The things I do for love

Saturday flash fic with a very short horror story!


The things I do for love

–         Meowww!

He looked down at his cat.

–         I can’t give you more Fluffs.

There was another persistent long and loud meowing, more of a low grow with an oddly disturbing ring to it.

He gave a glance to the red eyes of his beloved Fluffs, then turned to cut another finger from the bleeding body on his kitchen counter and threw it in the metal cage.

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