I sneak my cat into my classes. Yeah, I know it’s not the brightest idea and I know it’s risky as hell. But I can’t leave her in my room. Not anymore. I’m still scared to stay there, even if returning was my own choice. However, there’s no way in hell I’m leaving Bubba there alone during the day. Never again.
By the time I came out of the bathroom today, Cyrus was already gone. I peeked through the keyhole, then opened the door. He wasn’t there anymore. The blanket and the pillow were both neatly folded in front of my room, but not in the way I left them for him.
I could carry Beelzebub to his office and ask him to watch over her. But I told him I don’t need his protection anymore and that sticks to my cat as well. So, it was out of the question. I keep my cat in my bag. Luckily, it’s bi
