Midnight Madness

chapter 4, My mate?

When i wake up its dawn and i shiver from how cold it is. when i look down at my self i no longer see the aurborn colored fur, instead i see my none fit, puggy body; what can i say. I dont like exerciseing and im curvy, runs in the family. Letting out a moan i sit up and look around, running a hand through my dirty hair i feel fear seep into my system when i dont recognize anything around me.  

 "Jasper!?" i yell. no answer. "Gabriel?" i yell again, but still. i get the same responce. 

letting out another moan i finally decide to get up and start walking the way in think i came from, covering my chest and sucking in alittle. 

It feels wierd walking around the woods butt-ass naked. and let me tell you, it doesnt help feeling all the animals around you judgeing you. I continue to yell for someone but the only answer i get back are the birds songs of joy. Feeling angry and frustrated i yell at the birds to shut the hell up and go somewhere else with there annoying happiness. passing by a few bushes i swat the masiquetoes away while covering my breasts. 

 "someone! help!" i yell again. but, get no responce. Again. 

i finally give up when i come across the same clearing i left from and sit down against a tree when i walk up the hill.The panick hits me dead on and relization clears for how i am lost and no one is comeing to rescue me. No one cares about me enough to come and save me. I'll die and no one cares. pulling my legs up to my chest i put my head on my legs and wrap my arms around my shins.  When the first tear falls the others quickly follow and before i know it im sobbing and shaking. 

  "Abigail?" i hear a familar voice say my name jently. looking up i see one of the brothers of Gabriel standing there, infront of me. the youngest one. I suddenly feel relief and sadness at the same time. I already know that its a good and bad thing that this man found me. good, becuase im finally saved, and bad becuase hes like a player, and since im naked im not really in a good predicament right now. 

 "why are you out here all alone...and naked?" his eyes scrape my body, but theres no lust in those deep blue depths. just confusion and worry. 

I shrug my shoulder and move my legs to the side while i cover my chest, so he doesnt see anything. "When you guys left i ran away, no one followed me so i stayed out side the whole night and when i awoke, no one was there to rescue me. so here i am. scared shitless and cold."

  The young and hansom man walks over to me while removing his jacket, and croutches down infront of me. "come one, our house isnt that far away. ill bring you to Gabriel and he can confort you. i think we have some close for you there too." 

 I quickly wrap his jacket around my chunky body and watch as the trench coat goes to my knees and wraps around my body when i botton it up. Im actually taken back when he doesnt sneak a peak at my boobs. just looks down at the ground while i stand and get situated. when he looks up at me and sees me fully convered, he grins. 

 "ready to go?" he asks smoothly. i grin and nod my head. 

  "im Thomas, just so you know. and my brother that helped you yesterday, thats Damion." 

I nod my head and thank him once more for finding me and helping. 

 The walk takes a while. but when we get there im dazed by how pretty thier house is. Its a three story manison. litterly, looks like one of the malabu houses you see hollywood stars living in. has a paved drive way, designed trees and a huge lawn. When we get into the house its almost all halls. When you first walk in you stand in a huge entry way that has different rooms branching off of it. 

  "wait here, Abigail. ill go get my brother." he says with a smirk and leaves me standing still, flabergasted by how beautifull this house is. Hearing music that would be perfect for ballet, i walk forward and open a door, one of many that are along a very long hallway. when i peek in i see a little girl, maybe six or seven making pleyea's on a bar, her teacher is standing next to her, with a little smacking stick, that she will use when she tells the child to fix her posture.