Choices

Chapter 55

The one who cared from the beginning when all the guys practically hated Hope... it's Brock! The next chapter we have Evan... I hope that you're ready. The song is My Love by Blackmill!

(Hopes POV)

"HOPE GET IN HERE NOW!" Brock yelled, scaring me out of my slumber. He never yells for me.

I kick the blankets off of me and run out of my room toward where the guy's voices were heard. I go into the living room where the guys made a circle around someone. Evan runs up next to me only in his shorts that he went to bed in while I was wearing one of his black shirts and underwear underneath. Craig turns around and in his arms is a small orange and white corgi puppy. I bring my hands to my mouth and gasp.

"He was left at the front door a few minutes ago in a box with this tapped to his collar," Brian says as he hands me a folded white piece of paper. I take the unopened taped paper and open it up, Evan leaning over my shoulder to see what it said.

"A little birdie told me that your favorite breed of dogs is a Corgi. Name him whatever you please, because I know that when you have this dog, you'll be thinking of me. Signed your secret admirer." I read out loud. I look at Brian confused.

"You got me a dog? You're the only one that really knows that I like Corgi's and knows where this place is." I ask Brian. He gives me a confused look and shakes his head no. Okay so it wasn't Brian. Did I tell Evan that I like Corgis and just not remember it?

"Evan, did you get him for me?" I ask turning to an also confused Evan. He shakes his head no as well. I look back at the puppy as he looks at me.

"He is cute, I mean look at him. He's going to be our guard dog to this place. Come here you." I say as Craig hands me the puppy. I laugh as he starts to sniff me all over.

"I don't like this, not one fucking bit. Not only does someone know we're here, but they could've put some tracker in that dog." Evan says crossing his arms. I turn to Evan and hold the puppy out in front of me.

"Why don't you like me. I didn't choose to be here, please let me stay." I say in the best high pitched voice I can get as I move the puppy around as if it was talking. A couple of the guys quietly laugh behind me.

"Hope I'm serious. Not to mention the note. From your secret admirer? I just feel like this is some sort of trap." I roll my eyes as I turn the puppy around so he's facing me and walk away from Evan.

"It's alright, one daddy doesn't like you, but there's eight more that love you just as much as I do," I say in a baby voice.

"Look, I'll go get supplies and go to the vet to see if he's chipped or not. But we're keeping this little chonker." I set the puppy down as he waddles his little legs over to Evan.

"Come on you heartless being! That puppy wants your attention and you want nothing to do with it!" David exclaims. Evan kneels down and slowly pets the puppy. A small smile coming onto his face.

"Fine, just be back in an hour so I can post the picture and we can all witness the media fall into shambles," Evan says looking up at me. I start to smile and nod my head.

After getting ready for the day, Brock tagged along with me as I went to the vet first. We found out the puppy wasn't microchipped at all so I paid for that before going to a nearby pet store to spoil this dog. Brock waited in the car with the dog while I quickly picked out food, treat, toys, and a couple of beds big enough for a Great Dane. My cart collided with someone as I was heading to the checkout. I look up and see Jordan carrying two big things of dog food on each shoulder. It's just a coincidence Hope, a lot of people have dogs in Los Santos.