Pure Toxic

Chapter 3

After rummaging through the rooms, she found a small throw blanket for the both of them if it gets too cold at night, a hairbrush, some toothpaste and new toothbrushes for them both and a small knife that can be clipped to the side of Sophia's jeans.

Darcy walked back to the bedroom she left Sophia in, she opened the door and called out, "Sophia."

Hearing no response and not seeing her she called out again in a panic, "Sophia!"

"Downstairs," Darcy heard as she raced down the stairs.

Running up to Sophia, she looked her over with a sharp eye and asked, "Are you okay? Don't do that again. If you wanted to go downstairs you have to come and tell me, I have to know where you are at all times, ok?"

"Sorry Darcy, I was curious," Sophia said with her head down and added, "I'll make sure to tell you next time."

Letting out a breath Darcy said, "Good."

Looking around the room she was in, it was the living room, and she noticed the dog that had been following her on the couch.

The dog raised with a glare and Darcy groaned, "You need to leave."

"Why are you telling the dog to leave?"

Darcy heard Sophia ask so she turned to her and said, "Because it has been following me for days and it hates me."

"It's probably just hungry," Sophia countered and looked towards Darcy with a pleading look.

"Eh," Darcy shrugged, "I saw a bag of dog food in a cupboard in the kitchen. Let me go get it," Darcy said after she gave in.

Darcy made her way to the kitchen and opened four cupboards before reaching the one with the dog food and a dog bowl, the one with the water tray and food tray.

With the dog food and the dog bowl in hand she made her way back to the living room to see Sophia patting the dog and the dog letting her.

Darcy's mouth opened in disbelief, "Why does it let you pet it?"

Lifting her head up Sophia smiled and said, "Because she loves me."

"She?" Darcy questioned.

Sophia hummed confirmation and gestured for the food and the dog bowl.

Huffing, Darcy handed the stuff over to Sophia and watched her set the bowl on the ground and struggle to open the food bag.

"Let me," Darcy offered with her hand sticking out.

Sophia handed the bag over and watched Darcy pull her machete out of its holder and cut into the bag, spilling a little from the rough cutting.

As Darcy handed the bag back the dog growled at her. Darcy paused then slowly passed the food to Sophia while the dog kept a close eye on her hand.

After Darcy retreated the dog turned her gaze onto Darcy, not her hand.

Darcy, a little frightened that she might be mauled by the protective dog, asked Sophia, "Do you want my water?"

"Yes please," Sophia responded with a small smile on her face.

Once again, the dog growled as Darcy handed the water bottle over and stopped once she had stepped away.

As Sophia poured the food and water into the dog bowl the dog jumped off the couch.

Sophia has a guard dog now and Darcy won't be able to stop her from coming along, not that she had any luck before.

While the dog was eating, Sophia started listing names for her, "Bean no, Basil no, Biscuit maybe, Bella maybe, hmmm Biscuit or Bella," Sophia turned to Darcy and questioned her, "Which one Darcy? Biscuit or Bella?"

"She's your dog Sophia, I can't name her for you."

With an indecisive face Sophia turned back to her dog and continued to mutter names off.

After two minutes of that Darcy decided they needed to leave and try and find Sophia's mother.

"Come on Sophia, we need to go. Pack up the food and water and then we will go."

"Ok, but where are we going to put the dog food bag?"

"I'll put it in my bag ok and you can carry the bowl."

"Ok," Sophia said.

"Go wait at the front door," Darcy stated while nodding with her head at the front door.

As Sophia walked, so did the dog leaving Darcy alone to grab the dog food bag and water bottle to shove into her bag making it weigh a lot more than normally.

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