Andrew's ears, his face morphing into pure pleasure, he starts to lean into her cat claws even rubbing his head against them. Bonnie jumps in her seat “Oooh me next me next” her bunny ears twitching. Talia gives a small laugh a smile bringing on her face.

“Hey, would you wanna go to the tiger's den with us tonight?” Bonnie asks still witnessing the sight, Andrew now has his face nuzzled into Talia's stomach, and she’s now rubbing his face and his ears. “Sure I’m just gonna steal Andrews's shower first” Andrews's eyes pop open he has now realized what he’s doing, he stops for a moment and looks up at Talia, but he doesn’t pull away, “would you wanna get ready in my trailer,” Talia asks not really caring, still petting his pretty head. “For sure, mine is a mess” They continue for a bit going back and forth Talia complaining about a client that wouldn’t stop moving then Bonnie, talking about the guy today. Andrew just sitting there in his world not a care in the world.

Once Talia had enough, she looked down at a very tired Andrew, “Can I use your shower, Randy Andy.” He gives a very tired nod and ever so gently Talia lowers him to the armrest of his couch. Bonnie mouths Talia “I’m gonna steal his booze” Talia nods enthusiastically, “Meet me in my trailer” she mouths. Bonnie chugs her now empty beer bottle, she tries to tiptoe along with Talia, who’s now trying to tiptoe to the bathroom. Bonnie ends up raiding Andrew's booze supplies, but the sleeping Andrew is blissfully unaware. Snoring a little even, Bonnie tip toes, to the door, her hand waving over Andrew's face making sure he’s sleeping. She closes the door every so gently and makes her way to the pink trailer.

Andrew still lays down blissfully unaware, of his liquor being drained from his stash. Talia walks out of the shower in of course Andrew's towel wrapped around herself. She then steals a pair of boxers and an oversized t-shirt from his collection, everything being stolen right underneath his nose Andrews still snoozing with a mouth open this time snoring loudly.

She starts to walk out of the trailer barefoot, closing the door with a slight crash. Talia then hears an even loud radio playing wiz Khalifa, what the fuck? She thought as she stomped to her pastel trailer, feeling the dirt and grass beneath her feat her tail swaying in the wind. “Oh hell nah get that old shit out of here!” She yells as she slams open the trailer doors closing it behind her.

It’s not an unusual sight for her to see, Bonnie lying down on her stomach rolling something on her bed. “Don’t dis the wiz” Bonnie says licking the rolling paper. Bonnie nudges her head to Talia's white pastel amour all types of liquor sweating there. “You couldn’t put a coaster down or something, unlike some people I pay for my furniture” Talia Sass brings up the amount of stolen shit we have. She’s always been anal about her room, probably because it’s the first time in a while she’s had one. Her trailer while not as big as the others was filled to the brim with frills and pastels. Hell, even the walls are pink, a canopy bed lies in the corner with sheer white floating above the bed. Frilly pillows and plushies lay on her bed with hot pink sheets. She also has pink carpets lining the floor and a small white vanity with a huge oval mirror against the wall.

Talia grabs the tequila bottle taking a big swing. She sits next to Bonnie who has now finished rolling, Talia passes the bottle to Bonnie, once she takes the clear blue bottle, Talia lays on Bonnie’s lower back, her wet hair tickling Bonnie’s lower back. Bonnie places the tequila bottle next to the bed and reaches into her shorts waistband pulling out a small pink lighter. With a spark, it blazes bright against the darkness of the room. Bonnie puts the bright flame against the joint, she starts smoking with ease coughing with the first puff. “I forgot how strong his shit was” Bonnie wheezes a bit, she then hands the smoking blunt to Talia who passes with a head turn she reaches for the tequila bottle and takes another deep swing the bottle sloshing about.

Bonnie rolls her eyes at the feline, “Well once this hits I’m gonna get ready” She takes another deep hit of her joint, and Bonnie lets the smoke lull out of her mouth the smokey clouds surrounding her lush face. Bonnie lifts her head her bunny ears spinning right up. “Can I please, ever so please borrow your huge ass hoops, please please.” Bonnie puts her hands together begging and giving Talia the puppy dog eyes or bunny eyes, “Yeah but I swear To god if you lose them”

“Oh trust me I won’t,” Bonnie says hitting her blunt thinking about what the night has in store.

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