The Cursed Mutt (Bitten fanfiction)

Chapter 38: The Hunger Always Wins

One Month Later...

You were starting to feel the hunger get to you but not as bad as it's suppose to be. Hunger pains here and there, no biggie. You were mostly annoyed from them taunting you with food. You had to watch them eat three meals a day in front of you. It annoyed you most when they described what eating it felt and tasted like. You would turn around and face the wall to block them out which you were really good at no matter how hard they tried to get your attention. The thing that was irritating you was the fact that you had a muzzle on this whole time. Even with your bathroom and shower privileges, that damn thing was still on. They weren't taking chances with you anymore and wanted you to suffer. Hoping you'd give up and just tell them what they want to know so they can kill you. You weren't giving up so easily. You want them to see what happens when the big bad wolf comes out to feed. You want them to know you're not to be fucked with when starving

Fifteen Days Later...

You were sitting up against the wall on the floor criss-crossed with your eyes closed. The hunger pain was getting worse, starting to hurt even. You would "meditate" to calm your nerves. Logan and Peter were on watch. They were keeping themselves busy by playing chess. Jeremy comes downstairs

Jeremy: I see you guys have found something fun to do

Logan: Eh its better than just sitting and watching

Logan makes his move, taking one of Peter's pawns

Peter: Fuck

Jeremy looks at you then back at them

Jeremy: Has she been causing trouble?

Peter: No she's been sitting like that since we got here

Peter makes his move, taking two of Logan's pawns. He hits the table

Logan: She's been really quiet lately to

Jeremy: Hmph. That's hard to believe

He walks over to the cell

Jeremy: Hey! Mutt!

Logan: Jeremy come on now. She's not bugging us

Jeremy: Making sure this isn't a trick because I...

Logan and Peter: DON'T TRUST HER!

Jeremy: Exactly

He turns around to look at them

Jeremy: We're having something different for dinner tonight

Peter: Ooo like what?

Jeremy: Steak

You open one of your eyes and look at him

Jeremy: Brisket and ribs

Peter: Sweet!

Logan: Damn what's the occasion?

Jeremy turns to look at you. You quickly close your eye

Jeremy: You guys deserve it after everything this mutt has put you all through

Logan makes his move

Logan: Checkmate

Peter: What?! Bullshit

Jeremy: It was a checkmate

Peter: How though?

Jeremy: Well...

Later that day...

Jeremy was outside grilling the steaks and ribs for dinner, Clay was helping him, Elena was decorating the table, Antonio was cooking the brisket in the kitchen, Logan, Peter, and Nick were watching you. You were still in your sitting pose trying to relax yourself from the hunger pains. It was very hard when all you could smell was meat being cooked. You hear Jeremy and Clay talking and laughing outside so you focus on them. When you are in this frame, you can concentrate on listening in on anyone no matter how far they are