Hey everybody. I loved your reviews and I would like to thank 'frantastic'. Thank you so much for your idea; thanks to you I can add another chapter after this one. So I hope you all enjoy this and please keep reviewing, because my future in writing and the future of my story depends on your reviews. ENJOY!
P.s. I'm sorry, but I had to change the rating to "T" for teen because in this chapter there is a little strangeness with Angela's dream, for those of you who can't really read thing's with sex in them I am so sorry and apologize in advance, but the only way I could do this was by putting it in. I tried to work my way around it, but could not, again I am sorry and if any one cannot read this who would like to please let me know and I will spend an extra week on making a new story based on her dreams for those of you, however, if the majority have this problem I will most likely change this chapter to a cleaner version and will make it so you can understand what goes on in her dreams and still be able to read it without any sex. Once again I apologize for the issue.
P.s.s. there's not really sex in here it just gets pretty damn close.
At 10:00 that night Angela opened the door to her apartment and threw her bag on the floor just barely missing duck, who made his presence known by hissing at her.
"Sorry duck, mommy's not feeling too well" Angela said as she made her way to her room, duck following closely behind.
Ever since Isabel said she still had her gift, but it was hidden and after seeing Mr. Constantine, she had about lost her mind herself. "All I need is a good night's sleep" she whispered to duck who had just made himself comfortable on her bed "And then I'll be ok, that's all." Angela got in her bed and fell sleep with duck by her feet.
Not too long after Angela fell asleep did her dreams start. They were starting out like they always did, she was alone at first then she was in a strange room, she looked around and saw she was in a bathroom and sitting on a chair. Slumped over the bath tub was a man, the same man from the hospital and her other dreams.
"John Constantine" she muttered to herself and he turned to face her then he spoke to her "Hi Angela, are you ready?"
"For what?"
"Well you did say you wanted a bath, right?" a sexy smile spread his face.
"I don't know, hell, I can't remember."
"Well you did and I figured I'd get it started for you"
"Oh, well thanks." She said and quickly he left, leaving her to her business.
As she was getting out john walked into the bathroom. "Need some help?" he asked.
"Sure" he walked over to her and helped her out. She tripped over the edge of the tub and slipped in his arms, her breasts on his chest shocked them both and they pulled away.
"Oh John, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to wet you."
"It's ok; as long as you're alright I really don't mind what happens to me." he continued to help her out of the tub. The next thing she knew she was kissing this man and walking towards his bed, not really caring what was going to happen.
Scared as hell Angela popped out of her bed causing duck to run like hell down the hallway and into the bathroom where he stayed until Angela got up out of her bed and walked into the living room to watch cops, duck walked into the room and sat in her lap being petted as she watched her favorite show. As the show ended a half hour later she began to remember her dream. Why had she done something so stupid? She understood it was a dream, but it all seemed so real.
Probably because she was so shocked and in a type of trance she had just now realized she was naked except for the fact that she had her blanket around her and she almost screamed, but regained composure when she remembered the only thing she had fallen asleep in was a large shirt and her underwear and remembering that the weather in L.A. got extremely hot at times it was normal for her to wake up naked and the fact that it had coincide with her dream was just a coincidence and was probably just like all her other dreams that involved this man.
That was it, it explained everything, she had seen and heard John Constantine and his name before, she had most likely grown a small fondness for him and her dreams were her heart's way of letting the rest of her know, the nakedness was due to the heat and everything was just one big major coincidence that had her all hyped on over nothing she began giggling to herself as she walked back into her room and fell back asleep. Everything was going to be ok………or was it.
Ok, so that is chapter 4. the next chapter will be 3 weeks later on the night Isabel dies. I'm going to explain how and why Isabel goes out on the roof and jumps. She didn't do it of free will, she did it by force. So review this chapter and let me know what you think. If I get good reviews on this chapter and the next I could probably squeeze in one more chapter. Love you all a lot. SMOOCHES!