Pshychosis the Hyena part 1 (edited)
	"Sup, Loser?" I heard my gray Hyena girlfriend speak behind me, while I was attempting to get a new score on a time trial on a kart racing game.
	"Trying to win. Kinda hungry though" I paused my game as my stomach growled, I put a cream colored paw against my stomach, it growled again.
	"Not my problem. You're the one unemployed"
	"I WOULD get a job if you'd let me use the address here."
	"You know I can't do that without the landlord getting pissed at me."
	"Fine whatever, Psycho, can I at least go out and buy us some food?"
	I got up and headed to the fridge. I opened it up to a nearly empty fridge. It only has beer and pre packaged slices of cheese.
	"Only if you can get use some beer while you're out. I'm wanting to get Fucked UP!" She almost sang out. "Here's $60, get us two cases of beer, but not those shitty ones. The selects."
	I quickly did the math in my head. "Psych, babe, this isn--" I was interrupted by her turning up the sound system. It was still getting turned up as I was heading out the door of our apartments. I heard Psycho yell out towards me "And don't you DARE come back without the beer"
	Our neighbors came out and glared at me as I was standing in the hall. I could only meekly out a small "Sorry" towards them before I tried to make myself scarce from the apartments.
	I headed down to the gas station down a couple buildings from where the apartments were. I was greeted warmly by the Zebra behind the counter, before he recognized me.
	"You." He said nearly snarling.
	"Me? What'd I do?" I asked confused
	"Your girlfriend came in here and stole THREE cases of beer. I would tell her to pay for them herself but she hasn't been in since. But I know you live with her so I hope you're paying for the ones she stole."
	I reached for my pocket and pulled out the crumpled $20 bills Psycho had given me.
	"I... Hope this is enough" I handed over all the cash I had.
	"It's not." The zebra shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I'll cover the rest." He handed back half the money "but... You. You shouldn't be with her."
	I took a hard swallow and took the money back.
	"I... I know" I said before I headed towards the beer cooler. I looked around the cooler for the right kind of beer. There were the Select Beers that Psychosis wanted. I didn't have enough for two cases. Or even one. The cost was $35 with the can deposits and taxes as well.
	I looked around for another type of beer that she might like. Or even myself, if I'm going to be going without food. My stomach growled to remind me of my starvation again. I thought about what my girlfriend did and how she stole the beer. I thought about opening a case of beer and tucking it into my pocket. It's just one right? Would they really notice just one missing? Before I had realized what I had done there was at least one select beer in my pocket. If anything, hopefully this keep her happy for tonight. I grabbed another case of a cheap beer, and a slice of pizza from the case. I don't even remember what flavor it was, it was gone before it got the register again and the wrapper in my pocket, next to the beer.
	I got the register and placed the case of beer on the counter. I chuckled nervously and said "Just this"
	"I was watching the cameras"
	I took a sharp inhale, hopefully to hide what I did.
	"There's also sauce still in your whiskers" the zebra said. "I'm going to charge you for what you got out of the case. I won't charge for the beer. Keep it, She lives up to her name. But, man, you need to get out of that relationship."
	"I know... I know..." I said defeated before placing the money I had left in my pocket on the counter. That's when the zebra saw the extra select beer in my pocket. His face had a wave of disappointment wash over and sighed
	"Was that from a full case or a single?"
	"It was... from a full case" I decided to stop lying and hiding. "I stole it to keep Psycho happy. I wish I could say I could pay for it, or that I could work for it bu--"
	"Stop. Keep it. Again..." the zebra looked in his wallet "actually next time you'll need to pay for all three cases. Last favor."
	I nodded and took the case of beer with me. Along the way home my stomach felt almost in pain from getting any sort of food after getting only alcohol for so long. I started to feel a bit sick and my head started pounding.
	I ducked into an alleyway and behind a dumpster. My stomach was doing flips, the overwhelming smell of something like turpentine or acetone invaded my nostrils. I let out the pizza slice I had eaten from the gas station.
	"Told you all the loser could handle the smell" I heard Psychosis laugh me to her friends while her friends were smoking from a freebase pipe.
	"Wait what's that?" She looked at the case of beer I had "Can't even get the right fucking beer. Meet me in the apartment, loser"
	Psycho grabbed my by my ear and pulled me back to my feet. She grabbed the case and headed inside. I started to whimper a bit, rubbing my now tender ear, her friends started to laugh louder at me. I ran to the front of the apartments and entered through there. I headed into the elevator and started to let loose with my crying. I was scared for what I was about to do. I was about to stand up for myself.
	I arrived to the door to Psycho's apartment and opened the door. I instinctively ducked from a possible beer can from flying my way, yet it was oddly silent. And oddly seemingly empty. I saw Psycho on the couch asleep. I checked for a rise an fall of her chest. It was present, but id rather not disturb a sleeping psychotic hyena to check how alert she was. If I didn't have a thought of snapping her neck right, I'd think she was pretty cute while sleeping. I gave an angry huff and went to the room we slept in.
	I checked the room we lived in, and the clothes piles I had slept on when Psycho took up too much of the bed, or too drunk to realize she's pushing me off the tiny bed we shared. I checked near the bottom of the pile, hoping for a shirt that wasn't too dirty from me sleeping on top of it. I found one with a sports team that I didn't really care about on it. It wasn't even mine, it was one of Psychosis's ex's shirts. I sniffed it and it REEKED. I tossed it onto the bed and grabbed another shirt, this time at random. A simple white shirt that didn't smell too bad. Better than the sports shirt. I looked for something to carry any extra clothing in. I found an old black leather jacket Psycho got from an ex. I'm starting to think it was left by an ex, rather than "gifted". Like how I'm going to do with all my possessions here now. Anything is better than being with her.
	I put my paws in the waist pocket of the jacket to see how much room was. I found that there was a gun in the pocket. I checked to see if it was loaded, it had a few bullets in it. I found the safety and flicked it off then back on again. I put the gun back in the pocket.

It's time.

I tried sneaking out of the room quietly.
Despite my attempts, she woke up. "Loser? You there?"
I attempted to not move, hoping she was too spun out, in a k-hole, or too drunk to realize I was leaving.
"You're fucked when I can see you again. You know that right?"
she kept talking.
"Fucking unemployed, do nothing, only get drunk, hungry ass, loser"
she kept going... and going... I stopped listening as ringing in my ears started to get louder.
	"Alec" I said, very quietly.
	"What's that... Loser?" She asked, emphasis on 'Loser'
	"My name, Psychosis. Is Alec. Not 'Loser'" I spoke up.
	She got up from the couch. She towered over my small but tall frame.
	"I didn't fucking ask. And now. you've ruined my high. Calling you 'loser' turns me on. It gets me going. You like being tied up, and I'm the only one around to do that for you. Without me, who's going fulfill your kinky shit?"
	"I don't know" I said, "and honestly, I don't care anymore. You tie the ropes too tight even after I tell you they're too tight. I want someone to not treat me like shit. To actually have food in the fridge and not let her boyfriend fucking starve."
	"Why don't you eat my shit? Might be some corn left in there" she took a few steps closer, I reached for the gun in the pocket. "What's that ther--"
	I pulled the gun out of my pocket and fired all that was in the gun. It was only three shots. They all missed, all around the room. One shot her sound system, another shot my own game system and the TV. The last one grazed through her ear.
"You FUCK!" She yelled out. She reached for her new bullet provided piercing. "You fucking shot me!"
	She lunged at me and tripped and fell over, I used this as an advantage to get away. I ran out the door, pushed the curious neighbors out of the way, and kept running and ran out the apartments. I heard Psychosis call out to me "Next time I see you, you're fucking dead, you prick!"
	I could only run. I was afraid. Tears clouded my vision. And I kept running. I soon became fatigued from starvation again, but I kept running. And running.
 	I was soon at the village outskirts, many miles away from another town over. I looked around at the seemingly infinite expanse of desert grasses. The road was also barren of any vehicles. I didn't know what to do, so I walked along the road and held up my thumb.
	Im not sure how many minutes, hours, or if it was even seconds, was before a semi pulled over next to me.
	"Where you headed?" The dark blue lion driving the truck asked me.
	"Anywhere but here." I said to the driver before hopping in and buckling my seatbelt.
	"Not many good things come from that village" the driver said before accelerating again. "You look hungry, want a snack?"
	He opened up his glovebox and what was normally a random assortment of gas station food, seemed like a treasure trove of goodies for me. I started opening them and eating them quickly, to the lions astonishment.
	I kept eating, filling myself until I was finally full. Or rather, until I felt queazy. I let out a slight burp, hoping to settle my stomach a bit.
	"You alright there, little buddy?"
	I nodded, trying to keep myself from throwing up.
	"Did you eat your snacks a little fast?"
	"Yeah" I said, a bit weakly. "Th-thank you though."
	"You're welcome." The driver said, before pulling into a gas station. I glaced down at the gas meter, he still had nearly full tank.
	"Why are we stopping?" I asked.
	"To get more food. You ate nearly all of the snacks I brought. You can have more if you want. Come on in, I'll let you choose what you want this time."
	"Really? Are you sure? This doesn't feel... right"
	"Yeah! Of course I'm sure!" The lion smiled at me. "You're my companion right now, so I gotta make sure you're healthy and well fed!"
	The lion hopped down from the cab and went around the front and opened my door for me and spoke again, "I'll help you out of the cab, it's a bit tricky, just climb down onto my back to make it easier, kitty"
	I did as I was instructed, but almost didn't want to let go from his back. He seemed to understand and grabbed under my thighs. I let out a slight purr against him.
	"Been through a lot haven't you?" The lion asked sweetly.
	"Mhmm" I nodded into his back, tearing up again.
	"It's alright, kitty, it's okay now" He spoke sweetly. "Let's get some food and snacks, alright? You wanna walk by yourself?"
	"Y-yeah, I can" I slid down the rest of the way of the lion's back. He grabbed my paw however. I was comforted by this, even though I didn't think I'd feel this way about another male. He gave me a warm smile and we started walking in the gas station together paw in paw.
	We had grabbed a few snacks and a couple slices of pizza and a few boxes of boneless chicken wings, each of different flavors. To me this was a feast, to him, it was just another stop.
	We got back into the cab and I had started eating what I could eat. I ate most of the pizza slice I got, except for the really dry crust, a few chunks of the honey bbq and the buffalo chicken bites, I also got a few waters and sugary energy drinks. Once I had started slowing down eating. My stomach finally felt satisfied.
	We kept driving until the stars arose over the very dark desert highway. The lion indicated he was about to pull over. He looked over at me and smiled before asking me, "Wanna look at the stars?"
	"I do, yeah" I said, looking out the window and towards the sky with probably the most stars I've ever seen.
	The lion pulled over the semi and killed the lights, expect for the hazards. The lion laid out some extra safety cones behind the trailer, and then we climbed on top of the trailer he was hauling.
	He laid out a blanket for us to lay on top of. I laid down and folded my paws over my chest, he laid down next to me.
	"It's nice." He started "To look out at the stars, and think 'all my problems. they're so small' imagine being out there in the stars. To see this tiny little blue dot we live on, and to not even give it a second glance. When you think like that, it's hard to hold onto problems. What about you, little one? What on your mind?"
	"That looking up at the stars, may be pretty but I think about how far away they are, and how small I actually am. Even compared to everyone else on the planet. I'm thinking about how far away we are from the next town over and what if we run out of gas?"
	The lion grumbled a bit, a little distraught by my thinking.
	"I see what you mean, little one, but... you need to clear that away from your mind. Your mind is too loud. Let's try meditation. Listen to the sounds around us."
	"Alright" I said begrudgingly. And looked up at the stars again and listened to the wind around us, and the lions soft breathing and slight purring. I decided to ask him about it, "Have you been purring the whole time?"
	"I have been, that's why you need to focus on what around and not your mind. Keep listening though, you're doing well"
	I listened again. To the calm desert winds, the slight rumble of the semi, the purring of the lion and... myself too. I was purring. I was content in the moment. Although I'm miles away from civilization, that should find me peace, not anxiety. I'm miles away from my psychotic girlfriend. I've probably eaten more in the past day than I had in the past year, I have someone to take care of me. If only until it's to the destination.
	I felt a force pull my body somewhere. My head was suddenly on the lions chest, hearing his purrs echo through my head. I comfortably drifted off to sleep.