It was a while before I could start telling Puma what happened. She just embraced me silently, comforting me while I tried my best to keep myself calm down.
I then told her about my story that I kept hidden in my heart.
When I was younger, not yet mature, as I was telling Puma in a way that could be easily understood.
My parents are not always at home since my father is working in a far away place. My mom accompanied him there, leaving me and my sister at our parental mother's place.
We were so young, too young to be by ourselves, that soon we were joined by another male relative to watch over us. He was fun, at first, and we trusted him too much. We played with him with innocence, showing him our vulnerability while we didn't noticed that he was slowly manipulated us to the point that we thought what we did was normal.
It started out as innocent play that soon involved us into showing him our bodies that soon escalated into some sort of sick play that he touched both of our bodies without hesitation or shame.
My younger sister soon noticed and became withdrawn, shutting herself inside her room. I was too naive back then and the abuse continued until he was on top of me and warning bells began ringing inside my mind. Good thing at the moment, he must have heard someone going inside the house that he stopped.
After a few days, he left, leaving me and my sister with scars that didn't heal that we hid inside our hearts.
I mentally did not heal. I became extremely needy in wanting attention from the opposite gender, craving physical touch more and more as they tried to take advantage of me.
I soon became depressed, then strangely manic, the cycle continued until I got older.
I craved pleasure, wanting release from my mental torture and physical need, hopping from person to person until I met someone.
He was kind, popular to everyone and had everything that humans wanted. He gave me attention, which i, during my most vulnerable state, happily claimed it. I thought I was healing. I thought I was finally free of the nightmare. Until he told me,
You are disgusting.
I cried at this point and I noticed Puma crying too. We both cried for a long time.
I hated myself after that.
I always hated the way I looked, the way I think, the way I moved, even the way I breathe.
My hate towards myself intensified to the point that I feel like I was living in a trance.
I soon began hurting myself.
More, more, more! I soon gained pleasure at the release, the comfort I feel whenever the pain replaced the emptiness inside my heart.
I soon became numbed with the pain and I became like an empty shell.
Years passed by and slowly, the nightmare hid in a corner of my heart, hidden between layers and layers of other traumas, just waiting.
My life soon became monotonous. I became more realistic. Soon, I was like a leaf, floating wherever the wind takes me, silently accepting it, knowing nothing would change in that wicked, wicked world.
My heart soon began craving something, anything, to fill up that emptiness and soon I became obsessed in reading novels, anything to make me feel emotions and comfort, something that would make me WANT something.
I want to escape somewhere, somewhere far away where I can change who I am, that I can be something different, useful and good AT something.
I remembered where I used to stare at the sky, hoping that I would get swallowed up and end up somewhere where I would be accepted the way I am, where I can be who I am, where I would be loved but reality sunk in and I know that nobody will do that.
I used to believe that you have to forced yourself to change to make them accept you.
Now that I'm in this world, I unknowingly began to change for the better, slowly accepting my faults, not because I forced myself to do but because of love, acceptance, kindness and patience of the people around me. I became someone more than what I could have imagined.
I snuggled into Puma's embrace while she spoke words of comfort towards me.
She told me that everyone loved me, even though I clearly have my own weaknesses, and that maybe it's time for me to forgive myself and start loving the real me, flaws and improvements.
I cried for some time before I feel asleep.
....
My body ached but I feel better. Puma put some kind of a paste like mixture on my eyelids that feels cool to my skin. She told me without hesitation, that my eyes looked terrible after crying so much.
She ordered me to keep closing my eyes while she continued to put some sort of sticky mixture on my face. She explained that it would remove the redness on my face.
I must have looked horrible.
She checked under the blanket and told me that the bleeding is starting to slow. She was shocked in seeing me bled so much. Do humans bleed too much? She asked incredulously.
She made me drink a sour flavored liquid and told me that it was to replenish my energy.
She warned me to be careful while I'm bleeding in the future since there are predators that are sensitive to the scent of blood and might harm me.
Of course, the reaction is different when it comes to mates since smelling the "special" blood might stimulate arousal among males.
Puma laughed until her eyes watered.
She said she feels Lion's frustration and that he really is a decent creature, something rare among the predators.
I should stay here inside the room until I stopped bleeding, Puma advised me as she changed my bandages. She isn't sure how the other males might react to the smell and she doesn't trust Orm yet.
Puma added that I was already valuable to the other males and there might be a risk that I could somehow be seduced into having intercourse with them.
I protested, telling Puma that female humans don't have intercourse while they are bleeding.
At least most of them don't do that.
Human fertility cycle are different from them. Ovulation period is where the human female has increased libido, due to the spike of hormones and is the best time to procreate offspring. Since my menstruation has started, it will be soon I may start experiencing ovulation.
Puma is intrigued, as menstruation is somehow the fertile period among the creatures. But still, she warned me, if I somehow experience bloody discharges or "ovulation discharges", I should make sure to stay inside the room and tell Lion to remove the door temporarily until it passed.
Ghost, Sly and Orm doesn't have mates yet and is very much attracted to me but they haven't shown their aggressive side yet due to Lion.
Puma told me that the females are free to have intercourse with other males but may decrease that chance when they have a mate. Though some still have intercourse with other males if the bond isn't strong with their mate.
She added with a wicked smile, that some females have extremely high libido and will still have intercourse with other males, even though the bond with the mate is strong. Some females managed to have many mates as some males also have many mates too. But, she assured me, Lion is not that sort of creature that would have plenty of mates though he may submit that I might have intercourse with other males if my libido is high and he didn't manage to satisfy me.
Not without a fight, she guffawed.