How long did we trade blows Erin? I myself have no idea, all I can remember is your boney knee smashing into my forearms again and again and again. I was not much better was I? I lost count of how many times I kicked your knee. Still it had to be done, we were fighting over Daniel. However all of this could have been avoided if you just hadn’t been a bitch and tried to steal my Daniel from me.
~Sigh~
Anyway in the end it was you who gave way first. You let go of my top, my bra and found yourself a comfy chair to slink into. As for me, I fell to my knees and sobbed. We really did a number on each other and now that I remain still for a while, all that pain washes over me and fuck it hurts. Still as our eyes met, we sort of agreed - this catfight is over, we’re done! While not necessarily happy with the result of a draw, I was content. Also with Daniel due home at any moment, I really did not want him to see us fighting. Daniel would not understand and it would break his little heart.
However suddenly my catty sense kicked in, our beloved friends were quiet…too quiet! I glance over my shoulder and see them all in a huddle. I watch as they make gestures with their hands, giggle amongst themselves…the signs were all there. Are beloved friends unsatisfied with a draw were going to attack and take us both down - the fucking bitches, they honestly live for moments like this.
With the situation looking bleak, I knew that I had only one course of action available to me and it was a disgraceful one. I dry my eyes the best I can and slowly rise to my feet and walk over to you. This sudden movement refocused the minds of our beloved friends and all eyes were once again on us. I stretch out my hand and say:
“Come on Erin, enough…let’s get ready to greet Daniel”
You smile and nod your head in agreement, then take my hand as if our catfight had never taken place. You rise and as you do, I embrace and hug you. Our beloved friends had seen enough and their nails began to twitch. The bitches had found a backbone and were readying to attack! However before they could I whisper softly in your ear:
“I’m sorry Erin, I wish it ended differently!”
The penny suddenly drops and you knew exactly what was coming, as my act of friendship turns into a disgraceful knee to your kitty. That final blow was enough and you fall to the floor in tears - our catfight was over and I had won. However a little more was needed; so I look down on you and scream as loud as I can:
“Daniel is mine you fucking Bitch! You hear that, HE IS MINE YOU FUCKING BITCH!! KEEP YOUR GRUBBY PAWS OFF DANIEL”
This little display was enough for our beloved friends. Satisfied that we both gave each other a good beating and content to see you Erin, broken on the floor. Our friends true to form went to work. One third of them came on over to me and began sucking up, another third tended to you Erin and immediately began encouraging you to fight me again and soon. Meanwhile the final third began gossiping about what they had seen on social media. My reputation got trashed naturally, well that friendly hug turned knee to the kitty was low. Honestly I deserve to be trashed for that, but given a choice between Daniel or my honour…Daniel wins.
*One hour later*
With the catfight over, I put our beloved friends to work moving our possessions back into the living room. Both of us agreed before our catfight that everything had to be back to normal before Daniel returns and no matter the result, we agreed to treat Daniel as if nothing had happened. Suddenly we all hear noise coming from outside our apartment…Daniel was home. I rush to the door and let him in…
Daniel runs into the apartment, his little tail wagging as nearly collides into the sofa where a battered and now dressed Erin was resting. He looks at you with concern in his eyes, but when I kneel down and call out his name. Daniel runs over and jumps into my arms. He licks my face furiously, as I hug the stuffing out of MY little scamp. With Daniel home in my arms, I place him next to my defeated best friend and let him comfort her. Meanwhile I have words with Sadie and Marlu!
“Omg what the hell is wrong with you two! I’m lost for words, my dog…really! Now I have met some kinky bitches…but this is on an whole other level!” I hiss
“Well have either of you got something to say for yourselves?” I hiss further…
