Time to think

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Fang's POV

I lie back on the big rock that sits in the middle of the forest part of the park. I found this rock a long time ago, probably the first time I was bullied here. I didn't fight back until about 5 years ago. I call this my thinking rock, even though a whole heap of other people probably call it that too.

"Why do I keep having panic attacks? Why am I always so sensitive? Are Ryan and Jackson a thing yet or are they close? When did Jackson start to like guys? Why do I care what Jackson does? Am I worrying my friends and family with my emotional issues? Am I ready for my Senior year? Can I really wait a whole year to marry Max? Do my friends still trust me after I kept my abuse a secret for so long? Should I get a dog? Or a cat? Oh, what about a fish? Lots of fish. Not so much hassle and they have such a calming effect when I watch Iggy's fish swim around in their tank! What the Hell drugs am I taking?! I wasn't supposed to thing about getting pet! Though, a pet might help me a bit. Ahh! Fang stop talking!" My thoughts spew out of my mouth.

I take a very deep breath. At least my headache is gone. I sigh and roll onto my stomach. Looking at the trees.

"Mama, what should I do? You always knew what to do. You knew everything. You knew Ryan was gay before he even started to like anyone. I need some help Mama," I say sadly.

I stay silent, waiting, hoping,  praying that my mother heard me and she can help me. Like she did when she died and told me to stay alive for my brother.

Just like all the other times, I don't hear anything.

I put my head on my arms and feel something wet. I didn't realize I started to cry.  I sigh and let the tears fall.

"Bark! Bark! Bark!"

I jump up with a yelp. The barking has turned into a whimper now. I peek over the edge of the rock and see the source of the sound. A white husky. A beautiful white husky. It whines again.

"Hi there beautiful, don't bite me okay," I say gently as I slowly get off of the rock. The husky comes up to me and rubs its head against my leg.

"Okay...," I trail off as I crouch down, looking for a collar on the beautiful girl. Nothing. That's when I notice how filthy she actually is. Her fur on her belly is matted and brown from dirt.

"Oh sweetie, don't worry. I'll get you cleaned up and get you a nice meal. Come with me. My girlfriend's mom is a vet," the husky probably didn't understand a single word I said but she follows me anyway.

~Time Skip~

"So you found a purebred husky pup at the park while you were on your thinking rock? No sorry, a purebred husky wondered up to you while you were on your thinking rock?" Dr. M asks sarcastically as she checks the husky for a chip.

"I didn't know she was a purebred! And she did come up to me!" I huff as I pet the husky's freshly groomed fur.

"Hmm, guess she really is a stray," Dr. M says then groans.

She raises her finger to silence her daughter before Max even open her mouth, "No. We are not getting another dog. Magnolia is enough,"

"I was gonna say Fang should adopt her. Look at her, she's putty in his hands," Max says defensively. I look down at the dog and Max isn't lying.

"What do you say Fang?"

"I, uh, I'll have to ask Abuela and Abuelo. Give me a few minutes?" I say and step away from the husky.

But the moment I step away, she starts to cry. I start to freak out, "Uh, d-don't cry. I'm still right here." The moment I pet her, she stops crying.

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