Good Boy

"Lets just forget it ever happened" I clarified. I felt the tears prick my eyes and I tried to hold them back. Frank tried to wipe them away but I pulled back harshly.

"Don't" I snapped. I wiped my own tears away and stormed off to the kitchen. I heard Frank follow me and when I turned around, there he was.

"Gee, I'm sorry" his eyes pleaded.

"Why are you sorry!" I shouted.

"Because your mad at me and I don't like it when your mad at me!" he sobbed. He buried his face in his hands and I froze. I knew that he was overreacting about me being upset, but I also knew it was normal. When I was reading earlier it had said this would happen. The human side would take in dog characteristics and the dog side would take up human characteristics. It happened with any animal-human. I could see his inner dog shining through. My heart melted and I suddenly didn't care that we kissed. I had hurt Frank by being mad at him when I knew not to do that. I stepped forward to him and took his hand from his face. They were wet with tears and when he looked up at me I saw his cheeks were also soaked. I let go of his hands and wiped his face off. I had stopped crying at this point, but I knew my face was still red and puffy, just not as bad at his. He looked up at me, giving me those puppy eyes. His face twisted with hurt.

"Look, I'm sorry okay?"

"Okay" he nodded. My heads still cupped his face.

"Its just... I think I'm starting to developed feelings for you, Frankie" I managed to choke out. He softly grinned at me and I saw his eyes sparkle through the tears that still remained in his eyes.

"Sorry" he whispered and giggled a little bit.

"I'm not" I kissed him again. This time our lips moved in sync with each others. I got a better taste of him, and I only made me want more. His arms wrapped around my neck and pulled me even closer. I bit down on his lip a little and he groaned. Just as I was starting to get a little hard he pulled away from me and frowned.

"What about Lindsey?" he shook his head and backed away from me. I stood for a moment in silence, thinking. Every single time I got wrapped up in Frank, I would completely forget about Lindsey. That's all I knew. I couldn't acuallythink of what to say, though. I couldn't form a thought. My feelings were so mushed up that it was like I was broken. "I don't want you regretting this" he stated. I nodded and turned away from him, the rush of adrenaline gone.

"I don't-I don't know what I want, Frankie" I managed to say. I still wasn't facing him as I put my hands on the counter and leaned against it.

"Well, I'm here when you figure it all out" He said. I heard footsteps and I heard him leave. I sighed and checked the watch on the stove. It was time for me to leave for work soon. I walked into my room to find Frankie looking through the books still on my bed. We didn't speak, I just grabbed my work uniform and went to the bathroom to change. When I went back into my bedroom to grab my phone and shoes he was reading through the books. We both mumbled a 'bye' to each other and I quickly left.

By the time I got home I was starving. Sitting in a pizza place all night did that to a man. I shoved my key in the door and went inside. The television was on, but there was no sign of Frank.

"Frank?" I called out. I heard a bark and jumped. I had forgotten he was a dog now with how late it was. I looked down at the coach and saw a black dog under a blanket, watching me. I laughed and shook my head.

"Did you have dinner?" I asked. He leaped off the couch and trotted toward the kitchen, there I saw half of a box of fried rice. My stomach growled and I picked up the fork that was still in it.

"Can I have some?" I asked. Frank growled and rolled his lips back, showing his sharp teeth. I dug the fork in the food and slowly took a bite, making eye contact with the dog the entire time. He bark at me and I laughed more. He couldn't do nothing about it.

"Shhh! I'm not aloud to have animals in the apartment" He quickly shut up. I took another bite and he let out a low growl again. He bit my leg a little bit, but it didn't hurt. I knew he wasn't actually trying to hurt me. I stood there eating his food for a moment, waiting for him to do something. I started to taunt, wanting to see how far I could go.

"Whatcha gonna do about it, huh? Is the little puppy gonna get mad?" I talked in a baby voice and puckered my lips as I spoke. "awww, look at his cute little bark, so angry. So cute!"

He had had enough. He leaped up and tackled me to the ground. I heard the fork hit the floor with a clatter. My ass hit the floor first, then my back. It didn't hurt that much.... just took me by surprise.

"Frank! shit that hurt" I shouted as I hit the ground. He was on hop of me, all four of his legs on either side of me. I could easily push him away, but I waited for him to get off. His look quickly went from anger to sorry. His ears tucked back and his snarl vanished. His eyes got big and shiny and I'm pretty sure he knew his puppy eyes was my weak spot. I brought my hand up and started to scratch behind his ear.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I won't eat your food and I'll stop antagonizing you" I said softly. His ears perked back up and his tail began to wag. I wanted to shout with how cute that was. Instead I smiled up at the dog. He leaned his head down and licked my chin all the way to my forehead.

"Gross! My mouth was open!" I giggled. His mouth tasted a lot different than it did earlier. This time he was a dog. Not sexy, just weird. I pushed him off me and picked the fork back up, setting it in the sink. He watched my closely as I put his dinner in the refrigerator and made myself some macaroni and cheese. I went and sat down on the couch, Frank following suit.

"Go pick out a movie" I told him, bored with watching reruns of Ren and Stimpy. He hopped off the couch and returned to me a few minutes later with a movie case in his mouth. I took it rom his mouth and saw that it was Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.

"You have good taste" I got up and put the movie in. When I sat back down on the couch he jumped back on and cuddled into my lap.

"You are unreal" I giggled. We got about a third of the way through until he was on my lap, snoring softly with is eyes closed. I should go to bed, but I had so much on my mind. I was thinking about Lindsey. I liked her, but I knew now that I didn't love her like that. I still felt so bad for not being able to say it back. She told me that she'd wait for me, but I didn't want her to. I wanted things to go back to how they were before. As friends. I wanted to be able to talk to her as a friend. I wanted to b able to tell her about Frank and my feelings with him. I couldn't do that when her and I were together. I could probably tell her about him being a dog, and at times I wanted to tell her so bad it hurt, but I knew that I would also have to fess up and tell her how I liked Frank. That was just something I didn't want to get into with her.

"She told me she loved me" I whispered. I needed to tell someone that too. I had thought about telling Mikey what Lindsey had said to me, but I knew that would earn me a lecture. I needed this. Telling someone and them just not responding. I liked that. "I couldn't say that I loved her back. She was just looking at me with pleading eyes, wanting me to say it back but I couldn't" I started to cry as I gently pet his soft body. I tried to stay quiet, but I was getting myself so worked up. "I don't love her, Frankie. I don't know what to do" I sobbed. I took my arm from him and wiped my tears. I wasn't looking at him, I was trying to focus my attention on the movie, hoping I could stop crying. I felt his body sit up from my lap. His warm head snuggled its way into the crook of my neck and I wrapped my arms around the dog, giving in and sobbing. He licked my neck, giving it a kiss. I smiled at the cute dog gesture and wiped my arms even tighter around him.

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