In the Storm

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I was walking down the street. It was so cold, it felt like my fingers were going to fall off. My car had broken down about a mile ago. I was looking for a gas station so i could get my car towed too a repair shop. But so far theres been nothing but road and the snow. Am I in the middle of no where? "Are you lost?" I looked up surprised, i looked a crossed the street. There was a guy standing there. "Yes." I said," But where did you come from?" "I was taking a walk and saw you." "My car broke down and i don't have any service in the area." He was 6'2", dirty blonde hair, and clear blue eyes. "I can call a tow truck, when i get back to my house." "Can I go with you?" He laughed."I wasn't gonna leave you out here." "Aren't you cold?" I noticed he was only wearing shorts. "Oh,no." As we were walking to his house. I noticed the heat radiating off him. Slowly inched closer, my body was freezing. Even though i was dressed as an Eskimo. My teeth were chattering so hard it hurt my jaw. "Are we there yet?" I chattered through my teeth. "Almost." He said, bringing me closer. Laying my head against him, I started getting really tired. My head was drooping, i was captured in darkness. When I woke up I was wound up I was wound up in a giant, soft blanket. I opened my eyes and there was drool smeared a crossed one side of my face leaving a wet spot on the pillow. Looking around I see a fire place and someone sitting in front of it drinking something steaming. I continued watching the person. When I sat up the blanket fell down exposing my skin to the cold. I was only wearing a bra, but what happened to my shirt and pants? The person turned around as I pulled the blanket back up. "Your clothes are being washed. They were soaked through I thought you would get a cold," "Who are you?" "Oh i'm Aiden." "i'm Nico."    "You can borrow some of my clothes until your are dried."  "Thanks." He got up from in front of the  fire and walked over to a dresser getting out a white t-shirt and pj bottoms. When Aiden walked out of the room i got off the bed. Slipping on the pajama pants i pulled the draw string tight. Then i put on the white shirt that has a motor cross logo. When I was done i felt like i was drowning. Turning around i see him in the door way. "Are you hungry?" "Yeah, i said," Walking toward him." Aiden lead me into a kitchen where he had cereal and butter toast with cinnamon. My mouth was watering as I pulled up a seat and started eating. "Whoah! this so good." "I'm glad you like it." "I can't cook at all." "I have to teach then." "But first did you call the towing people?"   "Yeah, they said the storm is so bad that they won't be able to do anything for two or three weeks." "Oh, and are you a killer?"  Aiden was rolling,"No unless you mean in bed." I actually kinda laughed at his dirty joke.  I let out a loud belch and grinned at him. Then got off the chair doing a stretch. "Does anyone else live here?" "Nope." "I got it, your not a killer your a werewolf." He gave a small laugh. Then walking in my direction. I was slowly being back into the corner. Aiden was pressing me against the wall. "You think i'm first a killer. Now a werewolf. Clearly i need to set the record straight."  I felt him pressing his body into me. My breath was coming out faster. 

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 05, 2011 ⏰

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