Chapter Two

***Very sorry about the spelling errors last time, now on with the show***

The sun shinning through the windows is what finally woke me up. I almost shot out of bed, I couldn't, for the life of me, remember where I was. But my memory kicked in and I sat there for a minute and thought about last night. The gang, the mystery guy, and the mystery guy bringing me to his home. I should up, stretched my limbs then preceded to walk out into the hallway.

The moment I stepped out a voice spoke out of no where. "Please close the door to your room," I looked to my left following the voice and saw a camera in the corner, wondering who's house I was in and why they needed this much security. I turned to my right and walked toward the staircase at the end of the hallway. I faintly heard voices coming from below them. I softly, carefully, and silently crept down the stairs.

"How many times have I told you not to bring strays home Alexander!" a voice yelled out.

"She is not a stray, do not call her that!" another voice, I assume to be this Alexander person.

"Then what is she, huh? You picked her up off the street!" I then heard something, or somebody slam into a wall.

"Don't ever call her that again." Alexander said in a voice so low I almost missed it.

"Well, speak of the devil. Your guest of honor has arrived." I heard feet moving and then 3 heads poked out from behind the door.

"Hot damn, she's a nice once Alex." A man with red hair and a thick southern accent.

"Awe, how cute. She's a deer in the headlights." I slowly started to back toward the stairs I had just come down from.

"Shut up John," I recognized the belonged to Alexander, who started to walk toward me. I quickly walked backwards but tripped over the first step and fall back. Alexander was beside me in the blink of an eye. He pulled me so I could stand up.

"We wont hurt you, well some of us," he stared at the tall, blonde man standing next to the guy with red hair, "I am Alexander, the red head over there is Fergus, and the idiot blonde over there is John." when the name of the blonde was said, I slightly stepped back, but it did not go unnoticed. All three seemed to see it. John got an angry look on his face and Fergus just laughed his ass off.

"Look Johnny boy, the little witch is scared of you!" he continued to laugh.

"I told you she could hear you," Alexander said and pulled me closer to him, "I promise he's not gonna hurt you, he couldn't hurt a fly." I slowly turned to Alexander.

"Where am I?" I asked starting to take in my surroundings. There was artwork on the walls of the hallway, but not modern by any means. Most of them looked like portraits.

"You are in my home," Alexander spoke again, "and don't worry, your safe here. No one gets within twenty feet without us knowing." I nodded my head in understanding, then it dawned on me.

"I have to call my mom, she's probably worried sick." I said as I looked around the room for a telephone.

"Don't worry, Fergus here will take you to the den and you can use the phone in there. I'm staying here to have a little chat with John here." Fergus grabbed my hand and lead me down the hallway and to the right down another hallway. I was hit with a desire not to leave Alexander. I had no idea where it had come from.

Alexander's POV

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I turned and said to John as the girl left the room.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You're the one bringing home strange girls." oh he did not just say that.

"She is not strange," I almost yelled at him, "she's my Soul mate." John looked at me with wide eyes.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Positive," I said quietly.

"You don't even know her name."

"I know, but I'll find out, I'll find out everything about her."

Girl's POV

I walked into the den with Fergus and he lead me to the phone, which I thanked him graciously for. I quickly dialed the only number I knew by heart.

"Honey, is that you?" My mother said in a worried voice.

"Hey Mom, yeah it's me."

"Oh, Baby, where are you? What happened?"

"I was closing up shop, then I was almost attack and the next thing I knew I was being carried to a house. I just woke up. I'm safe. But I don't know where I am."

"Ok sweetie, as long as your safe that's all that matters. But please keep in touch, I can tell you still in the city, but I just can't tell where."

"I think I'll be ok," I reassured her, "Please don't worry, I'll be ok. I'll keep in touch, but I have a feeling I'll be home soon. I have to go now, Mom. Bye."

"Ok, goodbye Sweetie. Stay safe." I heard the phone close on the other end. I hung up my end. I stood up and exited the door I had enter moment before and headed down the hallway again, not knowing what was going to happen next.