Yawn. Another boring day waiting for Chris to return from shoplifting. I sat with my knees tucked up to my chest. It was way to hot to have the heater on. So I moved over to where the river ran under the bridge.
It was a small river and never flooded. I removed my shoes and socks and placed my feet in the water. I with held a giggle as little minnows swam up to my feet and nibbled on any dead skin. Everything was so quiet. 'It's so peaceful.' I breathed in the fresh air smell carried by the river.
I watched as a king fisher darted around, diving in the water and catching small fish. I grabbed for my phone and took a quick photo of it. They are rare after all. A twig snapped, and my head flicked to look where it came form. A small black pug with an unusual white paw shied away. I clicked my tongue trying to coax it closer. "Come here little guy, I won't hurt you!" I say in a sweet voice.
It begins to work as it edged closer cautiously. "Oh!" I think and pick out a sandwich I had half eaten. I wasn't hungry. I held it out for the thin looking dog. It was weird seeing a thin pug because usually they were plump bundles of joy! It plodded over merrily after seeing the food.
"Marco, yeah that suits you. I'll call you Marco." I mumble to myself. "What, is that?" I hear Chris ask from behind me. "He is a dog, if you didn't notice." I say picking the small dog off the floor cuddling him in my arms. "Well he can't stay here, if that's what you are planning." I stare in astonishment, "What? Why?!" I shout. I am never usually so protective over animals but, I have no other companies, friends, here other than Chris.
"It's hard enough to feed both of us alone never mind a dog!" Chris growls back. "Give it here!" He asks sharply. "No!" I shout stepping back. "Give it!" He shouts, taking a few steps forward. "Never! Marco stays with me!" I yell. "Fine." He grumbles. I was confused. "You can keep the mutt but not while I'm here." He growls grabbing his backpack and some little supplies.
"You're leaving?!" I ask. "You can't! I won't survive on my own!" Chris doesn't reply. He just walks away. Where will he go?
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Pointless Pain
Teen FictionLibby has never really understood pain. Feeling it every day due to an abusive father and a terrified mother. But what will happen when she thinks her and her boyfriend Chris may have the solution? >x< Thanks t...
