Cancer, Chrystals And A Black Cat

She wears the crystal between where her breasts once were. It’s the hippy type that has healing powers, at least that’s what she claims. I would strongly recommend a doctor, but doctors are liars or lizard people or some shit like that. 
‘They will come back one day, don’t worry.’
She takes my hands and puts them on her chest. I read the scar tissue like braille for those who don’t want to see. 
‘I was afraid you know,’ she says as she moves one of my hands down her legs. I close my eyes and feel the soft skin. 
‘I was afraid that…’ 
She moans. 
‘I was afraid that this would be the end, but it won’t be. I saw it in my dream.’
Her buttocks are rubbing over my crotch. 
‘Come inside me! Share your life source with me.’
At that moment there is a scratch at the door. A flock of hair falls down her head as I open the door and pick up the cat.
‘Do you really need to pay attention to that cat right?’ 
She coughs and spits some blood in the sink.
‘Soon she will be all I have left.’
The blood spatters shine pinkish in the bright white porcelain. 
‘Ah, you are afraid.’
She strokes my cheek.
‘Don’t worry my dear. She holds the crystal between her fingers and strokes it. ‘When I was hiking through the mountains of Athens I encountered a woman with the blackest of hair and the greenest of eyes by the name of Ate. She gave me this crystal after I shared my food and water with her. In return she gave me this crystal and promised me that it will turn back time whenever I face disease or death. I will be back my dear. We will be back.’
I smile at her and kiss her forehead. ‘Alright dear. If you say so.’ All of a sudden she starts coughing. A cough that shakes through her entire body. I take her by the elbow and bring her to the bed. As I lay her down, Mitci the cat jumps on her chest, facing her. ‘Look. She is trying to comfort you,’ I say as the cat moves up and down slower and slower. Martina squeezes my hand. She has pure panic in her eyes.

‘I am 100% sure of it, our cat is the physical manifestation of something that has been growing inside my head,’ Martine says. 
She wears her crystal between her breasts and she has already cut her hair to be prepared. 
‘Now, don’t be silly. The cat has been nothing but sweet to you. Besides, there’s nothing growing inside your head.’
I pick up Mitci and rub the black fur between her ears. Her green eyes seem to light up.
‘No, I am sure! That beast is evil!’
Then Mitci rubs Martine’s face with her head. She moans and starts to shake.

Martine’s chest stopped moving all together. The cat stands up, stretches herself and walks towards me. The crystal is having a burst of colourful brightness shining through it.
‘Don’t you think it is getting a bit cruel now Ate?’ 
The cat starts to purr and jumps on my lap. 
‘You are right. And anyway, we only need a 100% times of absorbing her soul before the crystal is fully charged.’