Walking into the 'lucky clover' I hear the bells signalling my arrival, I walk down the familiar aisles further into the store greeting elderly folks that I saw regularly. Walking up to the coolers I pick up a few bottles of vodka and Jack secretly hoping she would be proud of me. Sighing in defeat I slowly make my way to the cashier and finally I look up, the cashier could be described as a demon in an angels costume. His crooked smile and peirced body but he had the most angel like personality, grinning widely down at me he rang up the alcohol and grabbed my mother's regular, he knew my story he knew what it was like to be living with a drunk and let's just say over the years we've developed a pattern of me walking in like I just got back from a funeral and him looking like he has the worlds weight on his broad shoulders but the brightest smile he could ever have" -anny! Danny!" Drawing me out of my thoughts he chuckles "32.50 please" feeling sheepish I pull out the wad of cash and start to count out the amount "so what'd she do this time,danny boy" looking up quickly I jerk around looking for any sign of any other customer, he sighs and leans over the counter to pull me into a hug I giggle a bit as his lip ring brushes my ear"I'll see you around twelve OK baby" I look up at him and hesitantly nod, that was the devil part of him I knew what he wanted from me and I gave it to him just so I could feel so I could know I wasn't abnormal a freak a stupid fat freak of a bastard. Biting my lip I hand him the cash and release my lip from the hold between my teeth,"I'll be waiting,window open as usual?" Nodding at me I grin my usual icy grin and walk out of the store. Walking toward my house I hear a snarl. Stopping dead in my tracks I hear the thump of heavy paws, my breath caught in my throat I whimper and spun around slowly, my breath completly gone as I see what's behind me a snarling wolf, a big black beautiful wolf my since of fear seemingly started to fade as he whined and walked towards me his head low and golden eyes staring into my own. Blinking I gently hold out my hand Perking up a bit he slowly licks my hand and scoots closer to nuzzle his head into my hand, I chuckle and sit on the ground taking that as a hint he gets up from his awkward position and plops his giant head into my lap huffing out a grunt. I smile down at him and hesitantly start to brush my fingers through his fur he starts purring at the contact and yips quietly "do you like it boy, I don't know why but I feel overwhelmingly happy around you,do you wanna come home with me buddy?!" Looking up at me with excited eyes he growles happily, looking at my watch I gasp seeing it was almost eleven sighing I get up and pat his wolfish head"follow me boy, you'll have to be quiet OK we can't wake mother or she'll hurt us OK" barking lowly he jerks his head and pushes at my legs with pleading eyes "OK OK we're going to have to find a name for you boy at some point" letting out a breath I started our trek back to mother's.
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Meeting Kris (BoyxBoy)
Teen FictionMy world was gray, colorless, boring however you wanted to word it. I was an accident, born because of a drunk escapade and my so called mother, she didn't act like one, my whole life she ignored me or would abuse me, the beatings didn't hurt as muc...