Depression sucks.......live with it by B.B. (great novels TXT) 📕

said. "Watcha gunna name him?" "Hmm I dunno...How about Spike?" "Na! Too original." "Your right....Hmm how about Razor?!" "That's a cool name..." I bent down to the dogs level, looked him in the eye and said "You name is Razor....K?" He barked and licked my face in response. "Ewwwwww dog germs!" I said as Rob handed me a napkin. "Thanks" I said. He shrugged. "Well I'll see ya later Rob!" I said walking away. "See ya Snow!" Somehow this dog gave non-stopping happy waves of energy that my body soaked in making my eyes bright yellow. "Ready to go?!" I asked as I approached Purple. "Yup! Watcha name 'em?" "Razor, Rob helped me decide." He mouth was open again. "Razor?! Really?!"I shrugged and went to the car jumping in the drivers seat. Ahh a Bugatti Ventra....best car ever! I started and said "You commin?!" She said "ya..." and so we were off to home again with Razor on my lap, his waves of happy energy engulfing me.

Razor the dog!

"Man that dog's got some happy energy! He making your eyes yellower than the sun!" My brother said. I shrugged and went upstairs with Razor. I fed him, then made sure there was no cameras and hid my razors. I lie down on my bed and Razor feebly attempted to get up. I laughed, and picked him up onto the bed. "Ya know...." I started. "You da cuttest thing on earth... even cutter and you have a better puppy dog face than Purple..." I whispered the last part. I hugged him close. "I love you mommy! I looked startlingly at the dog. "Yes that was me! I'm a witch doggy so I can talk to you in your mind!" "Ya know I think I love you more than anyone now!" I said as I nusled into his furry coat and fell asleep and my slow breathing matched his. I was awoken to Razor licking my face saying in my mind "I'm hungry mommy wake up!" So I slowly got up and refilled his bowl and water dish and went back to bed. I was tired. I felt like I drank to much vodka or something. I felt Razor try to get back up, so I pulled him up. "Ya know I think we need to get you doggy steps or something..." I mumbled, falling asleep, only to be awoken 20 minutes later by my brother shaking me, saying get up and grabbing my arms seeing if I cut myself. But I had not. All the old scars had healed actually. "Get up! Cummon!" "I'm fuckin tired now leave me alone!" I growled. "I feel like I had to much vodka or something...." I mumbled, putting my face back into Razor's soft fur, falling asleep. But he got back up and got Purple. Purple came and jumped up and down on my bed but I did not budge. "Did she cut herself?!" she whispered worried. "No...there's no marks, and I even scrubbed her arms to see if there was makeup covering it up, but there was none...." my brother answered. "OMG! she hasn't eaten or drank anything in like a week!" Purple said. My brother was back in seconds trying to get me to drink or eat something. But I was as limp as a rag doll. He then forced my mouth open and poured blood down my throat. I was a little pinker, but I still couldn't move. "I...ccccaaannnn't mmm..ooo..vvveeee" I said. Razor was licking my face and hands. "Why can't she move?!" He looked at Purple. I felt someone healing me and I shot up like I had an adrenalin rush. "Wo" I said in a fake cartoon voice. "Talk about a fuckin adrenalin rush, Holy Crap!" "We didn't do anything though...." they said. I looked at Razor who was shuffling his paws. "Come 'er big guy!" I said with a genuine smile on my face. He ran to the bed and I picked him up and squished him to my chest. "I love you mommy!" "I love you to!" I mumbled into his fur. My brother stared at me like I had gone insane. "Did that dog just talk, and did you just say you loved it?!" "Yes to both questions, he's a witch dog." My brothers jaw pretty much dropped to the floor. "What?!" "Nothing..., it's just those kind of dogs are really rare, they live for forever like us." "I get to keep you for forever!" I said squishing him again. "Mommy you squishing me...." "Sorry..." Then Razor started to growl as a blond walked into the room. She was a ho. She had her arm wrapped around Silvers arm. "Well I'm gunna go for a run! How bout you Razor?!" He barked. I picked him up and was out the door with him running at my side. "Mommy why are you sad?" "What?! I'm not sad! Don't be silly!" Then I slowly came to a walk after I was out of sight of the house. I kept walking my eyes blinded with rage, till I bumped into someone. "Sorry..." I mumbled and kept walking, but this person grabbed me by the arm. Razor growled at him and stood in front of me, even if he was only the size of a rottweiler at the time, but he would grow to be at least 2x's the size of a Saint Bernard. I wiped my eyes, trying to get them to not be bright crimson red and saw it was a blond, around '6"5 really handsome and muscular. When he grabbed my arms I felt a shock pass through me. It was the best feeling in the world. He was breathing faster now. "It's you, it's you I'v been looking for!" He said as I got a hug, and slowly I wrapped my arms around him and looked up into his beautiful face with beautiful vampire/werewolf hybrid golden/crimson eyes. He slowly bent down and kissed me, and the wondrous feeling passed through me again. "Whats your name?!" I asked when we broke apart. "Mark, and you?" "Snow..."

Is love real, well i hope so!

I stared at him a cupple moments longer before Razor nudged in between us saying "Hello?! Witch puppy here that want's attention!" I laughed and bent down to pet him. I started to scratch his ear and his leg started going. "A a a a a a a a that's the spotttttt...." he said. Mark laughed. "So you got a witch dog eh?" "Yup!" "I actually was miserable without him, but he had like tidal waves of happy energy coming off him like now, that makes my eyes yellow." "huh! Well I guess he is one happy puppy! What's his name?" "Razor." "Yes mommy?" I laughed. "No Razor I was telling him your name." "Oh. Ok mommy." "Why does he call you mommy?" "I dunno he just does." "Hmmm...Cool. Where you live?" "Mansion back there..." "Ah. Well you busy tonight?" "Nope! Why?" "I wanted to know if you wanted to come to my place and watch a movie or something." "OK count me in, can we watch like...hmmm...Horror films!?!?" "Sure..my favorite actually." I laughed. "Why 'cause girls cuddle up to you and say I'm scared!" "Well...." "Trust me it aint gunna happen with me." He let out a breath that sounded more like a huff. "I'll race ya!" I said. "How you don't know where my house is!" "Scent tracking." "Oh..." "Ready..Go!" I was off like a lighting bolt tracking his scent. He was right behind me, but I got to the porch first. He came behind me and collapsed on the floor his breathing heavy. "Dammm! you one fast woman!" "ha ha ha I wasn't even trying!" His eyes were like dinner tables now. "Whhhaaatttt?!" Razor finally came on the porch panting, and collapsed on my lap. I picked him up and asked "We going inside and man Razor I think you had to many cookies! Did you steal from the bag when I was asleep?!" "Nooo" He said looking away. While Mark said "Common lets go, I live alone." "Alas! If only it were the same for me." We plopped down on the couch and watched paranormal activity 2. "You never told me how old you were..." I said. "18 you?" "18." "Really? When's your birthday?" He asked. "To tell the truth.. I don't remember, nor do I care. People forgot about it, so eventually I did to. What about yours?" I asked as his eyes went wide again. "June 24" "Cool I'll have to remember that.... Holy Shit!" I said as something weird happened. "Sure you don't want to cuddle??" he asked while wiggling his eyebrows. "Yup! I'm sure!" He sighed and mumbled something like "I have the most stubborn mate in the world!" I ended up falling asleep. I woke up in a soft comfy bed, that was not mine. *Oh no! did I get drunk?!* I thought, and then remembered last night. I checked under the sheets to make sure. Yup I was still wearing my clothes. I felt something furry kicking me. "Razor! stop!" I whispered very mad. "Sorry mommy..." He mumbled as he came up and licked my face. I slowly fell back asleep. "Wake up...." Someone said, no Mark said, a name someone would give to an angel, damm softy crap! "I'm up..." I mumbled, shoving my face back into the pillow. Someone pulled the blankets off, and then the pillow. "Hey!" I said as he stood triumphantly over me.

Mark, my angel, wow this softy crap is getting to my head!

I lunged at him. "Haha!" I