Ash is a college student that's visiting his mom for summer. He never had a father figure because his dad left him and his mother for a guy. In her rage his mother became extremely homophobic while he was mourning the loss of his father. One day Ash...
Author Jazmin-What if I just make this entire thing relatable Also I have ADHD and I'm writing a chapter that basically makes the character look like it has ADHD T-T TheTrashAC help me with my issues
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I walk outside into the backyard and stand next to my mom enjoying the nature. "Mom am I every going to see dad again?" I say in my small squeaky voice. My mom looks at me in distaste
"No he was a sinner. God said he wasn't good enough for the world so he took him and put him in heaven to fix him up and make him pure again."
The thought that I'd never see dad again was sad. What did he do he wasn't a sinner. He was funny, and the bestest dad ever!
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I've been in my moms house for a good week now and I was currently Eating my lucky charms. Wolves keep howling at night and I see them running in my moms backyard in a small group of 4 or 5. Their pretty cute actually. But what's weird is I would see the occasional dog in my yard just stare at me, and I never got any sleep.
It had blackish-greyish fur with the cutest little white strip pattern on its fur. In all honesty I wanted it for myself. It looked like a husky but kinda bigger, and with a smaller muzzle. It was kinda creepy tho, cause it would just stare at me through the window. It's eyes showed longing, a type of longing your lover would have when they looked at you.
But being the asexual fuck I am I've never been in a relationship. Not one girls weren't really doing it for me and something about a guy being bigger than me was unpleasant. I never got the tingle in my pants like any girl or guy I know. I'm going to stop myself right there, because if I don't I won't want to finish my cereal.
I felt a buzz in my back pocket. I have no social life who the fudge nuggets is texting me. I pull my phone out from my back pocket and tap the notification. I read who it was from and it was from my mom. Wait isn't she at work..?
It read "hey ash, momma bear here, I'll be home early okay. Around 5 or 6," I didn't reply cause I'm not replying to someone who referred to themselves as 'momma bear'. I put my phone on the table and got up from my seat. I put my bowl in the sink, draining all the milk out of it.
I hear a soft bark with a short whine/cry come from outside. When I looked at the sliding door I saw those cute white stripped pattern on its grayish fur. The weird Husky wanna be. It looked thin I felt bad because it looked so cute. "Are you hungry? Or thirsty?" I ask unsure if it could understand me.
Street dogs are smart right and if it did have an owner they would know the basic commands like 'sit', 'stay', or that signal that lets them know their about to eat. Now I wish I was a dog. They don't have to do anything but three things
Shit, eat, and look cute doing it.
Now I wish I was a dog. I was knocked out of my thoughts when I heard it whine and nod it's head. "Are you gonna give me rabies if I let you in?" I said unsure. It nodded its head. I think it's nodding it's head to everything I say. "Are you gay for burritos?" I say trying to see if it would respond with a nod.
It shook his head. "Your a smart dog." I say with delight as I grab the handle to the sliding door and open it to let the dog in. It automatically runs to the lucky charms box on the counter where I left it cause I'm to lazy to put it back in the cabinet with the snacks.
The dog gets on its hind legs and puts his muzzle on the box, and knocks it off the counter making a mess. "Could you not make a mess," I say irritation clear in my voice. The dog then gets back on its four legs and with his front left paw opens the top of the box and shoved his head in the box so it's on his head. He shakes his head rapidly and backs up into the wall hitting it. I start laughing at how cute the scene is.
"Instant karma for making a mess." I say laughing. I reached my hand out and grabbed the box from its head. With my other hand I fix my glasses on my face to where I don't look like one of the stereotypical female teachers with their glasses at the tip of their nose.
I put the box back on the counter and laugh at how weird the dog looks. It looks so shocked. "You. Look. So. Sad." I say in-between laughs trying to get a grip on my self mentally. When I calmed down and I stopped laughing the dog was at my feet trying to get its head in-between my legs.
"Stop trying to get to my no no square." I say while looking in the dogs eyes. I took in a full picture of the dogs face it looked amused.
I had a weird day from then. I eventually ended up feeding the dog but it stayed in in the house. When I told it to leave it wouldn't so I just decided on naming it. I need something I would remember something that reminds me of the warmth I felt when I once felt hole.
What about Ruben
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Hey guys jazmin here I accidentally deleted the entire thing once by accident and didn't realize I could save it but I did and now here it is. Okay by love bugs Edited by: TheTrashAC Written by: me
