"All I want to know is why you won't take me back like how we used to be, I'm trying my hardest!" Xavier grunts with tears in his eyes
"It's not possible for you anymore Xavier, that'll never be possible for us again. Too much has happened, too much...
When we got home all of the lights were off. Kitchen was cleaned up, and everyone was in bed. The house before this one was about the size of a castle. I'm being fastidious but still that's where Xavier's main men who basically are his best friends and work best with him stay at that house which we once lived at. It was crowded but they all were quite and knew when to not disturb the beast. He tried to make it as we were on our own little planet. And I absolutely hated it. In that world they did anything and everything they wanted. Xavier had sleep trickling out of his dazed eyes. The clock said it was about midnight which makes sense why grumpster was tired. Normally he sleeps at around 8-10 on weekdays and usually stays up and hour or two on the weekends. As the stairs escalated our clothes became less and lesser. But not how you think. Sex wasn't really on my brain as I saw our bed. We were being extra quite hoping not to wake anyone up. Every time Xavier leaves the house and his men aren't there to watch the house he usually just has them drop off his three German Shepards. The two boys were Jupiter and Bullet. Our lightest and youngest female was Reagan. She was named after the girl in the exorcist.
"Ey baby's" I crouch down to their level. That isn't really that bad because they're probably twice the size of the normal German Shepard.
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My hand is careful not to touch their prickly collars. Xavier bred and raised them to be hunters and killers but must behave around the family like good dogs. I'm honest when I say that these are probably the best trained dogs you'll ever meet. Xavier has pictures of them at his desk, they would be his actual babies if El wasn't here. Reagan, my favorite, begins to kiss my face with her pink tongue. Jupiter, in the middle, hasn't ever been anyone's favorite. We all just care for him as our friend because he's such a human. His brother, Bullet, is a whole different story. Bullet is Xavier's favorite. X will pick let him do about anything unless he does anything harmful to El or me, or else he gets an actual bullet in his skull. His dark black hair is groomed by professional handlers every two weeks. Raw meat, spring water, rice, and salmon take up the majority of all three dogs diets. They have dog walkers and Xavier's men train them to be the most aggressive they can be. "These are my born killers who protect and guard. I don't want any mistakes made with them or they'll repay how they see fit" X would always warn to anyone who came near.
