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After the circle had dispersed and we started to walk away but Derek grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him. I watched Liam give me a curious look but I just told him to go and I would meet up with later.

"What do you want Derek? You pretty much said that you didn't want anything to do with me before," I said pulling my wrist out of his grasp and crossing them.

He looked like I had slapped him but he recovered quickly and wiped his face clear of emotions. Then he said, "I never said that, Chloe. You have a tendency to put words into my mouth then overanalyze everything else, like you're doing right now."

I didn't say a word; I just looked at him and rolled my eyes. When he didn't say anything either I went to walk away but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him roughly. I felt a searing pain in my wrist and wrenched it out of his grasp.

When I looked down at it I could see the beginnings of a bruise in the shape of fingerprints, I looked up at him and said, "You're never going to change are you?"

This time he let me walk away and I all but ran to Liam's room and pushed the door open. I saw him sitting on the edge of his bed and when he saw me he launched himself at me, wrapping me in his arms. I couldn't help myself but I started to cry into his chest.

The last time I saw Derek was right before my Aunt Lauren pulled me out of Lyle House. We had been sitting the boy's room talking about Chemistry. I knew I was leaving by this time and I was going to tell them that night.

"You guys, I have to tell you something really important," I said, taking a deep breath. "I'm leaving Lyle House to go to another supernatural house that my Aunt thinks is safer."

I saw Simon's face drop and he threw his arms around me and hugged me close to him. I took in the smell of him; pastels and fabric softener, and then pulled back. This time I looked over at Derek but he avoided my eyes.

"I'm going to go…anywhere that's not here," Simon said, getting up off the bed and closing the door behind him.

"Derek please say something," I whispered, feeling my eyes tear up.

"You're leaving? Why?" he said in an honest to god whimper. "Did I do something?"

I shook my head and felt my tears falling down my cheeks. "No, my Aunt's afraid that something might happen and I might be in danger."

"You might be in danger because of me? Is that what you're saying?" he said, his voice becoming hard.

"I don't know," I said helplessly pulling my knees up to my chest. "I don't know."

I saw something in his posture change and I knew something was about to happen. "Alright, it's for the best I believe. We were a bad combination, so while you're gone I really appreciate it if you didn't try and contact any of us; it would make everything way to complicated."

I felt like someone plunged a knife into my chest and felt my tears start falling faster. I looked up into those big green eyes and only saw anger and it scared me. I dropped my head and walked out of their room just like I walked out of their lives.

"Boo, what's wrong? Did something happen downstairs?" Liam whispered, rocking me against him.

I swallowed and figured I should tell him the truth, "I knew the kids that came into the house today, and they used to live in Lyle House too. I had this relationship type thing with Derek and it ended badly when I switched houses. Now he's back and messing with my mind."

I heard him let out a hiss and I knew I had to calm him down before he went and did something he would regret. I locked my hands in his hair and pulled his mouth down to mine. He usually kissed me to draw my attention but this time I was using his own trick against him.

He broke away and I trailed kisses down his neck while he breathed out, "I need you to tell me what happened downstairs with Souza."

I let out a sigh and pulled away from him to look into his eyes. I saw that it hurt him that I was keeping secrets from him. My resolve broke and I said, "We were talking and when I tried to walk away he grabbed my wrist and it bruised it. But before you get worked up, he's a werewolf and he can't control his strength. Remember when we first got together? The scratches I have down my back?"

I knew that was a low blow but I had to prove to him that I was serious about Derek not wanting to hurt me on purpose. I mean he had scarred me and I know he didn't do it on purpose and so does he.

"I understand, I just don't want him near you at all, you're mine," he said, nuzzling into my neck and biting it enough to leave a mark.

I rolled my eyes at him and pulled him back down into his bed and lay my head on his chest. Most of the time we didn't need to be all over each other to show how we felt, we could just lay like this and it spoke louder than anything.

He was rubbing his hand up and down my back, digging into my spine so that I let out little groans. I knew he could hear Derek outside the door and he was asserting his dominance and I couldn't help but twinge slightly at the thought.

This was kind of short but I'm trying to build up to the plot so work with me .

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