Sour Patch

13

*I do not own this photo*
(Jason's pov)

Laying on my back in my driveway, during a downpour, holding a mauled arm was not how I expected today to go. " Jesus Fucking Christ!" I groaned taking deep breaths to calm the fuck down. I knew Bruce was a guard dog, but thinking back on my actions I couldn't for the life of me see what triggered the bastard to attack me. "I need to calm the fuck down." I muttered to myself.

I just laid there cradling my arm as the rain washed away the blood that kept pouring out "Fucker got me good" I mumbled looking down at my arm. The skin was mangled and hanging loose. Slowly I stood up taking care not to jostle my arm. Looking in my cars window I was greeted with Bruce's snarl. Looking around him I saw Reese sitting frozen with a shocked look upon his face. Determining he was safe with his guard, and warm in my running vehicle. I dug in my pocket with my good hand to grab my phone and call Tyler.

Tyler answered on the third ring, letting his deep rasp come through the line. "What do you want at this time of day."

Breathing deep so I don't scream I gritted my teeth. " I need my extra keys and some help. I really fucked up somehow."

"How bad?"

"I can't use an arm."

"Can you last 10?"

"I don't know." My voice cracked on the last word, letting some of the pain through. I slowly made my way to the porch, and sat down leaning heavily on the banister watching my car.

"Listen for me." Was all Tyler said as the line was cut.

My arm was throbbing with pain, and I was beginning to feel lightheaded as it turned my shirt crimson. I had bled for about ten minutes before I called Tyler. I watched as Bruce calmed down and began to nudge Reese with his nose. Looking at the pavement I cringed at the tiny red river flowing from my steps. Gritting my teeth I pulled my shirt off and began to wind it around my arm. Cursing myself for being so stupid by waiting so long.

After a few more seconds I saw Reese beginning to react to Bruce, sighing I was glad he was responding. Maybe if he could forgive me for whatever the hell I did, I might get some medical attention. Just as soon as I thought that I registered the sound of a Harley Davidson's rumble, as it slid sideways into my driveway, With two figures leaping off of it and rushing to my car, thinking I was inside. I chuckled a little as Bruce charged the window again and Tyler let out a not so manly screech.

Monica was the first to see me as she loped to me taking in my state of undress. "Shit honey britches let's get you inside and take care of that arm."

Nodding my head and taking another glance at my car, I dutifully followed my friend into my home. Monica led me to my kitchen, setting me down she went about getting some first aid supplies. Setting down the disinfectant and bandages she slowly unwrapped my shirt from my arm and sucked in a breath. She quickly sprayed the disinfectant on it and wrapped it tight.

"Your gonna have to go to the hospital hun, your gonna need stitches."

"Well once I get the damn dog in my car to calm down, he's protecting an E.R. nurse."

"Protecting." Monica seemed to roll the word around a bit before she tilted her head and stared me down. "What did you do to the poor nurse?"

"I don't know!" I exclaimed throwing up my good hand. "But it had to be something, I thought that Fucker liked me."

"You passed the park without my permission." A small voice said from the doorway.

I looked over to the door and saw Reese hugging himself, with Bruce in front of him and Tyler behind.

"Are you alright?" Reese asked as he scooted closer to me. "Of course your not, here let me look."  He reached out to grab my arm, when Monica blocked his way.

"How do I know that if you touch him, that dog won't finish him off?" She huffed trying to look bigger than she was.

"Jeeze Mon, he's a dog not a monster." I rolled my eyes "I might be pissed off at the Fucker but that doesn't mean I don't understand why he did it. I just don't know what I did."

Monica sighed then stepped out of the way. Reese took the window of opportunity to grab my arm and unwrap the already soaked bandage. He looked at it critically and let us know what we knew before. I had  to go get stitches. Grumbling a bit I stood up and began my journey back outside to make a trip to Reese's work.

"Hey, can we leave Bruce here for this trip?" I asked Reese "You can stay with him if you like, feel free to use anything."

Reese gave a small shrug and stepped back to Bruce. Monica and Tyler helped me get in the car and buckle up. Then away we went to get stitches. Pulling into the hospital I had dodged all questions on who Reese was and why I wanted to be his friend, let alone why I was alright with leaving him unattended in my home. Tyler and Monica badgered me relentlessly until in the middle of my stitches I blew up.

"Look I don't know, okay I really don't all I do know is I'm not mad. I still want to be his friend, I am drawn to him for some reason and I just want to hang out and play with Bruce. He is not a bad dog, he was just doing his job. Now can we please drop it for fucks sake!"  They nodded their heads and were silent the rest of the time.