Getting Advice

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I opened my eyes and regretted it as the sun shined through the curtains making my migraine worse I pushed myself up though and grabbed my phone turning it back on and watched as missed calls and messages flooded my phone mainly from my dad and I sighed reading through them he mainly kept apologizing and begging me to come back I started typing, “give me a little time today to process and then I’ll be back tonight.” I closed my phone, but it buzzed with a DM from twitter usually I ignore fan messages, but this one wasn’t from a fan per say it was from Steven R. McQueen. I opened it and saw he typed, “you try and get over them breaking the promise and eventually try to forgive them.” I smiled typing, “thanks for the advice. I'll keep that in mind.” I put on my shoes. I collected my bookbag and returned the keycard to the front desk. As I climbed onto my motorcycle I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket. I pulled out my phone and clicked on the message it read, “of course and remember that if you ever need to talk I’m here.” I grinned like a madman, “thanks and be careful for what you wish for because I can be a handful.” I decided to head over to the cast of The Walking Dead to see how Andrew and Norman were doing since I haven’t visited them in a while. I drove to set and saw Norman and Andrew running away from a hoard of zombies the director called cut and I yelled to them, “seemed a little slow so maybe age is catching up with you.” their heads jerked over to look at me and Norman ran over picking me up in a bear hug, “ugh I missed you squirt.” I chuckled. I missed you too Norman once he put me down Andrew hugged me, “how ya doin’ sweetheart.” I smiled, “I’m managing day by day.” he nodded, not pushing any further. I saw Chandler glaring at me from the distance and I tilted my head slightly confused as what I did to him, but I shook it off and headed into the opening of the woods and sat down then I whistled as loud as I could hearing three distant howl after a moment of waiting I heard their feet padding behind me and soon Blaze laid his head on my shoulder and Salem laid down across my lap while Zeus just laid next to me. I ran my hand through Salem’s fur, calming myself. I grabbed my phone from out of my pocket and took a picture of me and my pups captioning the picture, “sitting with my babies.” I put my phone back in my pocket, but after a few moments I felt it buzz, but I ignored it as I started to stare out into space soon Norman came and sat next to me, “you seemed stressed squirt you wanna talk about.” I shrugged my shoulders, “I feel like Jeffrey is gonna replace me with this new chick he’s with.” Norman laid my head on his shoulder making Blaze growl as he had to move so he could rest his head on my shoulder causing me to grin, but I sighed, “I came home from the hospital and he introduced me and I headed up to my room to give them a little bit of privacy and basically almost fucked her right outside my door.” he snorted, “seriously?” I nodded, “had I not walked out when I did they probably would’ve it’s like they completely forgot that I was there.” he sighed, “I’ll tell ya what kid go home and talk to him he’s probably worried sick about you right now.” I nodded hugging him, “bye Norman I’ll keep in touch this time.” I stood up making my pups whine in protest and I crouched back down looking at them, “I’ll tell ya what boys I’ll go on a run with you later since I’ve been pushing you away recently.” I patted them all on the head once and they quickly ran into the forest rough housing with each. I sat on my motorcycle and I kinda stared at my plain black helmet and I thought about painting it once this whole problem was resolved I pulled out my phone really quick and checked the notifications on my instagram steven_r_mcqueen has followed you and steven_r_mcqueen liked your photo and finally steven_r_mcqueen has commented on your photo. I clicked on his comment and it made me laugh, “ARE THOSE REAL WOLVES?!” I clicked reply, “yup raised them since they were pups.” I turned off the screen sticking in in my bookbag and put on my helmet driving off towards my house.

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