When I meant a black dog, I'm talking about a regular black dog, not one of those hell hounds.
12 year old, Jasper, was sitting on one of those high chairs, legs crossed, and sat upon the other emptied one.
It was a late spring evening. The sun was already gone even though it's not eight yet. Jasper and her family was at their mother's friend's house. They came back from church and her and her brothers' parents, unexpectedly, but not surprisedly, told them that they were going to their mother's friend's house to celebrated her birthday.
They arrived and the only ones who were at the house were the people that live in the house. Jasper thought that the party was over since there weren't a lot of people around until they they reach to their back yard, they were cooking meat and sausage on the grill. Later, more guest started to arrive, and then they started to play music. It wasn't one of those crazy type of parties that were usually see in TV. No. It's one of those 'get together, hang out and relax' type of party. Beside the lady was 47.
The party was on full session. Jasper saw one of her brothers flirting with this other boy. The boy wore a simple black shorts and a purple tank top. He had short hair that was style. He was average build, though he did look skinny when compared to her brother with his wide shoulder and a more toner build. Jasper would always notice whenever her brothers would flirt, especially the 2nd youngest. The 2nd youngest used to be straight till he started playing with the same sex. And now he play for both side. He was either bi or pansexual. Jasper liked the term pansexual because he would fuck anymore regardless what gender you are. Her brother stick to bi, saying that it was easier to identity with. Jasper told him whatever floats his boat as along as he told her all the juicy part later. He complied though he did feel uncomfortable telling everything about his sex life, especially to his frickin' 12 year old sister! Jasper only care whenever he fuck a boy and not a girl. Jasper is what you call a fujoshi. She doesn't care if it's her brother that she's talking about, heck, she can't help it that her brothers were good looking that she even ship them at one point.
Her brother started out small, he talked to the boy and even made small touches, stuff that boys usually do. And when her brother sees that the other boy wasn't feeling any discomfort, he started to flirt. Then an hour later, Jasper saw that her brother and the boy was gone. Probably went upstairs, making out like it's the end of the world, which in her brother's case, it kinda is. Her brother only came out to her and their older brother. They were both cool with it and that help the younger brother a lot because there was no way he was able to tell their parents, who are super religious (all of sudden), especially their mother who was raised with a super racist and judgemental grandmother, that might have rub some of it onto her. Yep, he didn't felt like sleeping on the streets. Jasper thinks that the boy her brother is making out with must be in the same situation like him. Anit-gay parents. Most people would just the word homophobic. But having a phobia is meant to having a fear that bothers till you starting to have a panic attack or something like that. Nope, those that are 'homophobic' just really, really, really hated gays to the point where they want to wiped out all gay people off the planet. Yep.
Jasper was playing with one of the dogs. There was a black one (a male dog) with a large white spot on his front and there was a brown one (a female). Jasper temporarily named the black dog Blackie, she try to eavesdrop on her mother conversation but couldn't able to catch the name of the dog. All she knows is that the dog is extremely hyperactive and she could see that.
Jasper used to come here before, she remembered them having a white, small, fluffy, dog. She overheard that the dog gone missing a while back and they couldn't find it.
....The black one kinda reminds her of a hell hound. But only smaller and hyper and friendlier. Though he was strong. Jasper wasn't afraid of the dog, no, she was afraid that the dog will bite down on her fragile, little hand, its sharp teeth's piecing her skin and bone and yank her arm out with one twist of its head. She was kinda exaggerating it, but she did saw it happened before, only with an actual hell dog. She encounter one before. She went on a mission, with a group of hunters, to find the hell dog that was terrorising the local town. The hound was huge. It attacked one of the man, and just like that, yank his arm out. Jasper heard the bone-crushing sound before, she heard it a million times before but when you hear it out from one of the few mans that you grew fond of, it send chills down her spine and she paled. They killed the demon dog in the end and the man turned out fine. They moved him from his position to an easier one where he wouldn't have any trouble. The man hated that, he knew there were technology that could help him with his job but they wouldn't give him that. The man hated the pity the people gave him and all, he wasn't the first guy losing a limb or two and he won't be the last.
Jasper found out that the brown dog, whose name was princess in Spanish, loved to follow around Blackie. Princess was more obedient than Blackie. She doesn't bark nor does she push down the guest and chase them around the yard (Blackie done that to a little 10 year old, he almost knock his head on a stump).
Blackie was now tried to a pole that was dug on the ground. Since Blackie kept on moving around a lot, Jasper think that Blackie will be free sooner or later.
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It was almost 11 and now everyone is inside the house, getting ready to cut the cake. Jasper saw her brother and the boy came back already. They look alright but if you look closely, you could see slight bruises, hickeys, on the boy's neck. Same goes for her brother but he had a collar jacket so he could easily hide those. Jasper would noticed that the boy uses his hand to cover up his neck, already aware of those hickeys. Jasper couldn't help but smirk. Those two idiots. They lips were swollen and their hair and clothes were disheveled. But they weren't noticeable you kinda have to get close to them to see it. But since everybody were too busy enjoying themselves, they didn't noticed the small things. They didn't notice that Blackie was now free and just shit on their back porch, probably gonna get in trouble later, or that one the men that happens to be a father to this little boy, ended up smacking him for playing around when told not to, or that a little girl ended eating 3 strawberries out of the cake before they open the cake box and started stealing strawberries out of people's plates. Jasper's older brother gave her, her cake while she sat down in the couch. She ended up giving her strawberry to the little girl, the little girl ran away giggling. She also had Kisses from church and gave some to the little boy that was smacked. He sat in front of her, with a tear-strained face. His frown turn to a smile when she offers a hand full if chocolate. She gave him all of it. She hated seeing little kids crying, they can be a pain in the butt, but you still love them.
Nobody noticed the small little girl because they were too busy enjoying themselves. Everyone but her brothers noticed her and sometimes gave her smiles here and there. Jasper sometimes wishes that their older sister, is the oldest out of the three, was here. But she's probably somewhere in Europe, working on her acting career. Jasper didn't mind though, as long as everyone is happy, she's happy.
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Thank you for reading. If I made any mistakes, please tell me. Also would you like to help to give Jasper's brothers names? They have to be either Hispanic or English name. If you have any questions, please ask. I don't mind answer some of them. Also please leave a review tell me how I did. BTW this is my first story publish here in Wattpad. So please leave a review.
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- March 14, 2016.
