Okay, I was asked in the review and so I say it again. No, I'm not from America, England or any other english speaking country. I'm from Germany. SO don't blame me if there aren't always the right words or grammars.
I'm sorry it isn't more today, but I left home at 6:15 and come home at 17:30 from school. SO I hope you understand that I was REALLY tired and it took my a while to even look at my PC. ;) well, it's midnight by now!!!
Chapter twenty
Storm and Spot reached the lodging house. When they headed upstairs Storm took off her coat and long sleeve shirt and took the dog to the washroom.
"What are you doing?" Spot looked confused at her.
"I'm going and wash this lil' guy. I wanna know what is under all this dirt."
"WHAT?!" But Storm already was in the washroom and let the dog have a bath. Under all this dirt there was suddenly a light-brown coat. Only the dog's ears were dark-brown.
But it was obvious that the dog didn't like water very much. He tried to get away from it and so made Storm to be soaked by herself.
"Verdammte Scheiße!!!" Storm cursed forgetting about the english language. Spot came in as the dog ran away and he saw Storm sitting on the ground totally soaked. Spot couldn't but laugh at her. Storm turned around slowly and glared at Spot.
"You think that's funny?!" Spot couldn't speak but nodded. Storm took a her hands together and carried some water in them then she throw it at Spot.
"Hey!"
"Don't be so girly!" Now Spot glared -playfully- and walked over to Storm.
"You'll pay for it!"
"Oh, oh! AH!!!" Now the water battle between the two of them started. Both of them were dripping wet when they finally came to an end. They stand there and looked at each other.
"Maybe, we should change before we get ill." Storm said shivering. Spot nodded. He just looked at Storm. He hadn't notice the whole time that her white shirt now laid perfect on her body. He turned around fast and went in his room to change.
As Spot entered his room he was about to scream: this creature was laying in his bed!
"Get away!" But the dog just looked at him with his big puppy-eye. Spot took the dog by his neck and went to bring him to storm. He opened the door to the girl's room without being noticed from Storm. He was about to say something when he stopped in his tracks.
He looked at Storm who had just took off her shirt and was about to pull a new one on. He looked at her slender back and narrowed his eyes at was he saw. Everywhere on her back there were scare's smaller and bigger ones. When she had finally pulled on the new shirt he cleared his throat. Storm turned around and looked at Spot holding the dog on his neck. She went over to him and took the dog from him.
"Where was he?"
"In my room." Spot said absent-minded.
"What happened to you?" he asked suddenly. Storm looked confused.
"Your back." Storm looked down for a moment then up at Spot again.
"My father beat me up every day since my mother died. That was because I ran away." Spot looked wide eyed.
"All this scars are from your father?!" Storm nodded slowly. The small dog jumped from Storm's arm and laid down on her bed. Spot and Storm stood there in silence for several minutes. Then suddenly Spot broke this gaze.
"Good night."
"Good night." Storm answered slightly confused. It was around nine.
I'm sorry it isn't more today, but I left home at 6:15 and come home at 17:30 from school. SO I hope you understand that I was REALLY tired and it took my a while to even look at my PC. ;) well, it's midnight by now!!!
Chapter twenty
Storm and Spot reached the lodging house. When they headed upstairs Storm took off her coat and long sleeve shirt and took the dog to the washroom.
"What are you doing?" Spot looked confused at her.
"I'm going and wash this lil' guy. I wanna know what is under all this dirt."
"WHAT?!" But Storm already was in the washroom and let the dog have a bath. Under all this dirt there was suddenly a light-brown coat. Only the dog's ears were dark-brown.
But it was obvious that the dog didn't like water very much. He tried to get away from it and so made Storm to be soaked by herself.
"Verdammte Scheiße!!!" Storm cursed forgetting about the english language. Spot came in as the dog ran away and he saw Storm sitting on the ground totally soaked. Spot couldn't but laugh at her. Storm turned around slowly and glared at Spot.
"You think that's funny?!" Spot couldn't speak but nodded. Storm took a her hands together and carried some water in them then she throw it at Spot.
"Hey!"
"Don't be so girly!" Now Spot glared -playfully- and walked over to Storm.
"You'll pay for it!"
"Oh, oh! AH!!!" Now the water battle between the two of them started. Both of them were dripping wet when they finally came to an end. They stand there and looked at each other.
"Maybe, we should change before we get ill." Storm said shivering. Spot nodded. He just looked at Storm. He hadn't notice the whole time that her white shirt now laid perfect on her body. He turned around fast and went in his room to change.
As Spot entered his room he was about to scream: this creature was laying in his bed!
"Get away!" But the dog just looked at him with his big puppy-eye. Spot took the dog by his neck and went to bring him to storm. He opened the door to the girl's room without being noticed from Storm. He was about to say something when he stopped in his tracks.
He looked at Storm who had just took off her shirt and was about to pull a new one on. He looked at her slender back and narrowed his eyes at was he saw. Everywhere on her back there were scare's smaller and bigger ones. When she had finally pulled on the new shirt he cleared his throat. Storm turned around and looked at Spot holding the dog on his neck. She went over to him and took the dog from him.
"Where was he?"
"In my room." Spot said absent-minded.
"What happened to you?" he asked suddenly. Storm looked confused.
"Your back." Storm looked down for a moment then up at Spot again.
"My father beat me up every day since my mother died. That was because I ran away." Spot looked wide eyed.
"All this scars are from your father?!" Storm nodded slowly. The small dog jumped from Storm's arm and laid down on her bed. Spot and Storm stood there in silence for several minutes. Then suddenly Spot broke this gaze.
"Good night."
"Good night." Storm answered slightly confused. It was around nine.