I got home and unwrapped my wrist. It was getting better, I have high calcium in my bones so they heal faster so I suppose that a good thing? I jumped into the shower, a hot hot shower was really what I needed. Now that I knew Criss was okay I could relax, no more quick showers and waiting by the phone. The water was amazingly hot, I stood under the water wetting my hair. Life was good, my boyfriend is fine and coming home I had adopted a new dog. This was my first actual dog that was my own. Hmm, I'll have to go out and but her some toys and a bed and a dog house. Ugh, and I still have to move in basically. Tomorrow ill put my stuff away tonight I'll go and get dog stuff. Yah that's what I'll do. After about an hour in the shower I heard my phone ringing and Sasha barking. Great both at once. I jumped out and put on a bath towel wrap. I grabbed my phone, it was Criss.

"Hey" I said slipping on my slippers and combing my hair

"Whatcha doing?" he sounded like a little child

"I was in the shower until I heard my phone ring" I sounded angry but he knew I was joking

"Ohh." I guess he didnt get my "fake angry" voice

"Nah it's okay I had to feed my dog anyway" I remembered he didnt know I bought a dog

"Wait, did you just say dog?" he sounded shocked

"Mmhmmm, I bought her two days ago, well actually like a month ago but she was shipped from Alaska but its not as abusive as it sounds she was on like a plane" I rambled on

"Um, okay so I'm passed out for three days and you get a dog?" He laughed

"Yup" I said proudly

"Okay, so it takes three days for me to be replaced by a dog? So what kind is it?" he laughed

"She's a siberian husky. Her names Sasha I didn't name her she was like a rescue dog or something. She's really cute" I plopped down on the couch and turned on to a re-run of MTV'S spring break 08. I missed it this year. Oh well.

"Well I'm cute to you know" he sounded, serious. Criss serious? Yah right.

"Mhm, I know" I was completely distracted by the tv.

"Well, I'm getting tired so I'll see you tomorrow?" he said through a yawn

"Yup, I'll be there" I replied looking over at Sasha who was laying on Criss' sweater

"Love you" he said snapping me out of my daze

"Hmm? Oh Love you too" I hung up the phone and looked over at my dog.



She was rolling around on his sweater. Ha, he wont like that too much. Maybe I should get dog stuff tomorrow, before I get Criss. Yah, but I dont know where any pet stores are around Clark County. Hmm, maybe I'll google it? Okay whatever I'm going to bed. I curled up on my huge chair in my basement with Sasha.

The next morning I woke up around twelve thirty. I looked at my phone and saw that I had five missed calls from Criss. I decided to call him back, maybe it was important.

He picked up the phone instantly, almost like he was waiting for it.

"Hello" he sounded happy

"Hey, pick up fast enough?" I laughed while looking through my closet which hardly had anything in it, because everything was in boxes.

"Yah, well at least I pick up my phone" he said in a humorous voice referring to the five missed calls

"Well, I was tired" I sat down on the floor ripping through boxes

"So was I!" he fought back the laughter

"Don't give me that, you were sleeping for three days! I'm pretty sure I'm the tired one" I pulled out a yellow tank top and white short-shorts.

"Okay whatever, the reason I called you was because I talked to the nurse and she said I could leave at 4 so will you come get me?" he used one of those "sweet" voices sounding like a child

"Well, I thought maybe you could just walk" I kept all seriousness

"Ha-Ha., no but seriously will you? Then take me to get my stuff? Pleeasssseeeeee? He sounded like such a child

"Yes I'll come get you around 4 but I have to go" I went to hang up the phone

"Why? Who's with you?" he sounded suspicious

"Oh, just my other boyfriend" I cracked up in laughter

"Brooklyn Mariella Cavallaro, there better not be a guy there , I may have a fractured arm and bruised ribs but I'd still have to kick his ass" he laughed, of course he knew I was joking and he knew I hated being called by my full name.

"You sound like my dad, except the whole broken arm thing" I walked over to my bed and laid down.

He had a light laugh.



"No but seriously I have to go" I quickly hung up without realizing I hadn't even said by, but if I knew Criss as well as I thought I did he'd be calling back.

My phone rang and I instantly picked it up.

"Hey" I knew what he would say

"So what's this hanging up without saying bye? No I love you?" he chuckled

"Bye, I love you" I laughed "there was that better?"

"Yes and I love you more" then he hung up

I went and got dressed. I was ready around two so I decided it was time to go get dog stuff. After all Sasha would need more food, and some toys and a brush and a bed. I used my den as her "room" it kept her stuff in it, although she didn't really have anything yet.

First I looked at this one store called "snooty pets" that was a joke. Seriously, I knew I could afford it but honestly 100 for a dress for a dog? So I decided to go to PetSmart and 5000 later I was done. I know that looks like a lot but I bought a dog house to put in my back yard, of course I couldn't fit it in my car but it was being shipped to my house.

I got in and threw my bags down I realized it was almost five o'clock.

"Shit!" I said aloud although no one was there to hear me.

I got into my car and drove to Desert Palms hospital.

I walked into Criss' room he was playing with the bed controls. Moving up and down.

"Your easily amused" I walked over to sit on the side of the bed

"Mhm" that's all I got? A simple 'mhm'

"Your in a good mood" I said sarcastically

"Yup" he wouldn't even look at me

"What's with all these one word answers?" I stood up and crossed my arms

"You were suppose to be here at 4 and now it's almost 5:30, what the hell?" He still wasn't looking at me

"First of all, your lucky I even came to get you and why don't you look at me while your talking to me?" I was getting more pissed off every second. Sometimes I think he just made me mad because I get so pissed. I'm not sure what kind of boyfriend does that but he is kind of messed up.



He now looked at me laughing. "Wow, you get pissed easily" he stopped laughing noticing the evil look on my face.

"Your an asshole Criss" I went to walk out the door

"Get back here" I looked back and he was smiling. That's what I really hated about him, I could never stay mad at him.

I smiled trying to hold it back.

"Come on I know your not really mad" he gestured me to come over and sit beside him

How could I refuse? He was so cute. An asshole. But a cute one

I walked over and sat beside him. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me.

"So how's your bruised ribs?" I released from his grip to look at him.

He pulled himself up in the bed only to wince in pain.

"Ugh, not good. Good enough to go home but still it hurts" he smiled trying not to make me upset

"Aww, poor baby" I smiled moving his hair out of his face

He just laughed.

"Ow, it still hurts to laugh" he was still laughing

"Then dont laugh" this made him laugh more

"I'm going to be with you how can I not laugh?" he smiled at me

"What's that supposed to mean?" I looked suspicious

"It means your fun to be with and you make me laugh. Don't worry it's a good thing" He started coughing

"What are you getting sick now too?" I smiled sarcastically

"Yah that's all I need" he said "but how about we get out of here?" he swung his legs around and stood up

"I told you that you were walking" I walked towards the door

"Ha, funny"

Together we walked out of the hospital to my car.