True Feelings #10
Sean sighed, “My birth name is, but I want to change it to my mom’s maiden name. My brother is working on that for all of us. I don’t agree with those people, and I literally never did anything for them. I just want to live my life. I want you.”
Ok that was very fast but cute. Sassy wasn’t hissing so this guy had to be ok. I urged Immy, “Go get to know Sean and hang out in the back. I’ll cover the shift.” Immy asked, “Are you sure? You wouldn’t mind?”
I answered sincerely, “Not at all. What are friends for, if not to help their friend have their Romeo and Juliet moment with a better ending. There will be none of that bullshit with you two, ok? Communication saves the day, people.”
Sean smirked, “You better believe it. My girl deserves the best.” I snorted, “You are quite confident, aren’t you?
” Sean tilted his head, “You don’t know.
” Huh? I knew Immy better than he did. Immy tugged his hand and dragged Sean to the back as I asked, “Know what? I was here for that whole interaction and I met her first.” They didn’t answer.
I snorted and kept busy sorting books. I closed up and knocked on the door before I walked in. They were making out and their shirts were off. I apologized, “I’m so sorry.” I closed the door and waited. They both came out, not looking remotely sorry.
Immy said, “Thanks for telling me to talk to Sean.” I teased her, “You definitely looked like you were talking.” They smirked. My friend asked me, “Can we keep this between us for right now? I’m not sure how to break it to my family but slowly seems like a good idea.”
Sean sighed, “Sadly, that’s true. My siblings will be happy to meet you though.” I frowned, “The Millers are really nice. I’ll keep the secret, but I think they’d surprise you. Ok I haven’t met them all, but the ones I have are nice.”
Silence enveloped the group. I offered, “I could tell Keaton to punch anyone who was mean to Sean. I’m sure he’d do it.
” I was actually positive he would. Which was odd, I didn’t really condone violence but whatever.
Some situations just called for it. Like maybe Lisa wouldn’t be such a horrid bitch if she’d been punched in the face a few times. WOW! Calm down thoughts.
Sean looked nervous but smiled at me. I told Immy, “Text me later, or I’ll call Keaton and tell him everything.
I don’t think Sean is going to hurt you, but I need to have a text from you later or I’m telling.
” Immy laughed, “I’ll text you.” I hugged her.
Immy skipped away with Sean while I watched.
They avoided main streets. Jeez. Were the O’Toole’s and Millers really enemies? I shook my head, ran across the street, and ordered a steak dinner, waited for it to be prepared, then started towards the woods. I cursed, “Shit! Tatum!”
I ran back to my apartment, grabbed the leash, and my dog’s collar. I smiled calling, “Come on girl!” Tatum happily trotted over and went with me. I walked back through to the place where I’d seen the rabies wolf. Sassy started hissing in my head.
I heard Jag talking, “So, it’s like that huh?” I heard snarling as the answer. I yelled, “JAG!” I took off running with Tatum right beside me. Jag cursed softly, “Fuck!” Then yelled, “Get out of here, Katie!” I ran over to him as a wolf scratched his back, causing blood spatter to spray my clothes.
Tatum snarled and grabbed one of the wolves by the hind leg and dragged it away. I screamed, “TATUM!” She was just a little dog. A red eyed wolf jumped in front of me. I cried, “No, she’s just a puppy!”
I heard a howl of pain, but not a sound like Tatum would make. How could she even drag a wolf away? What was going on? Jag punched the wolf in the head; it went down quickly. I started to run for Tatum, but Jag grabbed me around the waist and carried me away.
Jat demanded, “I need you to go home.” I cried, “But Tatum is over there.” Jag snorted, “Your weird dog is fine. I’m sure she’ll come over here in a second.” I hit his arm, “She’s not weird!” Jag snorted, “Uh huh.”
I asked, “Are you ok? That wolf scratched you, you need to get checked out.” Jag assured me, “I’m fine, I’ll clean up the area.
They aren’t dead, Katie. I need to kill them.
” I sighed, “It’s just that I have a red eyed wolf friend.
I know they have rabies, but my wolf is nice. He wasn’t any of these ones though.”
I was very confident about that. Jag snorted, “I wouldn’t call him your wolf around your boyfriend.
” I frowned, “Why? He is my rabies wolf.” Jag growled.
I sighed, “You really would fit in around here. I feel like I’m the magnet for people who don’t think people will like them.
You and now the other new guy talking about hijinks. ”
Jag asked, “Sean?” I asked, “How do you know Sean?” Jag answered, “I’ve seen him around. Poor kid’s been working up the courage to approach your friend for months.” I frowned, “He’s stalking her?” Crap! I just let them go off together.”
Jag groaned, “Dear god, no. Sean’s not stalking Immy. He was just instantly drawn to her, but he’s worried she won’t like him.” I snorted, “You know a lot about people and stuff for not being out in the open.” Jag said, “You meet other people in the shadows.” That had merit.
Tatum yipped and jumped into my arms. I screamed, “TATUM! Oh god. She’s covered in blood.
We need to get to the vet and…” Jag interrupted, “I don’t think the blood is hers.
I don’t think your strange dog,” Tatum growled at him.
Jag winked at my dog before continuing, “liked the red eyed wolves threatening you.”
I praised Tatum in a baby voice, “Who needs a big dog? Not me. No, I have the cutest, fiercest dog on the planet. Yes, I do.” Tatum licked my face. I winced and wiped the blood away that came with that lick.
I told Jag, “I left a steak out for my rabies wolf. Don’t kill him, he’s nice.” Jag growled again then laughed, “I’ll be on the lookout for a nice rabies wolf.” I snorted, “Well, you were talking to those wolves when I got here.”
Jag smirked, “Touché, Katie. Touché. I’d take a dip in the pond before you go home.” He was right. Tatum and I couldn’t walk around covered in blood. Tatum wriggled out of my arms and ran towards the pond. She jumped in like she was a fish.
I snorted, “Do you like the water, Tatum?” My dog was practically doing synchronized swimming moves. I jumped in and got the blood off me the best I could. I scrubbed Tatum’s fur with my hands. I sighed, “We’ll have to give you a bath at home.” Tatum huffed.
I told her, “That was very brave of you to take on a wolf. You’re my little dog with the heart of a lion.” Tatum licked my face again. I sighed, “I’m not even going to try to figure out how a dog of your size killed a wolf, because based on the blood; I’m certain you did.” My dog yipped proudly.
Tatum had definitely killed the wolf. We got out of the pond. I called, “Jag, are you ok?” My friend grunted, “Yup! All handled. Go on home, I’ll be around.” Good. I should offer to help clean up the wolves bodies, but Jag could move them and call animal control to come get them.
I walked Tatum home and went up the back stairwell. I quickly discarded my clothes and put them in the washer. I cleaned off Tatum’s collar then got her in the tub. She was mostly already clean from the pond. Which was strange, but I wasn’t going to dwell on it.
My thoughts drifted to Immy and Sean. They definitely seemed to have a love at first sight thing going. It was pretty adorable. I’d seen that enough in the high schools I’d gone to. Where a connection was just like lightning sometimes.
It was usually seniors, but juniors were in that category too. It was what I’d felt with Keaton, I was just going to go ahead and admit that. That’s a thing I could admit now. I called Keaton and left him a message. I just wanted him so bad right now.
Once Tatum was clean, I cleaned out the tub then got into the shower myself. I scrubbed myself down pretty good, got out, and discovered I had a text from Immy. That was good. I really hoped Sean was a good person like Jag.
Immy: I’m home. Thanks for everything. S is great. Side note, my sister IS ENGAGED!!!
Me: Code names. I like it, Juliet. I’m glad on all fronts. I’m guessing this is a sister I haven’t met because Clara didn’t seem super serious into anyone and she’s a senior.
Immy: LOL you are so funny. Her name is Annie and she’s engaged to her childhood love, Kreed. He’s Ken’s nephew.
Me: That’s adorable! I’ll have to tell Kenneth I’m happy for him. Then ask which name he prefers I call him. I always call him Kenneth, but you guys all call him Ken.
I put my phone down. Immy met a guy and her sister got engaged. It was a big night for the Millers. Though I suppose they only know half that story. I doubt Immy told them about Sean since she was calling him S in her texts.
I walked over to my computer and googled O’Toole’s and Millers but nothing came up. I snorted, “What were you expecting? Articles? Families like that don’t air their dirty laundry.” I was pulled out of my thoughts by a call on my computer.
I answered, “Hello.” Someone laughed, “I saw you were online, little sister, and wanted to chat.” I asked, “Which brother is this? You sound like Trit.” My brother laughed again, “Very good, I am Trit.” I said, “Weird things keep happening to me, big brother.”
Trit asked, “Oh, yeah? Like what?” I snorted, “I went from one sibling to seven really fast. I have a hissing, singing, sassy song with emotions in my head, I go to an underwater place, which is somehow fine because apparently, I can breathe underwater, my dog is some sort of tiny killer, and I’m tripping people and killing them in my dreams. Suddenly there is A LOT of death around me.
Those rabies wolves are definitely dead now and… ”