-The Words Left Unspoken-
“Oh my goodness, what happened?” She exclaimed, looking at me worriedly as I sighed, smiling tiredly.
“Well, mum, it’s just business as usual, I’m sure you understand.”
She looked at my bruises and tattered clothes before sighing.
“You were beaten up again, weren’t you?” She said with a sad smile.
“I knew you’d catch on quickly, mother.” I said as I opened the first aid kit.
She watched as I treated my bruises, giving me a worried look every time I cringed in pain. I could also see the curiosity in her eyes.
“I just wanted to feed her.” I explained, looking down.
“She looked so malnourished and was suffering, I couldn’t bear it. When they noticed I fed her some of my lunch, they started mocking me and took the food away from her.”
I looked up to see that mother was holding my hand, which I didn’t notice was clenched tightly.
“I’m sure you can imagine what happened next. I pushed one away to recover the food, but he had friends with him.” I shook my head as I sighed.
“Sometimes I just wish we’d never discovered them. They deserve their freedom, not to be kept in captivity like this and abused.”
Mother wiped away my tears with her finger silently as I attempted to look away.
“I’m proud of you for doing your best for them, my son. Just look at Claire, she looks really happy because you take good care of her.”
I looked up, seeing mother’s smiling face.
“That’s right, Claire…I should go see how she’s doing.” I said, standing up and making my way to her room.
Claire was a Nekogirl, a species that an Adventurer discovered while exploring the deep jungle of Lemuria. It was a species that, as documented so far, consisted of only females. They looked human, except they were full of fur and had feline characteristics, hence the name.
This was a rare chance to get to know this new species, to co-exist with them peacefully. However, the world is not so simple. Greedy businessmen hired hunters to capture them and now, the trading of Nekogirls has become a commercial industry.
It makes me sick that they’re exploited simply because they’re different and lack the capability to retaliate. They were a peaceful race that never put up a resistance or retaliated in any way to their captors.
As I was thinking about it, I found myself in front of the door to her room. I opened it and saw Claire sitting in her cage, lazily yawning, tail swishing left and right. She noticed me and I think I saw her smile before coming closer within the constraint of her cage.
“Welcome home!” she exclaimed happily, eagerly holding onto the cage bars as I made my way towards her to release the lock.
They were a highly intelligent species. Although they did not understand human language at first, they pick it up very quickly if you tried to teach them.
When I released the lock, she happily leapt at me, pushing me to the floor before rubbing her cheek against mine incessantly. Her fur tickled me and I laughed happily as I tousled her hair.
She really is like a cat, I thought to myself. Her ears perked with happiness and her tail swung left and right whenever I pet her, which I always thought was really cute.
Playing around with her always cheers me up no matter what. But as much as I love her, I sometimes wish I could just set her free so she can return to the wild. However, I knew that if I did that, she would only be captured once again and possibly go to a worse owner.
I figured that I may as well just enjoy my time with her and do my best to care for her. I just wish I could do it openly without the entire world condemning me for it. Even the cage was my dad’s idea because he didn’t want her to run free. I tried to talk him out of it but he wouldn’t listen. At least he allowed her to come out as long as I’m around.
“Master?” She asked, looking up at me.
I looked at her, smiling.
“Claire, I’ll try my best. One day, I’m going to rid this world of all prejudice towards your kind, and then we can be together…Forever.”
She continued to stare at me before burying her face into my chest, rubbing against it happily.
No words were needed; I could tell how happy she was just from her actions.
“When that happens, I also have something very important to tell you…” I whispered as I embraced her.
But for now, I’m happy to just indulge in the happiness Claire has brought into my life. I promised myself that I would never let anything harm her.
I eventually felt her breathing soften and I realised she had fallen asleep. I pulled away and lay her down on the mattress nearby.
I figured it was about time for dinner, so I went to the kitchen, intending to make Claire’s dinner.
As I was preparing her food, I heard the front door open and I didn’t pay it any mind.
“Honey, I’m home!” Dad exclaimed, before slamming the door.
“Welcome home, dear. Dinner will be ready soon so please wait a while.”
“Sure. By the way, where is our son? Playing with that wretched thing again?”
I interjected before mum could reply.
“Shut up, dad! I’m here in the kitchen making Claire’s dinner.”
He’s such a bastard. Sometimes I wonder why I had to be stuck with such a horrible father. In fact, I can’t even believe I’m related to him.
After giving Claire her dinner, I went back to the dinner table. I’d rather eat with Claire, but dad wouldn’t allow me to.
It was mostly a silent dinner, which I prefer because anything that comes out of Dad’s mouth is almost always contempt for the Nekogirls.
“By the way, recently there’s been quite a rise in sales of the Nekogirls. This will be perfect for our investors, I imagine.” He said, thinking about profits as usual.
“That’s great, pops. Congrats to you, I suppose.” I deadpanned immediately after.
Mum frowned at me but dad seemed rather calm.
“I’m sure you’d be really interested as to why this is the case. In fact, it’s been on the news! Not that you’d know because all you care about is that thing in the guest room.”
I gave him a dubious look. Those words sound pretty ominous and I don’t like it one bit.
He raised one eyebrow and switched on the television and tuned it to the news.
Most news stories recently are about the Nekogirl showcase or the Nekogirl circus and other derogatory programs.
“A couple of days ago, ANGA (Anti-NekoGirl Association) shot to death the president’s Nekogirl, after killing at least a dozen assigned guards. Just yesterday the police station was swarmed with reports of Nekogirl deaths by their owners. It seems that ANGA is going around culling Nekogirls indiscriminately.”
I instantly spat my food all over the table as I stared at the screen.
“Recent reports have come from Felix Heights, where…” The news report continued, but it was all white noise to me. It just wasn’t registering in my mind.
“Felix Heights…Isn’t that around our area?” Mum gasped.
Dad chuckled.
“Yes, indeed it is. Then again, even if we lost ours we can just replace her.” He said, voice chock full of sarcasm.
I could only stare blankly at the screen.
I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Claire. I just promised myself today that I’d protect her. What can I do? What should I do?
I couldn’t think straight over my father’s laughter so I bolted from the dinner table towards Claire’s room.
She instantly leapt to her feet in surprise when I burst into the room.
I walked towards her as she seemed to calm down and looked at her straight in the eye.
She was worried for me, I could tell from the look in her eyes. I don’t blame her; I’m not exactly calm right now.
I spent a few precious minutes staring into her eyes before I pulled her into an embrace. I knew what I had to do.
“Claire…I’ll come for you tonight. So please, get ready to leave the house.”
She looked at me, confused, but nodded her head. After reaffirming my resolve, I left the room.
How long has it been since we got away from the town? I wondered as I held Claire’s hand while running.
“Bear with me, Claire. We’re almost there!”
She nodded as I attempted to run faster.
Our destination was my friend’s house; he lived way out in the outskirts of town.
I told him the situation and he agreed to help me out until the whole ANGA thing blows past.
As his house entered my vision, I suddenly felt really relieved. I could faintly see someone waving at me.
“There it is, Claire! That’s to be our home for a while…”I exclaimed joyfully.
I was ecstatic, so much that I didn’t notice something very strange. The figure suddenly held something up which I thought was a flashlight, but then…
*bang*
As soon as I heard that sound, I could feel Claire, whom I had been pulling, fall down.
It was as if time stopped, I instantly froze in place as I struggled to comprehend what just happened.
I stared at her, lying on the floor, covered in blood as she mewled pitifully.
My brain couldn’t comprehend what happened as I stood there, stunned. Eventually, the message registered that she was hurt.
“Claire…Claire! No, no, this can’t be happening!” I exclaimed, panicked.
She looked up at me and smiled weakly through her tears.
“Master…please, hold me…” She whispered softly, as I felt her body grow colder in my arms.
I pulled her into an embrace, tears flowing freely from my eyes.
“No…Claire, don’t leave me…! Didn’t we promise we’d be together…?” I sobbed.
I looked at her face as I held her, and she smiled, once again, through her tears.
“I, too…Wanted to be with master, For…ever…” She said, choking before she closed her eyes, never to open them again.
“We still can! I’ll find a way! So please…don’t leave me alone…”I implored, as I stared at her limp form.
I felt some hands try to wrench me away from her as I struggled with all my might.
“No! No! Let go! I have to get her some first ai…”
That was as far as I got before something was jammed into the side of my neck, feeling a cold liquid sensation with it. The last thing I saw was her smile, tranquil as an angel, even after she had passed on.
That smile of hers would forever haunt me as I was forced to live on without her, and I could do naught but accept my powerlessness that day, to accept the fact that I was unable to save her.
For them exist in this world, unconstrained, only to be captured and exploited simply because they're different, simply because we don't know anything about them. Rather than trying to understand and co-exist with them, Humans merely seek to exert their power over those weaker than themselves.
Was it wrong of me to hope? To hold ideals of a world where we can co-exist together? Was this the price I had to pay for being so...naive?
The memory of her final moments will remain with me until my time comes...where I can finally meet her once again. And when I do, I'll never let her go anymore. I'd finally have the chance to say that I'm sorry for everything, especially for not being able to fulfill my promise.
And to finally be able to tell her the words that were left unspoken…