I closed my eyes slamming my book shut. Why did math have to be
so hard? Did they make it that way so we couldn't do it? I took a
deep breath opening my eyes. "Stupid math." I muttered. I picked
up my book and notebook walking out of the dining room where I
usually do my homework. The TV has been off for awhile now
because when the movie ended Mom shipped Dillon off to bed. I
dropped my pencil making me sigh and pick it up. When I looked up
Dillon was standing there in his pajamas. "Dillon what are you
doing still awake?" I ask him putting my books down. His eyes
filled with tears making me walk over to him to try to comfort
him. "What's wrong buddy?" I know my brothers and they don't just
cry for nothing.
"I can't find Bubba." I moved his hair out of his face.
"Did you ask Mom if she saw him?" He shook his head.
"Mom's sleeping and I can't find him." He started to cry.
"Shhh Dilly it's okay. I'll help you find him." I took his hand
as we started to walk through the house to find my brother's
little stuffed dog. Dillon can't sleep without Bubba. Mom has
been trying to wean off it since he is turning 9 soon but he just
snuck it, so she stopped trying for now. As time went on and we
didn't find him Dillon started to cry harder. Just as we walked
back into the family room something dawned on me. "Dill where's
Maxi?" Max was our almost 3 year old golden retriever that Dad
got us for Christmas 2 years ago.
"I don't know." He cried clutching my hand tightly. I pulled him
to my room to see Max happily lying on my bed, chewing on
something. I switched the light on to see Bubba in Maxi's jaws.
"Max let go." Dillon ran over grabbing at Bubba.
"Give me Bubba. Maxi no. Bad dog. Bad." He yelled pulling at the
stuffed dog in our dog's mouth. Wyatt must have heard the yelling
and came running in.
"No Dillon, don't pull." I said quickly but it was too late. The
sound of seams ripping made Dillon stop in his tracks. In his
hand was half of his stuffed animal he has had since he was a
baby. I watched as the tears fell as he started to sob. Max got
scared dropping the other half of Bubba and sitting up looking at
Dillon. "Wyatt take Max to the laundry room and lock the door." I
said picking up the halves of Bubba and hugging Dillon to me.
Wyatt grabbed Max's collar and pulled him out as Dillon cried
onto my shoulder.
"He killed Bubba Sissy. He killed Bubba." He cried as Wyatt came
back through the door.
"It's okay Dill I can fix him. Here Wyatt pass me my sewing kit."
Wyatt handed me my little blue bag as I put both halves of Bubba
together. "See all I have to do is sew right here. See." I
threaded my needle and started to sew Bubba back together.
Dillon watched as Bubba became one again. "See buddy, all fixed."
I said getting ready to tie a knot to finish.
"No do two Sissy." I looked over at him.
"Yeah Sis you should do two, just in case." I nodded going over
the line again so he didn't ripe him again when he was sleeping.
I finished sewing, tied the knot and handed the scruffy dog back
to my little brother. He took hi, and hugged him crying.
"I'm sorry Bubba." He cried hugging him tightly.
"Come on Buddy let's get you to bed so you are ready for school
tomorrow." He nodded taking my hand as I pulled him gently to his
room so he could go to bed. Thankfully Bentley was still fast
asleep on his bed curled up in his blankets. Dillon climbed onto
his bed and laid down hugging Bubba. "Go to sleep and I will see
you in the morning." I smiled kissing his head. He nodded as I
pulled the blankets up as he turned onto his slid, falling
asleep. I walked out grabbing my textbook and notebook before
walking into my room. Wyatt was cleaning up the sewing kit for
"Hey you did good." He smiled at me.
"Did you put Max away?" I asked putting my books down.
"Yup. He is still whining to get out and back on your bed right
now." He picked up my book, opening it. "How are you doing on
this?" He asked looking up.
"It's really hard. It's taking hours to do." I sighed rubbing my
forehead. He chuckled.
"That's what she said." I smacked him.
"Get your filthy mind out of the gutter. Man Wyatt how are we
related." I said rolling my eyes. He nodded.
"True. So back to all seriousness, do you want some help?" He
asked pulling out my pen and looking at me. I nodded. We spent
the next hour doing my stupid calculus homework. When we finished
it was about midnight making me rub my eyes. "Damn. I'm tired."
He mumbled. I nodded in agreement.
"Me too." I said laying down closing my eyes. Wyatt smiled
pulling back my blankets and laying me down pulling the blankets
over me. I pulled my blanket to me quickly falling asleep…….
I pulled into school the next day pulling my back pack out from
the back seat. The North Carolina winters always cold so I was
dressed in a thick hoodie that I stole from Jayden. I pulled the
sleeves down so my hands weren't cold. I speed walked into school
to get out of the freezing cold and looked around for Jayden as I
walked to senior hall. I swear my breath left my lungs and forgot
to go back in at what I saw. Jayden was standing there, face to
face, arms wrapped around her waist, making out with a girl……..