The next day i continued to train the dog. It was still on my doorstep when i woke up, and i was SO EXCITED! Every time i opened the door, it scooted less far away. I was already proud of the accomplishment! Because i couldn't feed him all day long i sometimes just opened the door, walked to my mailbox and walked back in, just to see his reaction. Also i talked to him, like all dog owners do sometimes! Just to ease him. Haha, last night I also talked to him.. but.. yeah that was different #tipsytimes. What i did found strange was that he already looked more alert. I just gave him food yesterday? When people came by he observed them, followed them with his eyes and sometimes growled at them. I wouldn't want the dog to become super protective, and thus aggressive? It was quite a noticeable change, but on the other hand i could totally get it because he was finally getting food and feeling at home? Ghehe, i could only hope so!

Also I already started calling him by his new name; Terco! It means stubborn in Spanish and i thought it suited him. He sure could be a magnificent animal, with his height and color fur, but he right now he looked so malnourished and sad. Poor stubborn guy, who just went on and on and somehow survived! When i said 'Terco' he tilted his massive head to the side, it looked so cute and I will take it as his approval. 

In the late afternoon I made myself a nice cup of warm chocolate milk, and grabbed the chewing bone for Terco. When i opened the door Terco started squirming on his blanked, obviously uncomfortable but not scooting away. I didn't want to push him too much. All this happened in the span of a few days, and it was still a 'wild' and huge dog with sharp teeth and claws! I just threw the bone at him, and he attacked! It gave a smile to my face to see him cherish that food and chewing on it while laying on the blanked. Maybe i could, one day, be so cozy with a dog or.. a boyfriend. 
Besides the fact that I didn't have much family members (like i talked about previously), I also never had a boyfriend. The boys I talked with were nice, but never-ever had I met someone where i thought like YAAAAAAAS let's be more than friends. Sometimes I did worry about this, because i was already 21 years old! I wasn't atrocious to look at, had some decent socials skills and a brain that functioned alright. I liked silly jokes, and sometimes I am a bit crazy (with animals, dancing ugly weird dances, singing loud and very off tune,.. you name it) but... there must be someone out there for me right? At party's I never wanted to dirty-dance or kiss with some random boy, but there must be more opportunities to find some cuties... RIGHT?! 
Well, at least i found Terco which could turn out to be a cutie. He might be from a different breed or race, but would make some fine company for this old spinster! At least, IF he was no ones lost pet, he would stay with me and come back to me out of free will, and i could tame him and make him somewhat domestic. Looks like there's a big bright future ahead of us where we'll definitely be together... murph.

After eating dinner I remembered that I needed to go with superspeed to the store! Only for half an hour the store would be opened, and I needed my milk! When I wake up in the morning, I couldn't do breakfast without a big glass of that white heavenly liquid. (When you tell me it comes from the boobs of a cow, yuk, just don't think about that!). 
While grabbing my keys I throw on my big, fluffy jacked. On the inside there is the softest material, so no need to freeze into a snowman this time! I put my phone and wallet in my pocket, and head out the door. Terco perks up when i open and close the door. 'Hey buddy, how are you doing! Sorry, just need to go to the store real soon, be back later okay?!'. He tilts his head to the side and his ear flops. I JUST WANT TO EAT HIM, WHAAAAA! SO CUTE, can't handle! Before I have the chance to think about petting this non-domestic-huge-ass-but-still-cute dog that I had kept on my doorstep, I jog away from my house. While rinkling the keys in my hand, I zip up my jacked to keep out the cold. I am on a mission; let's get me some milk to make tomorrow morning more manageable! The streetlights are on and it's already pretty dark outside. 
After a nice little walk I get to the store, and buy my milk. There are quite a lot of people here, buying food and drinks. It's comforting to know that there are many other people who don't plan their life out and need to go to the store last minute so they won't starve.
Once I am outside I swing my arm while grabbing the milk firmly. My other hand I put in my pocket, nice and cozy. The streetlights were already on, but now it's totally dark and I appreciate those lights more. When I am a few streets away from the store, it really is just me walking here. I can hear the wind blow, leaves rustle, and my footsteps echoing. It's calm but I don't want to get paranoia because it's a bit too calm. There were a lot of people at the store? It was almost closing time so where are they now? I grab my phone and unlock it. I see a have a few messages, Lilly taged me on Facebook and I've got an email from a teacher about an assignment. Just when I am opening the mail, I feel wind rushing by. The whoosh was so strong that those stray rebel hairs that won't stay in a ponytail, where blown in my face. I couldn't see a thing and when I went to push those hairs out of my face, another gush of wind came from the side. Didn't know there were little local hurricanes possible? To my left were apartments, so it was quite strange that the wind could blow so suddenly while surely those apartments blocked most of the wind? 

Just when I thought this, I was being pushed against the wall. All air left me while I got pushed, and my hands automatically flew in front of me so my head wouldn't smack against the wall like a raw egg against a hard surface. Because of the speed, my milk unfortunately did get smacked like an egg and splashed on the wall. I grunted, my heart hammering in my chest like a caged bird. I could feel a warm body behind me, and my heart continued its fearful thrill.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" came screamed from my mouth, the moment my longs could take some precious oxygen again. I pushed myself backwards and because of this my head bumped to a hard chest. My back and bum were already locked in place between the wall and this person, and i couldn't stretch out my arms. "NO, GO AWAY! STOP IT!". I was shaking and had the biggest adrenaline rush in-my-life! This all happened in 3 seconds, but it already felt like an eternity. I wanted to push my head and knees against the wall and push with all my might so this sicko would budge. The moment I wanted to put my head forward again, warm fingers caught my neck and chin. I screamed all the dirty words I knew, but the person behind me just pushed my body further against the wall so again all air left me. My head was tilted even more backwards, and i grunted in discomfort. I could feel him take a deep intake of breath and heard him also grunt. His cold nose skimmed my neck and I shuddered. This wasn't how I pictured my first close encounter with the male species! The way his body totally covered mine, and the cologne I smelled from our close proximity, told me this pervert was a male. "Hmm, so pure" he softly moaned, and I freaked. the. fuck. out! More than I did already.
Before I knew what I was doing I grabbed his hair with both my hands and janked his head against the wall. Because my body was squished between him and the bricks, he unfortunately didn't get the full force blow, but it was enough to get him staggering back. As soon as the pressure was away I turned around, only to get smacked back into that wall. I only had time to blink once before I was reunited with those stones. How could he recover so fast? Girl, give me a break!
I moaned out in pain and tried peeling open my eyes. Through a slit I peered to the chest pressed against me, as everything felt like moving in slow motion. My whole body was caged in, and it felt like a whole house got stuck up my skull. While I tried to regain my balance and look up to his face, his body was firmly pressed up against me and his head was buried in my neck. I told you, luck just isn't by my side.
When I got a bit of orientation back, I noticed both my hands were captured by his hand, while his other one was at my waist. He was pretty big and muscular, caged me in totally. I grunted as everything I saw was foggy, and I squirmed in his hold to try to get away. "That was not very nice, hmm,.. I might have gotten hurt" he whispered against my ear in a husky voice while he kept taking deep breaths. Goosebumps broke out and I sluggishly tried moving my head away. His head was now next to mine, I could feel his stubble against my cheek while tears and whimpers of frustration kept escaping me. My legs were like cooked spaghetti, and the slowmotion and fog just wouldn't go away. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, and my fast breathing as I felt my last energy slipping away. Those strong arms which kept me in place held me up against the wall when I felt my legs buckle. While the world tilted and slowly closed in on me, I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes. 'Fuck y..ou..." I whispered, and I felt him nuzzling my face in this forced hug. I swear I could hear angry barks and the running of paws before everything became completely blank. 

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