The day went by. On the news Jake learned that Viper had gotten away from Feral. But, even the bad news of Viper’s escape didn’t faze Jake from his thoughts of Chance. What was he supposed to do? He had found his love, but in the process he had hurt his best friend in the worst way…
‘Oh what am I going to do?’ he thought to himself, ‘And, what am I going to tell Callie?’
As if he had asked for it the Deputy Mayor walked in through the office door.
“Jake?” she said to let him know of her presence. He looked up in surprise to see her staring at him with a confused/concerned look on her face. “What happened? What went wrong with Viper?” she asked as she sat down close to him on the couch.
Jake, unsure what to say, just answered, “Chance isn’t feeling too good.”
“Oh, what’s wrong? Is he sick?” Callie asked, surprised and worried about Chance.
“He just isn’t feeling well, and I don’t think he wants to talk to anybody right now,” Jake answered in a sad tone.
“Jake, what’s wrong?” Callie asked concerned, knowing something big was up. She moved even closer to comfort him.
But, Jake just sat there, feeling her body against his, silent and looking at the floor. Should he tell her the truth? Should he break it off? He had no idea what to say next, but he thought about what Chance had said to him, even when he was angry.
‘I’m happy for you and Callie, truly I am, and I don’t want you two to break up cause of me.’
After he thought about it a bit more, he looked up into Callie’s eyes and placed his paw over hers and said, “Callie don’t worry about it.” He put a smile on his face. Chance was hurt, but even in his pain he was happy for them, and Jake wasn’t going to ruin that.
“You sure?” asked Callie one last time.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” he answered as he put his arm over her.
After feeling Jake’s arm over her, Callie felt better and stopped worrying about Chance. She sat there with him for a while, but then had to leave to go back to work. Jake kissed her goodbye, then stayed on the couch for a little bit longer before he got up to finish some work in the garage.
The day went on and both Chance and Jake isolated themselves from each other, the fear of what might be said next holding them back. Night seemed to take forever to come, and, when it got late enough, Jake went out to lock the gates. When he came back inside, he found Chance at the table drinking a glass of milk. Cautiously, he walked over and sat down across from him at the table. When he sat down their eyes met, both with looks of forgiveness.
“Buddy I’m …” Jake started first, but then was interrupted.
“Sorry,” Chance said, finishing Jake’s statement. “I’m sorry for me blowing up on you. I just couldn’t handle it, and I’m sorry for running away from Viper,” he said, feeling ashamed that he had run away from a fight.
“It’s alright, buddy,” Jake said, trying to help Chance feel better. “Feral didn’t get him,” he added, knowing Chance had to know.
After hearing that, Chance got up and headed back up stairs. Before he got the stairs he stopped, not turning around, and asked Jake, “You didn’t do anything stupid with Callie did you?”
Jake answered steadily, “No.”
“Good,” he started back up stairs, “Good night,” he said as went out of Jake’s sight.
“Good night, buddy” Jake called to him, feeling better about his friend. He knew he had made the right choice with Callie, and he knew his friendship with Chance would get better again. But, in the back of his mind he was worried if his relationship with T-bone would ever recover…
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