Chapter 2: Eddie

I'm editing the chapters and adding a few songs that have been playing while I do, it's ok if you don't like them... they're supposed to get me into a fluffy lovely mood. lol

Song: Bittersweet Symphony

EPOV

Everything started spinning around. I felt I couldn't breath; I was suddenly unaware of everything around me.

I couldn't believe it, this couldn't be happening to me.

Everything was starting to fade, I couldn't focus on anything and the only thing I could hear was a voice nearby.

"shh… Calm down, everything will be ok"

I guess I must have started yelling... or barking, in fact, I tried to find her face in between all the indistinct shapes and colors.

'Way to go stupid gods; aren't dogs supposed to see in black and white?'

In the second that thought crossed my mind, the sky went impossibly darker and the most intimidating thunderbolt was heard, and seen. It almost resembled someone's fury.

'Oh, way to go genius, do you want to get even more fucked up? Isn't being a motherfucking dog enough?'

What the hell, I was having the most stupid conversation in my own mind! I was so freaking out, how was I going to get out of this one? Would I have to live on the streets? What the hell would I eat? Would I be able to ever see my family again? Why wasn't anyone answering any question?

I didn't have any answer. I just let myself fall to the floor once again, let the rain fall over me and maybe I'd get so lucky that when it rained so much and I got to drown and just get over this.

Then I felt the tenderest touch on my back, very soothing, as if being held by an angel and she spoke again. "Shh... Don't worry I'll take care of you" Maybe she had seen the terror in my eyes. She sounded serious but I didn't want any help, I just wanted to stay there and wait for the worst, I didn't want to live if it was like this, it had no sense.

Yeah I know realize my life has never had any sense, so why will I bother?

She stood up and immediately I missed her touch, she looked at me seriously and spoke again, "Ok. Stand up now" She started walking away and I feared she was leaving me here, alone again. I hadn't realized that I was on my feet now until I fell back on the floor at my disappointment.

"C'mere Boy!" She smiled warmly when she turned around "I'm taking you home" You must think that after what happened I would have just stopped chasing girls that asked me to, but, what could I say? They were my weakness.

I followed her, so what? It's not like I had anything to lose now!

We walked a few blocks and then reached a small white building, that looked a little cold on the outside but once we got inside it felt cozy right away. The girl kept walking towards the elevator which took us to the third floor. We reached a tall wooden door, that looked antique and she searched for her keys for about one minute; I could tell she was getting frustrated and almost laughed, her biggest problem now was not finding her keys.

She finally opened the door, walked inside and disappeared in the hallway. When she reappeared she was wearing a sweatshirt and black yoga pants, looking impossibly beautiful in a relaxed way, as if I was appreciating art and not a real person. She walked towards me and wrapped me in a towel.

"Come, you must be cold, I'll dry your hair" She giggled "Blow-drying a dog's hair, that should fun, you know, I've never done it before"

My fears were confirmed. A dog; I couldn't believe it.

She took me to where I supposed was her room. There was a big bed in the middle of the room, the walls where a clear shade of blue and the carpet matched, just a little darker while the curtains hung freely, also light blue with details in gold to match the bed. A small but sophisticated chandelier hung in the ceiling caught my eye, it gave the room an original touch but also a little class without seeming stuck-up.

We went into the bathroom and there was the hair dryer. For the first time I saw myself in the mirror and even if I wasn't supposed to by now, I was surprised and even shocked. Awesome, a 'Golden Retriever', at least my hair was the same color and I wasn't a bloody Chihuahua... that would've just made my day.

The girl started drying my hair and I looked away from the mirror, not being able to see myself anymore without thinking about everything I had left behind.

If I knew that I would have been forced to live this life I probably would have changed my lifestyle. But thinking it through, I was a stupidly stubborn fucker and maybe I wouldn't have done it.

How on Earth had I screwed so awful to deserve this?

"Done!" She exclaimed and I actually felt dry, so she had done it quite good for being a beginner. She walked away and went to a huge closet that stood at the end of the hallway. "I'll try to improvise a bed" she laughed again, the girl looked even prettier when she laughed, if it was even possible.

She took out some mattresses and started spreading them on the couch, but stopped instantly. "Fine, just because it's your first night here I'll let you sleep on the bed" She looked straight to my eyes, "But don't you freaking ruin anything please, try to be nice. Besides, it's safe to say that you don't have fleas."

Hell, I had been nice, what the hell was she thinking? Oh yeah, that I was a dog. It was exactly what dogs tended to do, walk around the place looking for something nice and expensive to play around with it until it broke, run directly to the shoes and chew the heels off, oh and obviously, the classic: pee on the carpet!

As if I would do that. Although, I wonder… what would heels taste like?

"I guess you'd be hungry. I'll see if there's anything for dinner"

Dinner? How late was it? Maybe I slept for too long. My stomach growled in response, just thinking about food made my mouth salivate.

She smiled again "I guess I guessed right" and giggled again.

I sat on the floor and started thinking about things again, too much had changed today and I hadn't had time to assimilate the situation. A few minutes later she came back with two plates of lasagna and put one on the floor right where I sat and then she let herself fall on the couch and turned the TV on.

God, I feel so like Garfield; ironical cause I'm a dog.

"I feel so Garfield" The girl said as if stealing my thoughts. She laughed again, "I'm so absurd!" she exclaimed laughing again "Gosh, I hadn't laughed like this for so long, I guess having a dog around me suits me" She smiled as she eyed me warmly. I took a step towards her and dropped my head on her lap as she started trailing her fingers through my messy hair, I could stay like this forever.

"Sooo, I think we should look for a name, I don't think that 'boy' suits you" She said with a smile. Whatever, it wouldn't make any difference.

"What about Booger?" I snorted, it might not make any difference, but I sure as hell didn't want to be called Booger!

"I guess that's a no" she said as she started thinking for other names out loud.

"Yogi? nope. Rocco? nope. Clifford? nope. Scooby? nope. Fluffy? hmmm" HELL NO! I might have growled a little.

"Fine! not!"

"I have the perfect name and you'll be named that whether you like it or not!" She eyed me suspiciously and I was curious as hell to hear what she thought 'fit me'.

"I'll call you Eddie!"

How fucking ironical! It was my nickname from high school.

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