The Love Bite

“Oh my God. It smells!” I said disgustedly at the chicken I was washing and crinkled my nose at it.
Dad left it at the sink since yesterday, after taking it down from the freezer to put the Milkfishes that would be sent to California.
“And you’re slimy too!” putting one of the thigh up and wiggling it in the air. “Aeon will love you. Of course she loves anything at this stage when she hasn’t eaten anything in three weeks.” I murmured.
Yes, I talked to animated objects. When I don’t have anyone to talk to.
Hefting the two kilos of chicken thighs, I went to the living room where Aeon was curled in the middle of the marbled floor.
I dropped one of the chicken thighs right in front of her. She raised her head and sniff at it.
“What? Don’t tell me you’re not hungry. Ugh, my hands smell like chicken.” And I noticed her body wasn’t coiled in the usual way. I gave her belly a nudge.
Where Aeon took my hand for a live chicken.
She strikes out and sunk all of her four rows of teeth on half of my left hand. Quelling my reflexes to snatch my hands away so that she won’t tear some of my muscle tissue, I quickly just gave her my left arm and kneeled down on the floor beside her. Then she started to wrap her nine feet body up pass my elbows that I had to lower my body more to the floor. With my hand still between those painful sharp teeth, she started constricting my arm. Luckily she was too fat to do bodily damage.
“Awww. Aeon…” I wasn’t disgusted that she bit me, but I was disgusted at myself. I should have known better, being bitten twice by her.
Then I noticed my blood splattered all over her body and on my arm. Seeing blood makes me weak. And she wasn’t still ready to let go of my hand and arm, I started calling Ate Diona. When she didn’t answer I tried calling louder. But still no reply.
“It seems it’s just the two of us here at home Aeon.” I said sighing.
In reply she squeezed my arms tighter.
I started laughing crazily while petting her.
“Stalemate. It’s a waiting game now.” And made myself comfortable on the floor by lying on my stomach.
After a couple of minutes when some of my blood started to cake on my hands, Aeon opened her mouth and releases just my hand.
“Thanks.” And grabbed her neck with my right hand.
Without her teeth giving pressure on my hand, all of the puncture wounds started to bleed freely. Checking the bleeding, I found that she punctured three of my veins. Seeing all of my blood dripping unto the floor wreak havocs unto my weak constitution for blood. And I can’t unwrapped her body from my imprisoned arms with only one hand, which is currently occupied by holding Aeon’s head away from my other hand.
I even had to ask for help sometimes when I need to carry her. She was that huge.
I tried twisting my left arm out from her coil. It was no use. It was hedge in tight. I had to use my own blood as a lubricant to slide my arm out. After removing my arm I sat on my legs and smiled.
“That was fun.” I said and kissed Aeon on the mouth.
Then I stood up and went to the counter and got my cell phone and took some snapshots of the damage she made on my hand.
I washed my hands until it stopped bleeding, went to the living room, caught Aeon by her tail and dragged her back to the middle of the floor and handfed her weekly meal.