The Alphas' Princess

Chapter Two

"Ariel!" Brad shouts when I borrow a woman's phone, "Where the hell are you?!" I was on a unknown street, with just the shirt on. I kept tugging on the bottom of it to try and hide my exposed bum. I was getting weird looks from everyone who passed who probably thought I was some kind of prostitute.

"I have no idea." I say, and I give him a quick rundown of what happened this morning, leaving out the part about the mysterious mans' eyes, and his message.

Brad's quiet for a moment, and then he sighs, "Alright. Fine. Give me a second and I'll follow the tracking system."

"Alright." I say, and hang up. I thank the woman kindly, and she nods before walking away. Brad always was this huge computer nerd; he could hack into anything he wanted in less than five mintues. About fifteen mintues later, a familiar SUV is pulling up, and I grin at Brad's shocked expression.

I get in the passenger seat, and he quickly throws me his jacket with a angry, "Cover yourself!" While he's freaking out, I'm watching amused, and then he says, "What of they raped you or something?!" His entire face was scrunched up, and he was holding his nose as if something smelt horrible.

I hadn't thought of that. What if they had raped me? If they hadn't, why would they take care of me and bring me to their house? And who was Mr. Dark Eyes? Why did he say he would find me? While all of these questions are swirling around in my head, Brad is completely flipping his lid. He's yelling at me telling to never get drunk again, saying he was gonna kick Tee's butt. Well, he didn't say butt, but you get the idea.

Eventually, we get home. Tee comes running outside in a panic. Since we are all roommates for a condo, we nearly always have tabs on eachother. "What the hell?!" She yells when she sees me, "Are you alright?" She throws her arms around my neck and hugs me tightly, then lets go and holds her nose, "You stink!"

Brad nods, "Very much so. At least my jacket helps most of it." He turns to me, his nose wrinkle up, "Like wet dog, A."

"I stink?" I ask. I smell the clothes, they actually smelt pretty good, "No I don't." Tee and Brad look at eachother, and they keep making faces. Brad tilts his head towards me, and Tee shakes her head side to side fast enough to give herself whiplash. "Hey!" I yell, and they both look at me, "Can we please go inside and you can finish your seizures there?"

They look at me funny, before Brad laughs, "Yeah. Come on."

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About ten mintues later, I'm showered and clean in my favorite pair of yellow yoga pants with a gray hoodie on. "You smell much better." Tee smiles at me adoringly. I think she looked at me as her little sister, considering she was three years older than me, and her sister was my age.

Our condo was really good looking. When you walk into the house, the first think you notice is the huge flat screen television against the wall. Infront of the TV, we've got three huge recliners. One for each of us, and we don't have any other friends, so we never have anyone here, which means we don't really need a couch. Then you coul walk into the kitchen, or go into the hall where three rooms and one bathroom would meet you.

"I didn't stink before. Actually, the clothes smelt really good." I smile at there shocked expressions, before my smile faulters, "Oh yeah, why aren't we calling the cops again?"

"Because it was nothing serious." Tee says hurriedly, walking into the kitchen, "Nothing happened right? So it shouldn't matter."

I was sitting at one of the bar stools, with Tee leaning onto the bar, and Brad was currently at the ice box. He takes out the ice cream (my favorite), then he walks to the cabinets and pulls out a bowl for me, with a spoon. He frequently made me ice cream; Brad actually did a lot for me. He was the only guy I really trusted, and for good reason. He had a weird habit of just eating Spagetti, raw stake, and a bunch of other things, but he was my best friend. Same with Tee.