A little puppy looked up at me with its cute little face as if to say ‘take me home you know you want to’. I raised an eyebrow at the fluff ball. It yips and bounds around my feet.
“Fine but just till I find you a new home” I sigh giving in to its adorableness. I continue walking and it follows.
I unlock the door and go in. I grab my sketch book and pencils then hurry out the door along with my new pal.
“Woof” It yips as I sit down next to a shady tree, reaching over I run my fingers through its soft black fur.
“Can you pose for me?” I ask it hoping it understood. People may think I’m crazy for talking to a dog and you know what I don’t care because I’m not crazy I’m just unique, unique in the kind of way that I have an evil voice in my head that wants me to die on no uncertain terms.
The dog stands in front of me looking heroic.
“Now stay still” I instruct, sketching away.
After a few moments I tell the dog he can sit. He collapses to the ground as if exhausted.
“You lazy little shit all you did was pose” I chuckle. He barks in reply.
“I suppose I should give you a name.”
He looks at me expectantly,
“How about Noir?” I ask. He barks as if to say ‘yes I like that name’.
“Well come on Noir let’s go home” I say ushering him to follow.
Stumbling through the door I clutch my head. The voice, make it go away!
“No one will save you this time little girl” It laughs.
“Now how will you die? Maybe I should get you to smash your head, No? Ok the maybe you can stab yourself to death?”
“Why do you do this” I cry.
“Why? Well that’s because I want to, now make a choice because you die today little girl” if a voice could smirk it was smirking right now.
I felt the soft caress of Noir’s fur against my leg and behind the voices taunts I could hear him growling. Slowly I let go of my head realising that the voice was slowly depleting from my mind.
“Thanks buddy” I say pulling the dog close and hugging him. He licks my face as if to say ‘I’ll always be here for you’.
Now that I actually think of it I have been hearing a whisper of another voice. Not the malicious one but one that seems to calm me and I’ve had it ever since I got Noir.
“Noir is it your voice?” I ask looking at him curiously.
“Yes” I hear.
“Oh shit now dogs can talk maybe I am going crazy!”
“Nah I’m not really a dog,”
“That’s it I’m insane how can a dog not be a dog” I yell.
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The dog is important ok, believe me it'll all be revealed soon.
-Kei-chan
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Voices
Teen FictionA girl is plagued with a voice in her head. A voice with a malicious intent! It wants her to kill herself!
