Piercings And Tattoos

8

Gavin held a tiny puppy in his arms. I squealed as he placed it into my arms. Serena and Cole jumped and ran out to see the small puppy.

"OMG!" Serena shouted and raced over to pat the dog.

"Why do you have a small dog, Gavin?" Cole asked slightly curious.

"Well I thought this place needed a dog." he shrugged his shoulders. We placed the puppy on the ground as it ran around our feet. It yapped as I picked it up and went to the kitchen to show Bronx. I came up behind him and when the puppy licked his face he jumped and turned around.

"OMG TINY DOG!" he yelled that startled me and made Sky and Frosty came back downstairs to see the puppy. The others came into the kitchen, the puppy yapped at Bronx when he set it down on the table on top of his homework.

"For a second I thought you licked me." Bronx said to me. The others laughed slightly and looked at me. When the commotion of the puppy died down we got back into training. Cole was considered taking us out tonight but we had to at least train to our limit. He had all of us go through the treadmills, knife throwing and the ring at least five times before we swapped over partners. Training with Cole and Frosty was different compare to Bronx. They were more strict and rougher and they talked a hell of a lot more. At the end of the training session the boys were ready to go out but Sky, Serena and I were exhausted and just wanted to play with the puppy. It ran out aimlessly, attempting to jump up onto the couch but falling short. Sky and Serena took turns in holding the puppy till the boys got back. They had bruised knuckles and cuts on their arms. Bronx winced slightly when he sat down on the couch. I lifted the back of his shirt and saw a gash that started from his tail bone and ended mid back. Cole didn't explain what had happened as he brought the first aid kit into the room. I moved off the couch to let Frosty sit next to Bronx as Cole attended to his wounds. I walked out the room and sat in the kitchen for a while. The boys carried Bronx up the stairs to his room, Gavin came in and washed his hands in the sink.

"What happened?" I asked but Gavin said nothing. Cole and Frosty came back downstairs yet when I asked them both had happened they gave me the same treatment as Gavin. Storming out of the room, I went up to Bronx's room. He lied on his stomach, his back was bandaged up but his breathing was shallow.

"Do you want me to get you anything?" I softly asked him approaching the bed.

"Just stay." he managed to say but was very weak. I climbed into bed as he reached across to grab my hand. He was deadly cold and his hands were clammy. I used my free hand to softly stroke his hair to distract him from his pain. I stayed with him until he fell asleep, the others were still downstairs probably having dinner. I took the time to take a shower and change into Bronx's clothes before I faced everyone downstairs. Gavin was gone and so was the puppy, the remainder sat on the couch and watched TV. I folded my arms and leaned in the doorway.

"What happened out there tonight is none of your concern." Cole said after a period of silence.

"He's my friend so it's now my concern." I simply said. Cole glared over at me and turned the TV off.

"Cut the crap, it's obvious you and him are more than friends! When you slay your first zombie then I'll tell you what happened to Bronx." he got up and shoved past me to go upstairs. Serena followed him shortly after and Sky and Frosty soon left. I grabbed the remote off the couch and sat in silence. I shivered from the cold but I left the blankets upstairs with Bronx who needed them more than I do. I dozed on and off throughout the night and into the morning as it got miserably cold. Rain started battering down on the roof like a hail of bullets; someone stirred upstairs before I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I glanced over at Bronx who was shaking.