Puppy Luv

Chapter Four (4)

Adrians p.o.v

Kameron made me sit close to her and throw my arm over her shoulder, and she laid her arm closely to my male organ zone.

It was so uncomfortable.

Silently sighing, I looked toward the others on the other side of this girl--Chelsey--and I, "Im going to go to the bathroom," I said, retrieving my arm from her shoulder, standing and leaving the theatre and walking down the hall and to the frozen yogurts cafeteria.

"Hello?" I answered my phone as it started buzzing.

"Hes gone," my mom cried into the phone.

"Huh?" was my brilliant response, sometimes I wish she grounded me for hitting Max, he didnt deserve it, and I dont know why I did it. I was mad, at him ripping my shirt? I smacked myself on the forehead.

"Max is gone, hes not in the yard, I checked all around. It must have been after you left, I cant find him. Im so sorry, I should have not sent him outside," she cried into my ear.

"What," I said, not asked, in disbelief, "What," I yelled, making me get odd stares from everyone, "Im going to go look, call me if you hear anything, and start making posters please. He could be still out there, or he could of got attacked, mom, I cant live without Max, mom, Im sorry I hit him, I didnt mean to, it didnt even feel like I did. Mom, I didnt mean to hurt him. Please tell me your lying," I asked in the phone, I was about to walk out of the door, but someone put a hand on my shoulder.

"Where are you going?" I turned to see Kameron.

"Max ran away," I told him.

"Who are you talkin--" my mom started to ask.

"Sorry, Kameron is here," I apologized.

"And where are you going?" he asked.

"To go find him, its raining, and its like nine. He could get hit," I snapped at him.

"And what about Chelsey ?"

"Well tell her a family emergency, I dont care. Im going to look for my dog," I glared, turning around and heading out the doors. It was raining, not lightly, but not hard either, and it probably wouuld only get worse.

Pulling my hood over my head, I put the phone back to my ear, "Im going to go look around the block," I told her.

"OK, but come home soon, I dont want you getting hit..." she paused, "If he doesnt come back tonight, it will be tomorrow,"

"Yah," I bit my lip, hanging up.

I ran home, I ran to the park, I ran down out walking path.

"Max!" I yelled, into my cupped hands,

No answer.

"Max boy!" I yelled again.

I looked every where as I started to walk home, it was darker than before, and the only light I was receiving was from the street lights, and car lights driving by. I didnt care if I get sick, I just wanted to find Max.

I dont know what I would do without him.

Running up the stairs to the house, I busted in, "Did you find him?" I asked, removing my wet clothes.

"No, Im sorry," my mom apologized, she was on the computer, I walked up behind her, the posters, "Go get dressed, then Ill let you finish them," she told me, and I nodded. Sprinting up the stairs, I got into sweats and a tee, then quickly ruffled my hair with a towel.

I went down stairs with my camera, and plugged it into the computer, getting a good picture of Max, posting it on, then describing him.

The reward was 150.00 for the first to find him, and bring him home.

Hitting the 'print' button, the printer kicked into action, all the copies were heard dropping into the dispenser,

"I got these, for when your going to hang them up," she passed me clear report holders, "You'll have to tape the top, Im sorry, thats all I could buy," she kissed my damp hair, before retreating into the kitchen, making calls.

Its the weekend, so all I have to do is hang up posters and keep by my phone, incase anybody calls.

Sighing, I finished taping the last of the clear packages, I ran a hand through my hair, biting my nails, walking up the stairs, I laid down on my bed, rubbing the sport where Max used to fall asleep next to me,

This is all my fault, I hit him, and he ran away. Maybe he understands that I told him hes self-centered. My chest tightened as I grabbed the space, clenching the cold spot with a closed fist.

I missed my dog.

He was my rock.

Hes the person I talked to when I cant tell Kameron anything.

He understands me. And Ive lost him.

Im never going to be able to replace him if he doesnt come back.

Max made me feel whole and complete, and I ruined everything.

I hit him.

I hit him with the shirt.

I hit him after he got attacked by that dog.

He probably hates me, and Im the reason he ran away.

Salty tears came out the sides of my eyes, Ive never cried.

But I couldnt help it. My rock--hell--my life, is gone, hes lost, Im lost. Everybody is lost.

Sighing, I laid there, pulling my knees up to my chest, wrapping myself in a ball.

He was so beautiful, his fur, his eyes, his everything.

And for all I know, he could be in a ditch, his white, gray and brown fur, all red and matted.

His eyes, if he still has them, he would be all broken.

The images stayed in my head as I tried to sleep, I couldnt, knowing my best friend was some where out there.

In the cold.

All alone.

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Song - Ed Sheeran <3

Picture - Adrian,

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