The rest of the drive took eighteen hours. Thankfully I slept for at least ten hours of it, but the other eight was incredibly boring. Derek was ignoring me, of course. I didn't expect him to talk to me after what happened. Tori slept a good fourteen hours of the trip. When she wasn't sleeping, she was reading from her fashion magazine that my aunt got for her. My aunt and Kit took turns driving. Kit tried to make small talk with her but she kept giving him one word answers.
Simon was the only one who talked to me the whole trip, and I mean an actual conversations. Of course I was asked what I wanted to eat from various fast food restaurants, or if I needed to use a restroom. Simon would wait until Derek would fall asleep, then he would turn around and talk to me about anything and everything. Once Derek would start to stir, Simon would give me a sad smile and turn back around.
When we got to Oregon, we stopped in a small town on the boarder of Oregon and Idaho. We got two motel rooms, and went straight to sleep. Sadly this time, I had to share a bed with Tori as there was only one bed, and one couch. At least it was a queen size.
In the middle of the night, I wake up to Tori drooling on my pillow. I push her as hard as I can, but with my baby strength, all that did was barely wake her up.
"I was sleeping" she points out the obvious, her voice raspy.
"You were drooling all over my pillow". She looks at my pillow, and wipes at the wet spot her saliva left. She then flips my pillow over and moves back onto her pillow. Before long I could hear her snoring again. I look over at my aunt on the couch to see her still sleeping.
Deciding that I'm not going back to sleep anytime soon, I quietly walk out of the girl's motel room and walk over to our van. I sit on the hood and look up at the stars.
I start getting flashbacks of me and my mom laying in the grass and her pointing out the star patterns, teaching me the name of everyone. I miss the nights when mom would take us to our backyard with a blanket. I swear we would lay on that blanket for hours, and sometimes dad would join us. Mom would make hot chocolate and cookies to munch on while lying on the blanket. I wish I could still remember all the names of the stars. I can still remember some of the most popular ones, like Orion's belt and the big dipper.
"What the hell are you doing out here?!" Derek yells at me, taking me away from my memories. I look down from the stars to see him walking up from the forest that's right behind our motel. He's covered in dirt, and his shirt is in his hand instead of on him, like it belongs. His change must've happened tonight, and I wasn't with him. That thought upsets me more than it should.
"Looking at the stars, what about you?" I ask calmly, not wanting to fight with him. I'm surprised I didn't stutter.
"You could be seen! You could get killed! Have you never thought about that?!" He yells at me again. He walks over to me and I shrink away.
"S st stop y ye yelling at m me." I tell him. And my good friend stutter is back.
A door opens and I turn around to see Kit walk out of the boy's room. "Derek, inside now" Derek looks at his father and walks over into the boy's room without arguing. Life has been easier since we've found Kit. Not because he is who we were looking, although now that he is found is nice as well, but he seems to be the only person that Derek will listen to.
Kit shuts the door behind him and joins me on the vans hood. "He is only trying to protect you." Kit tells me.
"It feels more like he is trying to control me." I mutter. Kit sighs.
"He isn't very good socially. And he still hurts from what happened yesterday. He won't admit it though. Just give him time" he tells me. I nod. "Go inside, it's probably not best for you to be out here alone, especially if you don't want Derek watching you like a hawk from the window, like he is right now." I quickly look up and see the window blinds from the boy's room move.
"Alright, goodnight Kit." I tell him.
"Good night Chloe." I stand up and walk over to the door to the girl's room. I turn around and see Kit watching me from the van. He nods at me and I walk into the room. But before I close the door, I see the curtain to the boy's room move again.
I head over to my shared bed, but my aunt's voice stops me.
"Chloe, what were you doing outside?" She asks, while getting off the couch and walking up to me.
"I was getting some fresh air and looking up at the stars." I told her truthfully.
"Were you with Derek?" She asks, her eyes begging me to tell her no.
"No, I mean, he appeared, and he yelled at me for being outside, but I wasn't purposely out with him. I don't want to be with him, don't worry Aunt Lauren, I'm done with my crush on him" I tell her, wanting her to be finished with her accusing looks. My aunt smiles at me.
"I'm glad you finally got over your crush. I'm sure when we settle down here, you'll find a nice boy who won't hurt you" she tells me. I wanted to yell at her that Derek never hurt me, well not directly, but I really didn't want to fight with my aunt.
"Yeah, I guess." I respond. Feeling tired, I crawl up in the bed next to Tori, silently hoping that she won't wake up, and place my head on the pillow. It'll also be nice to wake up without zombie rats. This time I don't have a werewolf boyfriend to keep them away.
-authors note-
Woo hoo, got this chapter over 1000 words. I look at all these other stories with 4000 words in each chapter, and get envious. How can you guys be that descriptive? I try so hard to be descriptive, but I suck at it. Thank you guys for reading! Comment if you want, but I know someone has got to be reading this. I hope…..