From as far as he could recall the chicken had always had a rather adverse reaction the winter season. When he had become one of the more unfavorable of his clutch, he had no comforts of warmth. Kicked out of the barn by those much healthier and stronger than him, forced to make by through the grueling weather with what little feathers he even had. Terrifying moments of waking up in the middle of the night feeling like an icicle. It was surprising to Flea how he managed to survive that but for some reason he was here.
Here once again in a situation that reminded of those harrowing days. His head laid back on the cold concrete floor as his eyes half-lidded stared up at the gloomy colored sky. The cold gush of air hits his cheeks and makes him shiver which unfortunately isn't beneficial for the chicken. He was littered in injuries, enough to where the simple tremble of his body made everything ache.
Flea could barely even muster the strength to let a whimper of pain flutter up and out of his throat. Time and time again would he face this same fate. No matter how much he tried to muster his strength, muster the courage to stand up to those who threatened him or got in his way. He always ended up as the one down on his knees, beaten into a bloodied pulp. Today was no different or actually... It might've been worse than the usual.
The pounding of his head with the addition of the cold was a recipe for the vision of the blonde to slowly fade into back. For his eyes to flutter close and the unavoidable fall into unconsciousness washed over him.
- TIMESKIP -
The next time he awakes his body jolts upwards in a shudder which hadn't been the best reaction his body could have given his physical condition. An unfamiliar white ceiling was what his eyes first met with followed by his back resting upon the softest bed imagineable... and he definitely didn't have the luxury of sleeping in something like this normally. His pupils widen as his body trembles in a mix of fear and pain. Flea is scared to move, to analyze his new surrounding that was unfamiliar to him.
The last time he had been in such a place like this he was taken well care of for the hope of him being a meal. Such an experience has traumatized him to where being in an familiar place like this made him shut down. His body was crying at himself for thinking to move when everything felt as if it was broken but still he sat up and hugged his knees shakily to his chest.
Flea dropped his head on top of his knees, breath being a little strained due to his inner panic. Desperate and shaky whimpers escape his lips but unfortunately this was only the beginning. His eyes welt with tears as he closed them tightly. The faint sound of clicking outside the bedroom door is heard and it isn't long before it's opened. He hears a voice call out to him but Flea is much too scared to move, to respond to the one who put him here.
He doesn't want a repeat of last time.
Uriel Saunders ★ 551 words
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