Hello, I'm back! I am so excited I seriously don't really know what to do…I am trying really hard not to rush it, but I think it is almost time…will this be the chapter? Or not? We shall see… hehe
I just re-read my last chapter, and noticed that I had no quotations…I have no idea why that happened so I shall fix that, sorry if that bothered any of you 0_o
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach in any shape way or form XD
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Also, I would like to say I will be writing in first person. I will say Talia's p.o.v, but just a heads up.
Talia's P.O.V
I sat up, not remembering where I was. I looked around, and didn't recognize anything. I felt uncomfortable and noticed I was wearing normal clothes…not pajamas. That's when it all came back to me. I automatically tensed, going on alert.
I sat up, got my shoes back on, and walked out of the door. I had no idea what time it was, but I had to move, I felt too stiff. I went into my cousins' kitchen, and found a bowl, spoon, and a box of cocoa pebbles, my favorite. As I was pouring the milk, I heard something at the back door. On my way to look out the window, I noticed a clock on the wall, telling me it was ten in the morning. I also noticed a note, but didn't get to read it, because the noise was unrelenting. I opened the door, to see a little dog.
It was adorable. It looked like an American Eskimo puppy; a little over ankle high, white, fluffy, and pointed ears. What seemed to be the most noticeable though were the eyes. They were big and emerald green. I wasn't sure what to do. He started to whine and lay down with his belly up. I couldn't take it anymore, I reached down and let him smell my hand, and with deliberate slowness so I wouldn't scare him, I pet his belly.
The dog let me, and once I was done, he started whining again. I pondered what he could have wanted, and it hit me that he might be hungry. I moved over so he could walk in, and he did. He made himself perfectly comfortable. I looked around for something I could make him to eat. I saw some meatloaf in a Tupperware in the fridge. I took it out, microwaved it for a few seconds and gave it to him. He ate it greedily.
I ruffled his ears after he was finished, and he licked my hand. I smiled and sat on a chair at the kitchen table. I pet him while I read Travis' note. I smiled when I read it; my cousin was such a doofus.
Talia,
Hey hope you slept alright. I had to leave early for work. I should be back by six. Please make yourself at home. I'm not sure if you're going back home, but we can talk about that when I get home. My work and cell numbers are at the bottom of the page, so don't hesitate to call me. If you go out, make sure you lock the door, and there is an extra key under the frog in the front yard. Oh, and don't go by the house with the big cherry blossom tree; they have a dog that always gets loose and, man can that thing bite! Have a good day.
P.S., please take out the chicken cutlets for dinner!
I did what he asked, and turned my attention back to the puppy. He needed a name. I also noticed that he needed a bath.
"Aww…the poor baby is dirty! I think you need a bath sweetheart!" I gushed over the puppy.
I took him to the bathroom and started up the bath. The pretty dog didn't seem scared of the water, like the cliché said. I put him in the water, and ran the showerhead over his little body.
"Hm, what should I call you?" I wondered out loud. The puppy looked at me with his big eyes. I rubbed the mandarin shampoo I found in the back of the cabinet. It must have been an ex's. It smelt amazing though.
"Tony?" I mused, and I saw the puppy sneeze. I took that as a no. "Alex?" he whined now. I had no idea a puppy could be so picky. "Quinn? Pierce? Vince? Zander?" He made nasty faces at me until the last one. He then just tilted his head. I took this as an 'I guess that's the best you're getting, huh?'
"Zander then." I smiled at him, and scrubbed his fur. I would have done his nails, but I had heard that you could seriously hurt a dog if you did it wrong. I turned off the water, and towel dried his fur. He was all poofy and I laughed at his face and the noise he made as he shook the water off. I took a pair of scissors and got what I needed for now. It was piece of the strap that adjusts the shoulder pad on my backpack. I then took a dog tag I had around my neck that had my name and home number on it. My parents had gotten it for my 15th birthday, because I had gotten a new curfew, and they were worried about me. If he got lost, the number wouldn't do me much good but it had my name on it. Travis and I had the same last name so maybe someone would put two and two together and bring him here.
I brushed the white dog while he looked around. I smiled at him. I love dogs so much. I love animals period; I always wanted to go into a career with animals. As of the moment, I am set on being a marine biologist. I stood up after I finished on his fur. He looked up at me expectantly. I walked into the backyard, and Zander followed me. It was a nice sized yard. Very impressive. After I looked around, I saw a hole in the gate that was about 6 feet high. I realized this is where Zander probably came from.
While inspecting the gate, I felt something tugging on my pant leg. I was about to scold Zander, when I heard someone humming. I turned around to see a spirit walking around. It was a little boy, about eight. I went over to him cautiously. Zander was right behind me the whole time. I felt the spiritual pressure of the boy raise as we walked closer. He seemed nervous, but he also seemed as if he was waiting for something. I lowered myself on the balls of my feet, so I was eye height to the kid.
"Hi honey, what's your name?" I asked as gently as I could. I had learnt how to send the spirits to the other world; I had to do it fast, before he attracted the monsters.
"I-I'm Michael. I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. My mommy will come here and be very mad at you." He said with a fake courage only and little boy could possess. I smiled at him.
"Michael, how long have you been waiting for your mommy?" I was afraid of his answer. I smiled, although I wanted to cry.
"A long time miss. Do you see her?" He looked up at me with hopeful eyes. I was going to fall apart.
"No honey, I don't. Do you want me to help you? I promise I won't hurt you." I took his hand loosely, so he could pull away if he didn't trust me.
"Please. I miss her." His eyes started to tear up as he held onto my hand with both of his. I had to turn and wipe a tear away. I nodded and started to walk him forward, into the house where I had my backpack. I was looking down at the child, when he hid behind me. I looked up to see what the child what cowering from, and I definitely wasn't expecting this.