Chapter 9:
To FIND... Derek!
My dagger was pushed up against his throat and I almost cut him.
"Derek, you scared me!"
"Now who needs to relax and get laid..?"
I suppressed a laugh..
That actually was funny.
"Still you! So where did you go off to?"
"I didn't."
What?
A word game? Seriously Derek? Be straight with me please. I'm confooosed!
He must have seen my confused expression because he glared.
"I was behind you in the next room watching you."
Now who's the stalker Derek!?
"Why do I make you so uncomfortable Sam?"
Crap! He noticed that?
"You don't!"
Heart, stay the exact same pace! I command you!
"You're lying."
Curse you stupid heart!
I can't think of anything to say..
I'll just give him the Derek treatment.. Silence.
Haha!
I'm giving you a taste of your own medicine!
But seriously I don't know if I can hold this silence much longer with the glare he's sending my way.
Abort mission! Abort mission.
I set down the daggers, walking out of the Hale house, straight to my car.
And without even looking back I headed home.
Wow, I literally just drove away from my problems without a word... That's a first
I finally arrived home.
"Hey mom, I'm home!"
I yelled but didn't expect an answer.
She was probably asleep or working in her office across the house.
Oh well.
I grabbed a banana and headed to the comforts of my room.
Oh hey Sterek!
Stop following me!
Hah I slammed my bedroom door in your face! Take that dog!
And when I turned around my room was pitch dark.
Creepy.
Lights! Camera, action!
I see you bed! And I'm coming after you!
But right as I walked away from my door a hand held my mouth closed and swung me around.
I was just about to scream but..
"Sam! Don't scream! Your moms downstairs."
He slowly took his hand off my mouth.
I frowned.
"Derek, how did you even get in here?"
"Does it matter?"
"Have you come in my room like that before?"
"Listen I just came to continue our conversation and return your weapons. You need to keep them with you at all times."
He didn't answer my question! I wonder if it's because the answer is yes.
Hmmm
"Well... Thanks. And I have nothing to say about our previous conversation."
"God Sam, you're so freakin' stubborn. Just talk to me!"
His glare was mad but I saw a little humor.
I looked down at the ground, not being able to handle his intense glare.
"I'm sorry. You're-it's just-"
I wish I could just tell him that this confident act is just what I said it was... An act.
"Why can't you just be honest?"
"What?"
I'm confused..did he just read my thoughts?
Werewolfs can't do that!
Can they?
Now he looks confused!
"Did you just rea-.."
"Didn't you say you wish you could tell me your just acting..?"
"Yes.. Well no.. I thought it..werewolfs can read minds?"
"Not that I was aware of..."
"Ok lets not freak out, maybe it was just luck! Here read my thoughts now..."
Bacon
"I don't hear anything."
Good, cause that's a little embarrassing...
"Well good."
Derek looked a little concerned..
"I'll be back."
He's now walking towards my window.
He about to jump down!
"But Sam-this conversation isn't over."
Ok Mr. Glare chill.
And where is he going anyways?
"Whatever you say.."
And then he was gone..