Chapter:17

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Sarah's POV

I was spooning Smile dog in my bed. And yes I'm sleeping with smile dog, even got my nightlight upgraded to a lamp that softly lit the whole room. I had my face buried into smiley's fur.

"Hey smile..." He made a dog sound, raising one of his ears. "You don't have to stay if you don't want to." As much as I want to have someone next to me right now I don't want to force anyone. And if something dose happen I don't want my mom being killed. I heard a sigh then felt I was no longer on the comfortable fur of smile dog. I looked up to see a boy with pale skin and black hair dipped in red, his eyes were the same as smiley. He placed a hand on my head pressing me into his chest. "Shut up and go to sleep, and calm down." I lifted my head to get a clear view of his face. "I am calm." He just glared at me. "Don't lie to me, you reek of fear." He sighed again then his voice grew calm and comforting. "Just go to sleep."

My eyes were just about to shut but I heard a growl. My eye brows shot up as I looked at Smile. "Was that your stomach?" He had his eyes close as he mumble. "Ignore it, your fear is making me hungry is all." ...I got up walking to my closet. I went into my mini fridge looking for something. I pulled out two of my beer bottle root bears and a pack skittles.

I plopped back into my spot tossing Smile a bottle which he just sliced open with his claws and took a chug. "Want some skittles?" I held one up to his mouth and he just opened it and I threw it in.

After a few minutes we're going back to sleep but I hear another growl and this time it wasn't from smile and I sure as fruitloop wasn't mine. The lights started to flicker then went out and I clutched onto Smiley my nails most likely digging into his skin. He growled at the closet door as he held me close to him as the door started opening with some form of fog coming from it. It stopped only leaving a crack and then it happen..

His head was poking out in clear view. He slowly stepped out walking up to the bottom of my bed. He held out his hand and said.

"Friend"

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