A loud crack of thunder resonated throughout the enclosure. I was certainly jolted, but I had nothing on this girl before me. As soon as the sound had just about met it's end, she bolted upright with a start. And...began crying. The stranger pulled her knees close into her chest, pouring her heart out as she did so. I had not the slightest clue of why she would be doing so. Still...he didn't like it.<span style="font-style: italic">But why don't you like it?</span>His mind started to torment.<span style="font-style: italic">Don't say that! Its normal to feel concerned for a damsel in distress...</span>My own thoughts trailed away behind me. Seemed like when people kept calling you crazy, eventually you start believing them. That or you grow to fit the part. But I'm not crazy, no way. This all aside, there was still the girl in front of me who could at least use some help.<br/><br/>At that moment, when I was about to reach out and help, the strange girl flew back with a cry that didn't hurt his ear in decibel level, but a deep pain he couldn't understand the origins of. I knew I didn't care for this girl. I couldn't. Doing that would just be asking for more trouble later. Yet my curiosity was getting the better of me once again and I stayed quiet and still in order to see what she would do next. She was releasing so many tears, they seemed to form streams down her face and onto the earth. Not long after he kept watching her, she began to notice my presence.<br/><br/>After bolting upright she opened her mouth as if to scream, but no sound came out. This lack of sound made her look as though gaping. Was sheâ€¦gaping at me? This mere fact actually angered him. Sure, once I finally get into a normal pattern, here comes this girl to destroy it all. I didnâ€™t want anything to do with her before she destroyed even more of him! Retuning my attention away from my thoughts and back to the strange girl, I caught her staring at my chest.  I had totally forgotten my lack of clothes, so I surmised that it was a somewhat normal reaction.  Still, I gave her a look that clearly conveyed my noticing of the action. Curiously, I watched her face flush a light shade of pink. I must admit, it did look very endearing.<span style="font-style: italic">If youâ€™re into that type, sure--the type that will only put you off worse than you are now. Is that what you want? To trust again? Give it up.</span>My tormenting thoughts were right. I would only be kidding myself by going after this girl. No one could be trusted. Perhaps everyone wasnâ€™t out to get me, but who cared? All I knew is that one was enough. Someone obviously enjoyed watching me writhe.<br/><br/>The girl was looking down at her feet, apparently conscious that she had been caught leering. There was no way I was going to say anything at this point. I had been prepared to explain myself, but if this was going to turn out being a staring contest, I would win. Unexpectedly she lay down next to him, looking like she had relaxed a little.<blockquote><div><cite>xXxBlue_MemoryxXx wrote:</cite>â€œSo, what is it a man like you is doing all the way out <span style="font-style: italic">here</span> in the middle of nowhere as a rain storm rolls in?â€</div></blockquote>She sounded polite enough, there would be no harm in returning the favour.<br/><br/>â€œWhy me mistress? Iâ€™m simply here out on my property. I own the better parts of these woods, and I simply enjoy a good storm.â€ I explained placidly. Right now he was on a non-claimed portion of forestry, but this information would serve neither of them. â€œActually, Iâ€™m sort of wondering the same thing. I came here of my own accord until I heard you sing. Just as I caught my glimpse of you, sleep washed over you and I wanted to be posted for your safety. You are alright yes?â€ There was an obvious implication towards the crying spell he had just bore witness to moments ago. Not only was I curious about the origins of such feelings, but I was also concerned that someone may have harmed her and left her out here. The slight possibility that she had been ravaged and left here to dieâ€¦that was unbearable. He didnâ€™t have to trust or like her to dispose of such a threat to people.