"Chloe, I need some help!" I groaned when Tori called out from our room. She had fallen down the stairs the other day, and sprung her ankle. And now Simon and I were her slaves.

"What do you need Tori?" I called back, a little upset, but for no reason.

"I need to go to the bathroom!" I hung my head back and rubbed my eyes before heading up the stairs. Tori knew what I was now. That's why she is asking me for everything and not Simon. I'm super strong, as she put it, when I yelled at her to ask Simon.

After Tori was back in her bed I sat down next to her and put my head in my hands. I would have to change again soon. I was so HOT! I had already taken a cold shower this morning, and it hadn't helped at all.

"You okay, Chloe?" she asked. I nodded and jumped up from the bed.

"What the hell?" I heard Simon say from down stairs.

"Shh. I just wanted too..." I froze when a voice answered Simon. Derek. I growled causing Tori to look at me in alarm.

"He's here." I mumbled and she paled, but looked excited.

"Please rip him to pieces." she said and I grinned maliciously.

"Oh, I will." I ran out the door and down the stairs.

"I'm sorry- oh god." Derek said when I came into view. I was so tired earlier I hadn't smelt him coming. God, I'm so stupid.

"Sorry?" I repeated. He paled and started stuttering. I laughed and told Simon to leave.

"Chloe I don't want you to get him upset now okay." he said.

"ME GET HIM UPSET?" I screamed and Simon covered his ears and finally went to stand on the other side of the room.

"Oh my god Chloe, how?" he asked.

"Do you know how much I hate you right now? How much I've gone through since you did this to me?" I asked in a very soft voice so only he could hear. His eyes narrowed dangerously, signaling his anger. He stepped forward and there was barely a foot between us. When he reached out a hand I caught it and threw him into the couch next to Simon.

"Do not touch me." I hissed.

Simon looked terrified. I hated scaring him but I was so furious with Derek, for leaving me, for hurting me, and for not helping me through this. He should have been there. He should have.

Derek was grinning, how could he be grinning? He jumped up faster than I had ever seen him and grabbed my waist. I tried to struggle away and managed to kick him in the gut. I twirled gracefully out of his arms and tried to kick him again, but he caught my foot thrusting it upward causing me to flip in the air. I landed on my feet and crouched down to knock his feet out from under him. Derek had already raced to the stairs after blocking me. He was standing on the landing gasping, holding his side. So I had kicked him hard enough. I took the steps four at a time and threw him into the wall there glaring at him with hostility that was so new to me. Derek was still half grinning at me, his eyes a little wary. I pushed him into the wall harder and the wariness disappeared from his eyes replaced by something else that made my stomach turn. He smiled knowingly, and it was too much for me. Without thinking about it I reacted by pushing him over the landing and he fell into the glass coffee table making it shatter.

"Oh my GOD!" Simon yelled and I saw Tori limping to her doorway.

"Way to go, Chloe." Tori whispered to herself.

Derek was groaning and trying to roll out of the glass. I jumped over the railing and landed safely on my feet in front of him.

"Now are you sorry?" I asked tears streaming freely down my face. I wasn't the least surprised when he jumped to his feet and crushed his lips against mine violently. I knew I should push him away ,but I pulled him closer and he slid his hands around me pulling his mouth away from mine and I rested my head on his chest, crying into his shirt. We sank to the ground not even feeling the glass beneath us.

I distantly heard a door open and felt a rush of cold air.

"Hey, what happened to my coffee table?" Andrew asked in a confused voice.