Dog Days.

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Chapter Fifteen: Chris.

It has been two weeks and I haven’t heard or seen Daisy. I was worried the first week, the replacement coming to my door and telling me she was sick. I knew their was a possibility that she wasn’t sick but instead was embarrassed or didn’t want to face me yet. I understood her wanting space, but I also hated it. I wanted to talk to her, know what she was thinking. If she thinking something negative then I wanted to be able to put her mind at ease.

What if she thought that this was some ploy? I was older, she was a young beautiful twenty four year old, and she could be thinking I was using her. As much as I hated to admit it, men were perfectly capable of that. I wouldn’t be surprised if she came across a guy who did that or tried to do that to her, the thought made my blood boil. Why would someone not respect or care for someone like Daisy? How could someone not see how special she was?

I saw it, plain as day. I wanted her to know that, understand it. I didn’t use her, I didn’t want a one night stand. I wanted her, all of her. It was a long road for me to accept that as what I wanted. It was a mistake on my part, for letting us get to far ahead of ourselves. I shouldn’t of kissed her, or slept with her, as much as I wanted too. I scared her off because I didn’t voice what I felt. As much as people liked to say actions spoke louder then words, that wasn’t always the case. Sometimes actions could be taken the wrong way, sometimes actions could be scary.

“Hey, I’m heading out.”

The voice took me by surprise, my fingers no longer tapping at the keyboard as I turned to look at the woman in the doorway. She was a few years older then Daisy. Her name was Regan, and I couldn’t even tell you if she was attractive. I just knew she wasn’t Daisy. “Thanks.” I turned my chair to look at her, “Before you go, any chance you’ve heard about Daisy? Not that you aren’t doing a great job or anything, I’m just concerned I guess. What does she have?”

“It’s cool, people get pretty attached to their dog walkers.” She had no idea. “I don’t know what she has, boss won’t say. She sounded really bad on the phone though.”

I raised a brow, “You’ve spoken to her?”

“Yeah, she asked me if I could cover her this week. You know Daisy, she kept saying how sorry she was.” Regan spoke, hands in her jean pockets. “As far as I know, she should be back next week. She hasn’t asked for it off.”

That was the best thing I had heard all week. “Good, I’m glad she’s feeling better. I think Thor has been missing her.” Which wasn’t a lie, he just wasn’t the only one who was. “Have a good weekend.”

“See ya.” She said, leaving the doorway of my office to head for the front door. If what she was saying was true, then I would be able to speak to Daisy come Monday. It made me anxious though, I wished it could be sooner. At least someone had spoken to her recently though, at least I knew she was okay.

As five rolled around I didn’t want to leave my computer. I don’t know where my inspiration came from, but I had a feeling it all had to do with Daisy. Between her idea and finding myself missing her I had been able to get a lot of work done, more then usual. But I had a date, more so a second date with Sarah. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but I couldn’t call last minute and tell her no. I was not that type of guy. Though, after tonight, I would have to tell her I was not interested. After all, no one was on my mind but Daisy.

Before leaving for dinner I wrote a quick email to Daisy’s boss, attempting to put a plan into motion. I told her that I would be out of town, a lie, tomorrow for a week and wanted to know if Daisy would switch to vacation care for that week. It was last minute, and most likely wouldn’t work, but I wanted to try anyway. Just maybe, I would be able to speak to her tomorrow. That hope would keep me going through the night.

“I honestly could not believe it.” Sarah said in between her sip of wine. “Honestly who does that? I’m here trying to defend you and on the stand you go and answer your phone? Insane. It’s lucky for me that I get paid no matter what because this guy is going to jail for sure.”

I nodded my head, mostly listening to her story. I felt bad to be thinking about another girl while on a date, but I was. It’s not like Sarah and I were an item, but I felt bad for being here after getting intimate with Daisy. Maybe I was a total creep after all.

“You’re a quite guy huh?” She spoke, leaning her face on her hand. “You were pretty quite on our first date too.”

I guess I had my quite moments, I wasn’t a huge personality, but I wouldn’t label myself as a quite guy in general. If anything, I was only quite when I was uncomfortable with someone. When I really felt good with someone, I didn’t care what I said. I didn’t mind talking about superheroes, or my family, or my work. At the same time, I liked hearing about them as well. Unfortunately though, Sarah didn’t do that for me. “Sorry, feeling a bit under the weather.”

“Mm allergies have been nasty lately, let me tell you. This woman in my office…” And off she went again, at least it was easy to keep a conversation going. Now, it was a one sided conversation but still, Sarah seemed pretty entertained with her own talking.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, so I slipped it out carefully to take a look. As much as I didn’t want to be the guy on his phone on a date, I had to check the message. It was a reply to my email, and I was hoping for the best.

I guess hope wasn’t enough this time.

It felt like all the blood drained from my body, everything growing cold and bleak. The very warmth in the room rushed off, the sounds fading away. I couldn’t see anything or hear anything, my world dark accept for that email that lit up my phone screen.

Daisy was in the hospital until further notice.

“Chris? Chris?”

I could barely hear the voice, it was so far away that I couldn’t even make out who it was. But everything inside my hoped and prayed that it was Daisy, that this was all a mistake. She was fine, would be over tomorrow, we would talk it all out. Everything would be fine, in no time I would hear her say my name once more.


I was brought back to reality all at once, the sounds of the restaurant around me coming to life. My eyes rose from the phone, connecting with the woman sitting at the table across from me. A brow was raised, “What’s with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost? The waiter asked if you want dessert.”

“No, no I… I have to go.” I rose to my feet, grabbing my jacket from the back of the seat.

“Excuse me?”

I placed a hundred dollar bill on the table, “That should cover it all. Sorry, I have to go now.” Sarah was on her feet, she looked angry, but I didn’t care. If she said anything else, I didn’t hear. I was walking away, feet taking me to my car quickly and starting it up. It was possible I was over reacting, maybe it wasn’t all that serious. A bad flu, or something like that. But if something had happened and it was bad, I would never forgive myself if I didn’t see her.

I would check every hospital in the area until I found her, I didn’t care if it took all night. I would search until I found her.

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