Matt Deveraux

Chapter 12: Princess Deveraux

Princess Deveraux

  Matt then went to the front door to say good morning to his dog, Leia. He went out to his porch, looked to his right, saw nothing. He whistled for a bit, still nothing. He started to shout out her name. Still nothing, he went started walking around the road inside their property. Around the small pitch, all the way to the back left of the house where the Deverauxs kept their pet turtle, and then all the way back to the right side of the house, where the garage was. He saw only the Mitsubishi Pajero there, though not exactly fit at that moment in time, still looked badass. He walked down the corridor next to garage, still calling her name and nothing. He stood in front of the garage for a second, wondering where she could have gone. Had someone either gate open? Was she inside the house? No she could not have been, she would have come up to wake me if she was inside, Matt thought to himself. He remembered that Leia used to crawl under the four by four, but that was only when she was terrified, when there was thunder or fireworks, she was either going to be there or the brothers would have a problem on their hands. He got down on the floor of the garage to look for her, and there she was, all curled up, looking as small as a Chihuahua. After trying to comfort her then finally pulling her out, he found blood all over her mouth, but it wasn't a hedgehog's or anything. It was her own blood, Matt touched her scar right above her eye and Leia shivered. He panicked, he brought her in, forcefully.
''Sean come quick!''
''What happened to her?'' Sean said, not too alerted
''Look at her eye!''
''Fucking hell Leia, that must have been one hell of a cat you fought'' Sean said
''You sure that's from a cat dude? I mean, look at it, it's pretty deep''
''Leia hold still, good girl, let me just..'' and Sean went on to try to touch the cut. Leia made a scary plea to be left alone and ran away hurting Matt in the process.