The truck stops
Rocky hops down and quickly heads to the other side of the truck to help me get down
I put my arm around him, unwillingly letting a grunt go as I do, and we slowly make our way inside our house
Quietly, I sit down on the chair pulled for me by Rocky. As soon as I raise my look at him, he hurries inside the bathroom
He takes a couple of seconds before coming back with some soaking wet towels and a couple of rolled-up bandages
Rocky first cleans the blood from my torso, removing most of the red that stains my white fur, he then slowly, yet firmly, bandages it
He then takes another towel and gets closer to my face
With slow, gentle strokes, he begins cleaning the lower side of my chin
He then gets even closer as he starts cleaning the sides of my mouth and cheeks
Then, he rests his head on my chest
And I hug him
I really can't imagine the way he's feeling right now . . . But I want him to know
"I'll always be here . . . w-with you" I whisper, trying to articulate the best that I can
He then exhales, quickly wiping his eyes with a paw before continuing to clean where he left off
The completely silent house makes the minutes look like hours, and Rocky eventually gives up trying to remove the red stain around my face
As soon as he puts the towel down, I try to slowly stand up
Rocky immediately tosses the stained towel on his shoulder as he tries to sit me back down but I point towards the door that leads directly towards the garage, making him stare at the garage for a couple of seconds
He then helps me stand up without questioning, placing my paw around his shoulder as we walk towards the door
Chase doesn't bother to raise his look when he hears the door opening
He stays there, face down, one paw cuffed to the pole
And Rocky doesn't react at all
He just helps me make my way inside the garage and pulls a somewhat heavy cardboard box for me to sit down
Then, without saying a word, he leaves the room
That's the moment Chase raises his look to show me a smile
"Who did you kill now"
I just stare at him with a frown, making him slowly lower his look again
He then exhales "I-I . . . Did you fin- . . ."
And Rocky walks into the garage, a bowl with water on one paw and a plate with some food on the other one
Chase slowly raises his look to him but Rocky just places the plate and bowl on the floor, close enough for Chase to reach them, before sitting right next to me
"How are you feeling?" Rocky whispers as he gently places a paw on my shoulder
I nod, gently taking his paw and giving it a kiss
Then someone starts banging on the door, making Chase flinch
Rocky sighs, before standing up and leaving the garage
I sigh as well, turning to face Chase, noticing him quickly look away
And the sound of Skye's voice yelling resounds around the entire house
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A Paw Patrol Story
FanfictionA pup tells us a story about his life. He passes through a lot of things that hurt him, making him escape from his home. Years later, he comes back to the place he once belonged to repair all the damages between his old friends accompanied by his lo...
