The Boy Who Cried Dog
Part 2
By Ashley Ford
After that faithful afternoon when Jayson's life was first saved by the snow white dog with the golden eyes, and then bitten as the dog escaped- he went upstairs to write Mick, and tell him how strange his day had gotten after school was over.
That night passed by in a blur. He couldn't get his worries for that poor abandoned creature living in the woods out of his head; after all he hadn't even been able to feed it.
When his parents got home, Jayson came down for dinner, his mom- a pretty auburn haired woman- and his dad who featured brown hair and glasses, were not thrilled by his bandaged hand.
The dining room was small, but bigger than their kitchen, the walls were a basic tan color and the floor was wood like most other rooms in their mid 80's built home.
They were the second family to live here, and had moved in when Jayson was two years old, the big oak table they were eating at had been left behind by the former residents.
"Jayson!" his mother exclaimed and he hung his head- "what has happened to your hand?"
He sighed.
"I met this dog on my walk home- "
His father cut him off.
"Son, are you telling us that you were attacked by a dog?"
Jayson still his head, a look of horror etched across his boyish-round face and he quickly started to explain, "a car almost ran me over, the dog kinda saved me."
Mom gasped.
"The car did this? Did you get the tag number? I'm calling the cops!"
He stopped her, laughing.
"No Mom, the dog got hurt. I brought him home to try and fix him him, that's when he nipped me and ran off."
Jayson's mother raced over to him touching his head and fussing.
"I'm taking you to the hospital! The dog may have had rabies-"
Dad cut in, "don't overeact honey. They boy looks fine!"
His mother made a sour face.
Later that night Jayson had finally gotten free of his parents' crazy worries. He was lying in bed trading Facebook messages with Mick, when he started thinking.
That poor dog was out there hungry and maybe even cold, with no one to love it while he snuggled into the safety of his bed. All because a canine mutt saving him from certain death.
He made a snap decision at that very moment, Jayson decided that he would scour the Earth until he found that dog again, and no matter if his parents agreed or not; he was bringing it home.
The following day Jayson had just finished school and was about to start walking home, when Mick called to him. For whatever reason he hadn't gone home yet.
"Hey man, how's the hand?" called Mick, he was a scruffy looking dude with burly shoulders- the polar opposite of gangly and, clean-cut Jayson.
"It is what it is," Jayson muttered as Mick studied him, he knew that his buddy meant well, but he really just wanted to go.
"I can probably swing by after awhile."
Jayson paused,
"I'm probably not going home."
Now Mick looked perplexed, he reached out to touch Jayson, who flinched at the assault, on the head.
"You okay?"
He nodded, "bro, I gotta find that dog... I couldn't sleep last night. I want to bring him home, make him my pet."
Mick snickered, "are you going all humane society on me?"
Jayson shrugged, "I owe him.."
That's when she walked by, the most gorgeous girl in school, the girl that Jayson had secretly been in love with since she moved here last year- Olive Aden.
Olive had long flowing white- blonde hair and big dark eyes, her skin was pale almost albino...And he wished he could find the nerve to talk to her.
"Earth to Jayson."
His eyes lowered, almost in embarrassment, and turned to glare at Mick,"yeah, what man?
"You're drooling."
"I gotta go,"
He walked toward the parking lot. He was almost to the side walk when a high-girly voice spoke out, "umm.Jayson?"
Jayson knew the voice, though she had never said his name before, she was really smart and always answering questions in class.
He turned his head and seen Olive standing there holding his small silver cellphone in her black-nailed fingers,
"You dropped this."
He ent to take the phone from Olive, their fingers touched for a brief second, and he felt his knees to weak.
He jumped back, not wanting her to see how effected by her he was, then he looked her over one good time, and Jayson noticed a cast on her skinny ankle.
"What happened, there?" he casually asked, Olive looked around nervously. Jayson knew she had to feel something when their eyes locked together.
"I..umm.. Car accident.."
Immediately he was reminded of his mission to find the scoundrel who had risked its life to save him.
He nervously smiled,
"Glad you're okay, thanks for grabbing my phone."
He was just about to walk away and go on about his busines, when Olive spoke sweetly, "what about your arm?"
He laughed, "dog bite."
Olive made a face suddenly, "oh. You have a dog?"
"Actually, it was a stray."
Olive laughed, "you often play with strays, Jayson?"
Her laugh was a nice sound, Jayson really enjoyed hearing it, and she was so pretty...
"No, it was kind of a freak accident- the dog actually saved my life."
"Oh.."
At that moment, Jayson realized that he was probably worrying sweet, beautiful Olive, who was only being polite by asking.
"I'm actually gonna go and find the dog- I'm worried about him."
"Him?"
Olive repeated, an almost flirty- teasing look glimmered in her deep brown eyes, eyes that were splash in golden waves, out here in the light.
She was glorious.
"Well," He replied, feeling foolish for having categorized the dog as any sex, "I'm not really sure... I just assumed..."
Olive grinned, "oh clearly... Because only a man can be a hero!"
Dad cut in, "don't overeact honey. They boy looks fine!"
His mother made a sour face.
Later that night Jayson had finally gotten free of his parents' crazy worries. He was lying in bed trading Facebook messages with Mick, when he started thinking.
That poor dog was out there hungry and maybe even cold, with no one to love it while he snuggled into the safety of his bed. All because a canine mutt saving him from certain death.
He made a snap decision at that very moment, Jayson decided that he would scour the Earth until he found that dog again, and no matter if his parents agreed or not; he was bringing it home.
The following day Jayson had just finished school and was about to start walking home, when Mick called to him. For whatever reason he hadn't gone home yet.
"Hey man, how's the hand?" called Mick, he was a scruffy looking dude with burly shoulders- the polar opposite of gangly and, clean-cut Jayson.
"It is what it is," Jayson muttered as Mick studied him, he knew that his buddy meant well, but he really just wanted to go.
"I can probably swing by after awhile."
Jayson paused,
"I'm probably not going home."
Now Mick looked perplexed, he reached out to touch Jayson, who flinched at the assault, on the head.
"You okay?"
He nodded, "bro, I gotta find that dog... I couldn't sleep last night. I want to bring him home, make him my pet."
Mick snickered, "are you going all humane society on me?"
Jayson shrugged, "I owe him.."
That's when she walked by, the most gorgeous girl in school, the girl that Jayson had secretly been in love with since she moved here last year- Olive Aden.
Olive had long flowing white- blonde hair and big dark eyes, her skin was pale almost albino...And he wished he could find the nerve to talk to her.
"Earth to Jayson."
His eyes lowered, almost in embarrassment, and turned to glare at Mick,"yeah, what man?
"You're drooling."
"I gotta go,"
He walked toward the parking lot. He was almost to the side walk when a high-girly voice spoke out, "umm.Jayson?"
Jayson knew the voice, though she had never said his name before, she was really smart and always answering questions in class.
He turned his head and seen Olive standing there holding his small silver cellphone in her black-nailed fingers,
"You dropped this."
He ent to take the phone from Olive, their fingers touched for a brief second, and he felt his knees to weak.
He jumped back, not wanting her to see how effected by her he was, then he looked her over one good time, and Jayson noticed a cast on her skinny ankle.
"What happened, there?" he casually asked, Olive looked around nervously. Jayson knew she had to feel something when their eyes locked together.
"I..umm.. Car accident.."
Immediately he was reminded of his mission to find the scoundrel who had risked its life to save him.
He nervously smiled,
"Glad you're okay, thanks for grabbing my phone."
He was just about to walk away and go on about his busines, when Olive spoke sweetly, "what about your arm?"
He laughed, "dog bite."
Olive made a face suddenly, "oh. You have a dog?"
"Actually, it was a stray."
Olive laughed, "you often play with strays, Jayson?"
Her laugh was a nice sound, Jayson really enjoyed hearing it, and she was so pretty...
"No, it was kind of a freak accident- the dog actually saved my life."
"Oh.."
At that moment, Jayson realized that he was probably worrying sweet, beautiful Olive, who was only being polite by asking.
"I'm actually gonna go and find the dog- I'm worried about him."
"Him?"
Olive repeated, an almost flirty- teasing look glimmered in her deep brown eyes, eyes that were splash in golden waves, out here in the light.
She was glorious.
"Well," He replied, feeling foolish for having categorized the dog as any sex, "I'm not really sure... I just assumed..."
Olive grinned, "oh clearly... Because only a man can be a hero!"
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