Two of Them

It’s early in the morning as I wake up.
The house is quiet and I decide to go downstairs and make myself something to eat.
Just as I hit the floor, I hear dogs barking really loud.
What the hell? I thought.
I see two dogs appear. One jumps up to me, wagging his tail, and I try to pet him. He starts licking me just as a voice springs up from the staircase.
“Scotty,” Tom calls the dog.
I hold back my irritated groans and back away from the dog. Tom whistles and the dogs leave me to go to him.
“Big dogs,” I say.
Tom just stares at me without replying.
He walks by and passes me through the door. I follow him to make conversation.
“They seem friendly,” I add. Tom didn’t say anything. He pulls out a cigarette and smokes, “...You don’t want to talk?”
Tom looks at me, “No.”
I grind my teeth but try to keep calm, “Why are you being like that?”
“Being like what?” Tom snaps. I take a step back, “I don’t want to talk to you, so you should shut up.”
“Did I do something to make you hate me?”
He just smokes and doesn’t answer.
“Was it something I said?”
“Get lost, kid.”
“I am not a kid!”
Tom throws away his cigarette and looks at me.
“You’re right. You’re a slut,” he flatly comments.
I clench my hand in a fist and punch his chest as hard as I could, “Take that back!”
Tom barely moved from m attack.
He got me mad now. He grins, amused.
“I know one when I see one.”
“You don’t know anything! You’re just a big asshole!” I attempt to walk away but Tom grabs on my arm and eyes me.
“I know that already. Sorry to disappoint you, kid.”
He let me go and walks to his car.
He got on my nerve.
If he wants me to hate him, he did a great job.
I wish I could break his ego...
The dogs are still sniffing the grass. I stare at them.
I’ll show him...