When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 12

Chapter 12



"Rocky! Let him go, Rocky!" I clenched my teeth against the pain, hugging Rocky with all my might. Hearing my voice, Rocky finally let go but still growled lowly at Clyde.

"Clyde, Clyde, you're bleeding." Kayla cradled Clyde with concern.

I could see Clyde's arm was in blood. Rocky had bitten down hard. As Clyde looked over, Rocky lunged again, but Brenda rushed over to help, barely managing to hold him back.

"Kayla, let's get out of here." Clyde gave me a deep look, wrapped his arm around Kayla, and left.

Once I was sure they were in the elevator, I collapsed on the floor, exhausted. The stitches from my surgery had burst open, staining my shirt red with blood.

Brenda panicked, quickly kneeling to check on me. "Are you okay? Why's there so much blood? I'm calling 911 right now. Don't be scared." Rocky whimpered, nuzzling me with his head.

I weakly patted him. "It's okay, Rocky. I'll be fine. Don't panic."

Rocky's big eyes reflected my pale face, and at that moment, I thought I might die.

I got rushed to the hospital, and my doctor hurried back upon hearing about my admission. He was supposed to be off today but returned after learning I was brought in again.

You're supposed to have a strong will to live, having survived two

pretending to be angry at me. "If you

weakly. The young nurse was as unthreatening as ever. But I

doctor wanted me to stay for observation, but I had to rush out after receiving

surprised to hear Kayla and my neighbor had gotten

found my neighbor with her hair a mess but clutching Rocky's leash tightly. "Nobody's taking

at her. "What good does paperwork do? Murderers have IDs, too, but they still get the death penalty! It is a mad dog. It attacked someone. You need to

teach you a lesson? How to behave?"

my frail appearance, they didn't reprimand

this dog is mine. All paperwork is in order,

officer. It's a mad dog. It bit someone!" Kayla looked at me with hatred, hiding behind the officer

officers looked troubled. "If

asked, "Officer, don't you ask why a dog

looked at me seriously. "It bit her boyfriend. We

capturing everyone's attention. I used to keep quiet, but not when it involved Rocky. But I didn't want to fight inthe police station.

dissed by her man's mistress and about to lose

and wanted to kill my dog to send him to the street. The dog bit him because the mistress bullied me,

got violent. Just

me. The hospital still