Chapter 12:
"Come on downstairs. My mom is out."
So Derek followed me to the kitchen and sat on a stool while I made dinner.
It was kinda weird having him watch me, but I know he was probably just staring off and thinking.
"How do you stay so positive?"
Wow he's alive!
Hmm, well that's an interesting question.
"Because I have people around me that I care about and that make me look forward to the day..."
"Plus there's this angry/mysterious guy that always glares down at me who lurks in dark corners that is teaching me some pretty cool fighting tricks. But he needs to get laid..like, badly!"
I flash him a flirty smile and his mouth twitches as his suppresses a smile.
"Derek go wash your hands. Dinners ready."
He had a half shocked look on his face like he hasn't been ordered around before.
"Yes, I just mommed you. Now go!"
As he washed up, hopefully, I put silverware down.
And I specifically put Derek on the opposite side from me.
When he came back I already had say down, so he got a plate and filled his plate.
He sat next to me, to my left instead of across...
Did he not see the way I organized it?
We ate in silence which was BEYOND awkward.
To the point that i was gonna yell something embarrassing.
Like unicorn or peanut.. I don't even know.
When I finished I got up and washed my bowl.
And like two seconds later Derek was right behind me just like during training.
Except this time he was reaching besides me to my left to put his dish in the sink.
His arm brushed against my stomach, sending a tingling feeling all through my body.
While I finished up dishes, Derek was leaned up against a cabinet just watching and waiting.
After dishes were complete I asked "movie?"
And of course he didn't answer and I wasn't expecting one.
But he did walk out of the kitchen into the movie room.
Well that's technically an answer... Sure.
"Those are your options."
Ooh he picked Ironman! I love ironman!
So I sat on the far left of the sofa leaving Derek the right and middle.
He chose the middle.
He probably just wants to be centered with the tv.
I mean, I do that at theaters!
It's not uncommon...
Gosh, stop thinking about it! It doesn't matter!
After Ironman was done, he put in the next DVD.
Man, this death must have hit him hard if he wanted to watch another movie with me!
But I didn't mind at all so we sat in silence watching the great film.
I was started to feel drowsy and tired, but I didn't want to ruin this time so I forced myself awake to watch the third Ironman.
Turns out I couldn't make it.
I only remember falling asleep in the middle of the movie.
*yawn...
*gasp!
I'm laying against Derek and he's asleep on my couch!
What if mom comes home to this!?
What time is it?
It's 2:45am...
I wonder if mom saw or headed straight from the garage to her room.
I didn't even hear her coming back!
But I also don't remember falling asleep on Derek...
He must have fallen asleep before I laid on him.
Aww sleeping Derek is adorable.
He looks younger and happier.
He breaks my heart man! And he doesn't even know it!
*sharp inhaled breath...
He's moving.
*breathe slowly out
Phew
*grumble
"Sam..."
He's awake?
"Yes Derek?"
"Stop looking at me?"
"I'm looking because I'm talking to you."
I know what he meant but I didn't want him to know I was staring!
"What time is it?"
"2:50am. We fell asleep in the middle of the movie."
But wait, the tv was off... Mom? Or Derek?
"Mmm."
Hah he hadn't even opened his eyes through the whole conversation!
I need to get up but I don't want to disturb Derek...
I'll just do it lightly and quickly like a bandaid.
Aaaaaand BAM! I escaped
Ok I snuck to my moms room...
Hmp, not there.. Well then Derek turned off the tv..
Which meant he knew I was leaned against him...
And that he decided to stay and sleep instead of going home..
Being clingy for a few hours must be a short stage of grieve or something...
Yeah totally the grieve and not me...
"Sam? Are you making breakfast this early?"
Woaw, I didn't even realize that I walked back to the kitchen...
"No... I was just checking something. But if you want something just tell me."
"I'm good...What's on your mind?"
Hah you actually. Can't say that though
I better just tell a smooth lie...
So I walked over to Derek and put my hands on his arms.
"Nothing. I'm good. Are you sure you don't want anything?"
I know that he doesn't believe me, but he doesn't push further.
But he looking disturbed which makes me uneasy..
"I'm good. I better..um, I should get going."
"Yeah, ok."
I sent him a weak smile.
He turned and just like that was gone.
