My Crappy Blood-line [Completed]

Part 24

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Should I ask you the "are you human" question, because all I get is reads and no votes, and no comments... So are you guys just a bunch of vacuums? Are ya? Huh?

Okay...so I would like at least 5 votes on this chapter. At least. There's like, 30 people reading this book...5 votes is all I ask. 0_o

I hate to be a bitch. But I'm a self-conscience bitch, and I need at lest 5 votes before I upload again. It shouldn't be that hard. Like, seriously.

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Abbigail's POV:

I toss the muddy white shirt into the trash with no hesitation. I woke up this morning in my bed. Caleb had put me there after bringing me home last night. At least he had the brains to put down some towels first so I wouldn't ruin my sheets with the mud caked all over me. My hair is now up in a towel from coming out of the shower, and I felt refreshed. I walk downstairs after pulling on some shorts and a shirt. It happens to be very sunny today. Thank god.

"Hey," Hunter says as I walk into the kitchen and grab a bowl and some cereal.

"I'm not talking to you, jackass," I snap. Daniel 'oohhh's and then comes over to put his hands around my waist from behind--making sure to leave a good six inches of space between our bodies. He was just being friendly.

"You alright Abbs?" he asks.

"Yeah," I sigh. "But jackass over there decided to put one of Matt's shirt in my drawer so I would put it on without knowing..."

Daniel glares as Hunter and sits down at the table with his arm around my waist. Hunter sits across from Daniel.

"I really am sorry," Hunter apologizes again. "I seriously didn't know Matt's scent could affect you like that." I frown and stare at the bowl in front of me.

"He can affect me is some different ways too..." I mumble low enough that it's not audible. "It's okay," I say out loud. "I'm fine." Liar.

"So what are we doing today?" Daniel asks in a chirpy voice. I roll my eyes. I don't feel like doing anything. I just want to go back to bed.

"Nothing," I sigh as I get up. "I'm tired."

I head up to my bedroom and sit down in the little window seat. It's beautiful outside, but I have this feeling inside of me that if I got out, nothing will be happy. I feel like there's that hole in my heart again where the pack used to be. I'm still not part of the pack--I don't know if I ever will be. Can I handle having Matt be alpha over me? No. I can't. I don't like him that much. I can't go through that kind of torture to have to keep my alpha bottled away.

I sit and watch birds fly by. Two little sweetie pies fly over to the window ledge and sit there. I bet thery're together. I bet they love each other. I bet they don't fight, and their lover isn't a jackass. They look so sweat together, just chirping along. I frown.

"Go away stupid birds," I mumble while fanning my hand out so they take flight. They then decide it is a good idea to sit on the tree branch across from me. Just far enough out of my reach. I stare them down, very angry at the moment as they push their necks together.

"Yes I know," I say. "I am heartless. I have no love." And then I throw a small rock at them that happened to be in a bowl on the desk in my room. They fly off, unharmed and untouched by my little rock. If I had actually been aiming, I could have hit them, but I didn't. I stare at the branch where they were sitting and let a small tear fall down my face. I stand up and close the window, making the chirping and singing of birds go away. I go over to my bed and sit down, suddenly feeling something out of sorts. I look down to see the red blanket I had been wrapped up in weeks ago. It had gotten shoved around in the covers of the large bed.