"Chloe..."
That's my name, I wanted to say but I couldn't do anything. Couldn't move, couldn't talk, couldn't open my eyes.
"She's exhausted, let her sleep." That's Mr. Bae's voice...
"I know but-" Derek...
"Let her sleep."
"I'm staying here." Derek said, I could imagine him stubbornly crossing his arms over his chest and clenching his jaw. His eyes probably said something different though... Probably fear that I might not wake up, or worry that something worse happend while he wasn't there. He probably hated himself right now.
"Fine, but let her rest." I heard fading footsteps, and I imagine Mr. Bae probably left the room. I wonder what Aunt Lauren is doing right now, probably pacing the hallway or whatever biting her nails like crazy.
"Chloe... C'mon I know you hear me. I know your awake." Derek whispered, I felt his hand on mine. Warmth spread through me and I just now notice how cold I was. I wanted to actually wake up, to move... I did the stupidest thing and moved the injured leg that I had totally forgotten about until now.
Pain shot through my thigh and up my spine, that jolted me awake.
"Ow..." I moaned, I opened my eyes but painful tears blurred my vision. I now wanted to close my eyes and go back to the numb sleep, forget the pain and the ghosts and just sleep.
"Hey, so sleeping beauty lives. Did prince jerkface kiss you awake?" Tori entered the room, her black hair was damp and she was wearing fresh clothes that showed she had just taken a shower.
"He's not a 'jerkface.'" Was all I answered with before I got into a sitting position and another jolt of pain washed through me. My face was probably ghost white and I was most likely trembling but I didn't notice.
Tori was about to come out with another smart ass comment when Derek cut her off, "Tori just shut your mouth, she's not in the mood for your bitchiness."
Tori was outraged, and when she turned and left the room Derek smirked and turned toward me.
"You okay?" He asked, the worry etched across his face again, ... Honestly I think when he looks like this it's cute. Worry is a adorable look on him... Wonder what it'd look like in his wolf form...
"Yeah, are you?" I took his injured hand, even though I know it's probably mostly healed I just wanted a reason to touch him. The hell motive was that? I'm not sure.
"I'm fine, I'm not the one who was majorly injured though. Plus, healing capability remember?"
"Oh, right, yeah..." I looked down into my lap, dropping his hand but he didn't move it away. He just bent down and kissed me.
I felt the world dissapear, everything else meant nothing. I forgot what happend with Dr. Davidoff and Mr. Bae and everything. Everything gone, meaningless, until another jolt of pain told me he picked me up and held me against him. I didn't care, I just wanted him. I wanted him to make the pain go away.
"I thought I told you to let her sleep." Mr. Bae had entered the room and he was glareing at his son. Derek carefully set me back on the bed and he looked back at his father.
Derek got his que to leave and beant down and said, "Feel better soon, we've got a lot of catching up to do." He smirked and swept out of the room.
Leaving me to Mr. Bae's care.
Shit.