Bloody Bunny

I just gave birth on the floor. The pain was unbearable, it clawed its way out of my belly, its razor claws tore through my flesh, but surprisingly there is not that much blood...strange. My daughter is small, to small to hum human baby, and she is beautiful. She resembles a rabbit, a pure white, winged rabbit. The claws used to tear free are hidden now beneath a layer of fluffy fur and she is perfect. I hold her to my breast, but I cannot rest now, I must clean up the room before Jessica comes home, she will not understand. I did not look pregnant, actually I didn't even know I was till I felt the blazing pain in my abdomen earlier. My little baby takes after her father. That is the way of my people. We mate with humans, and take our real form from the personality of our human parent. She is a pretty little winged bunny. She will grow to be beautiful and kind, innocent like her father. She will remain in her true from for a month, then she will shift into the form of a human baby. Then, in the way of our kind, she will age ten times faster then a human and in 16 months she will be in the form of a 13 year old and will revert back to her true form and flee into the wild to grow and learn. She, like I, will be immortal. She will never age past 18 and will live, unless killed, forever. Every 16 years she will return to me and bring me tribute to repay me for the time that I cared for her when she was young. It will be the only time I will ever see her again. But how can I raise a winged rabbit?! I am in college! I have a roommate, and oh my God, what will I tell Josh?!? He won't understand, but I have to tell my love. He is the father of our child.
I just changed my clothes, my other ones were ruined. I snuck down the hall and threw them away in the trash room. I wrapped Angel, for that is what I will call my daughter, in one of my blankets and left her on the futon. She doesn't cry. I have to think. I have cleaned the room and the only evidence is the damp carpet, the water I used to clean it hasn't dried yet. I am a college student, I have a job. I can't raise a baby, but I must. Soon she wil dwell in the wilds. I don't because my mother died shortly after my birth. She had already explained things to my father, but without her breast milk I did not automatically revert back to my true form after a month. I aged normally, but I retained my immorality and stopped at 18. My father raised my as a human, and as a human I spend almost all of my time. But occasionally I do shift. I am not a fluffy winged rabbit. I am a tiger. But a tiger unlike any seen by mortal eye. I am the original tiger, 18 feet long, 5 feet at the shoulder and I have two sets of saber fangs. My colors our golden and ebony and I can bend steal and take down a bull elephant with one lunge. All animals fear my coming and tremble at my rage.
I have decided. I am going to go and tell Josh, I need to. I need my mate. He is in college too. It is his second year and next year he is going to start Dental school. I am so proud of him and so in love with him, I pray he can handle this. I wrap her in more blankets, and place her in my bag. She is ght,ght, our kind our strong. I am going to go tell Josh now. He is alone in his room. I will show him my true from. I will tell him everything, and hope he will understand....