Hey. Im sorry i took so long to update my family is coming together and has no problems anymore. But sadly my dog did not survive parvo. She died on July 10 around 9 pm. My mom and i left that day to go to my hometown and do some business. We left at 9 am and we couldn't get to see her bc Lunas doctor doesnt come till 10. Our business was done around 7 pm and the vet closes at 5pm so i never got to see her on her final day which im mad at myself for that. We were driving home and when we were 2 blocks away i saw someone text my mom. No one ever texts her at that time so i knew the vet texted and i knew something bad happened to Luna. And i was right. Luna died that day and i non stopped cried. She was only 5 months old and i only had her for 3 months. It's now July 12 and i still cant get over her. We had the vets to burry her bc i was in no mental condition to burry her or watch her get burried. I would've broke down crying again. But my pain is slowly healing. Its for the best. Shes not hurting anymore. And i know shes running around in doggie heaven with her bestfriend Pumpum eating their favorite fruit, mangoes. And i hope she sees my Father up there as well. I still have her clothes, bowls and brushes that i will reuse for my next dog. And i have to wait 6-12 months before getting another dog because she might get the parvo from my previous dog. I will find and get another dog that looks like Luna. A black poodle. And i will name her similar to Luna. If you have any names that starts with L please tell me. And last night i felt something like climb on my bed and Luna likes climbing on my bed. It couldnt possibly be a ghost bc what ghost climbs up on a bed lol. So that made me cry as well but happy tears bc i know shes with me and loves me. Run free Luna. I miss you bebe.
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Its been a week since we lived here. And honestly im enjoying everything. The house had 4 bedrooms 6 bathrooms, a basement and a loft, kitchen, dinning and living room. Marcus finally agreed to let me have the loft. And the boys had their own separate rooms. Finals are on monday and ive been stressing more than ever. I may be smart but History was not my subject. I'd study all day for it, and still would get a low grade. Yes, that bad.
"Take a break you've been stressing all week. Look, you even have pimples now." Marcus points at all 5 pimples on my face. I slapped his hand. Rude.
"I just want to have straight A's. I cant be an Interior Designer if i cant have good grades." I whined. Ive always dreamed of becoming an interior designer. Its interesting and sounds a lot of fun. Anything that consists of fashion and designing, im all up for it. I already designed my own wedding gown.
"All the jobs in the world and you choose to you Interior Design? You're a princess. You don't need a job." Marcus takes my stuff and puts them on the top of the bookshelf where I can't possibly reach. "You miss smarty pants need a break. Go take a shower and change you stink. Were gonna order Chinese and watch movies."
I groan and tried to walk up to my room. And by walking, i mean dragging my feet across the floor. I go up to my loft, its simple but i love it.
I go to my closet and chose a yellow nike hoodie with black nike pros. Its been raining for 4 days straight and im loving it. The constant noise and smell the rain makes, its wonderful.
I go in the bathroom and had a nice warm shower and did everything a lady needs to do. not trying to sound dirty. I change into my clean clothes and blow dried my hair.
"BLAKE WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU BRING INSIDE THE HOUSE?!" I hear Marcus yell downstairs. Oh no. What did Blake do this time? Out of curiosity i went downstairs to see a reindeer?
How the hell?
"I didn't mean to bring it in he fucking ran!" He said back. All of them now trying to get the poor baby reindeer out the house. Its not a fucking dog Cody. It will jot listen when you whistle.
"Come here baby. Come on." I called the cute animal. Surprisingly he followed me outside and ran off. Thats how you do it boys.
Marcus and i went in the kitchen preparing popcorn and hot chocolate while the boys argued about what movie we were going to watch. These boys i swear. Ill have white hairs from being around them all day.
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"ILL GET IT!" I hear Martinus say unlocking the door. Well i guess our Chinese food came.
Marcus put 2 packs of popcorn in the microwave while i made 6 hot chocolates and 5 of them had marshmallows. Can you believe it? Marcus hates marshmallows? Who hates marshmallows? They're so good.
"So you like orange chicken, fried rice and noodles? Asian much?" He smirked. Thank God he finally spoke. We've been in the kitchen for 5 minutes and it was dead ass silent.
"Im half asian thank you very much."
"Woah your asian? How come you never told me? You dont look asian. Your eyes are different." He said pointing my eyes. Does everyone think just because their asian they have different eyes? I have eyes
TIME LAPSE
Its now 11:32 AM. Marcus and I are in my favorite Restaurant/Cafe, Expresso. I know, a restaurant named after coffee, how interesting. They had light tan walls and wood floors, 15 tables and very hot waiters. I havent had breakfast all day so i decided why not eat breakfast for lunch? I ordered waffles with bananas and chocolate syrup, bacon, cinnamon toast and an iced cappuccino while Marcus ordered almost everything on the menu.
"You still haven't told me what you do. Ive been curious since after that whole deal you made." I glared at him. Ive been trying to get him to tell me what he does this whole week. The guns, papers, telling Jason that he'll kill him. What could this guy possibly be? A criminal? Maybe. Security guard? Nahh. Why would a rich white boy work when his parents are surgeons and ceo's?
He sighed running his hand through his face. "Im not gonna get out if this am i?"
"Nope." I popped the p. This boy ughhh.
"Alright." He looks around him, and lowers his voice. "Im an underground fighter. I fight every 3 nights. People think its all about money, but in reality it feels good. When you can just release all your anger on someone who also want to release their anger on someone else. Whenever i have problems or just anger issues in general i go out and fight. Thats all i can say Princess." He winks. Thats ALL he can say? He didn't explain what the guns and papers mean.
"Are you a criminial?" I spat not even thinking twice. My eyes grew twice the size praying he wont get offended.
please dont get mad and get offended
"Maybe."
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Royal High
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