Good Boy

Him and I stayed in my apartment watching one of the movies I owned. I had a large collection of them because I used to work at a video store before it closed down. Let's just say I had too many copies of the third season of FRIENDS. Ata about three, I heard my phone begin to buzz. I picked it up and saw it was Lindsey.

"Hey babe, what's up?"

"Wanna come over before you have to work?"

"I'll be there in 10" I hung up and shoved it in my pocket. I told Frank I'd be back when he woke up. I had to go to work afterward so I would be back around one. He simply nodded and turned his gaze toward the television again. The bus ride to Lindsey's place w's short. I didn't own a car so I was thankful her place wasn't extremely far from mine. I didn't own a car.... it was too expensive. I knocked on her door and she opened it a most immediately. I picked her up in my arms quickly and kissed her. I really had missed her.

We sat In her apartment for a while, catching up. I retold her the story of how he dog HD run away, but I added on a new lie that a guy from work needed place to stay so he was living with me for a while.

"Your not..... you know...... is he gay?" she asked awkwardly. She knew about my past and was okay with it. In fact, after having horrible fights with my ex, she would be the first person I turned too. She was always there for me.

"I think he might be bisexual... but we aren't doing anything" I reassured her. "you know I only have eyes for you" I added on, making her blush. Which I quickly regretted. I realized I didn't only have eyes for her, I had fucking jacked off to Frank in the shower earlier . The lies I sent her had just kept piling on.

"sorry, I don't mean to be the weird jealous girlfriend" she took a sip of her beer and voided my gaze.

"Really? Cause its kinda hot when you get all jealous" I shifted closer to her and placed my lips on her neck. She leaned her head back, giving me better access. Her hands came up to my shoulders and gripped me tight. I was about to slide my hands under her shirt when she pulled back and looked me straight in the eye.

"I love you" she whispered. My heart jumped and I was taken aback. She loved me? For years I had loved her.... as a friend. But she loved me. Did I love her though? Was I at that point yet? Love was a fucking huge ordeal. I rarely loved anyone. I had loved my family... and Burt...... but did I love her like that? In that same 'I-can't-live-a-day-without-you' type of way? My mouth opened to say something but no words came out, no matter how hard I tried. Her eyes grew dim and sad.

"Its okay Gerard, if you don't I understand" she said.

"No! Its not that its just....." I didn't know what it was.

"I can wait for you" she whispered and pulled me into a hug. I hugged back hesitantly and let her warm arms engulf me. She made me feel safe. She was so understanding. "ill wait for you to love me"

"Thank you" was all I whispered back.

Soon I had to leave for work, which I was thankful for an excuse to leave. All throughout work I felt numb. I was trying to sort out my feelings with Lindsey.... and my odd feelings for Frank. I didn't necessarily have feelings for Frank, but I did finally admit to myself that he was hot. Lindsey was another story though. I liked her a lot, but did I love her? When did I know I loved her? Then there w's the issue with the dog thing. I was stressing about that for some reason. I didn't even really know why I was freaked out about him being a dog. Maybe it was the witch aspect of it all. Real. Fucking. Witches. What if they came after Frank again? What if the curse could never be broken? As cool as it was for him being a dog and all...... we had to break it. He couldn't be a half dog forever. Some part of me worried about what his ex-girlfriend had told him. Would anyone love him?

By the time I stumbled into my apartment I was ready to scream, or cry, or break down and sleep on the floor. But, I needed a shower. I smelt terrible from work. When I walked into the apartment I didn't see Frank right away. I knew he would be a dog by now, so I assumed he was in my bed sleeping. I walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower, half asleep during the entire process. After drying off and putting on some pajama pants I walked into the kitchen and ate leftover pancakes.

By the time I actually got to bed it was about two in the morning. I looked down to see the black dog laying on the cold ground, shivering a little bit. He had not slept with me, just like I told him too. I just didn't understand why he wasn't on the couch. I picked his small body up and set him on my bed. I put one of my pillows and blankets on the couch and layer down, quickly falling asleep.

Notes

Two updates in one night! On a roll! Have a good night everyone, thanks for reading.

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