A/N-YAAAY, two for one :-) I wrote two chapter in a day, since I got 8 reviews for my story. ENJOY!!!
Disclaimer- Dont own... Sad aint it....
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(Derek's point of view)
Chapter 3-
You're kidding me!
I stared at the wolf sitting on my lap. It seemed so impossible that it was Chloe; it wasn't until she looked up that I could believe it. Her blue eyes looked so wrong on a wolf, it almost hurt.
The Chloe wolf started backing up till she fell of my lap; I jumped forward, reaching for her. But of course she jumped backward snarling at me. I sat back and just stared at her.
Grace ran into the room, at least I think it was Grace, I didn't bother to look up my gaze was to intent on Chloe.
I felt the cool air of the night blow in to the room, along with the scrape from the door. Chloe's eyes swung over to the door, than she bolted from the room. I watched her disappear into the snowstorm. Even after Grace closed the door I still stared at the exact same spot.
"Where's Chloe?" I heard Simon say. Finally I tore my gaze away from the door to look at his stricken face.
Grace was the first to say something.
"She's gone."
Simon was silent, than he said 'oh'.
I stood up, doing what I usually do when something bad happens; I fell back to the corner of the room and leaned against it. But this stung, more than usual. I couldn't believe I had just watched Chloe Saunders, a necromancer, change into a wolf, right on my lap…
Everyone was quiet for at least 10 minutes; no one wanted to crack the silence… Well almost silence, that snarl that Chloe left with was still ringing in my ears.
Finally after an hour Grace piped up.
"Okay everyone, I know it sucks that Chloe just phased, but it was going to happen at some point right?! It's not like it's her last year or something-"Grace stopped, face paling… Wait last year? What did she mean by that?!
"What do you mean last year?!" I asked.
"Well, ummm, I don't really want to be the one to tell you this, but." She glanced away, twisting a strand of her blonde hair in her hands.
"The wolves get less time each year to be human, and it goes in an order where, well, they can never change back…" She said.
I stared at her. So did Simon and Dad.
"Never?" I asked.
"Yeah, they're a wolf for the rest of their life." Grace mumbled.
I felt a surge of anger that Chloe didn't tell me that, that she was going to end up being a wolf for the rest of her life soon! My hands started to shake I was so mad.
"Why didn't she tell us?!" I growled.
"What do you mean, who?" Grace asked innocently.
"Chloe!" I snarled.
"Oh! Wait, don't blame it on her!" Grace squealed, "She doesn't know! We never told her!"
I continued growling for a minute. Than I calmed down, I couldn't blame this on her, and anyway I knew I was acting like this because I was upset. I didn't want Chloe to be stuck a wolf for her life, I didn't want her to be like this in the first place! But right now all I wanted was to have her back.
I dropped my head into my hands. I could feel water prickling at my eyes. I blinked the tears away, I couldn't cry, I do not cry! Especially over a girl.
"Why didn't you tell her?" Simon asked. I didn't want to look up in fear of someone seeing the moisture in my eyes. I was trying my best to fight it back but it wasn't easy.
"We didn't want to, we were afraid she would freak out." Grace said.
"NO REALLY!" I yelled, looking up, eyes wide. Than I dropped my head down again and moaned.
Everyone was silent for a second, I could feel there eyes on me. Than Dad came and sat by me, rubbing my back, I tried to growl at him to stop. But all that came out was a whine.
"Hey, she'll be back." Dad whispered, his tone light; but I could still hear the shock in his voice.
No, I didn't want them to think I was some whimp; I was the strong one in the family, the one who protected everyone else with his life. But than I break at the sight of a girl running away. It should count that I love that girl, but they didn't know that.
"Derek, its okay, it wasn't her last year." Grace said, uneasiness slipping into her voice.
I sat up, choking back another whine.
"I'm fine." I said, but it was no use, my voice cracked.
I could feel Dad's eyes on me again, I glanced at him, he looked upset.
"You don't have to be the tough guy Derek." He said.
I swung my head around staring off into space, jaw clenched.
Dad sighed, "I wish you didn't act like this Derek, your still a kid, no one is ever totally strong, every one has a weakness."
I felt a bit offended by that, I thought I was mature.
Dad sighed yet again, than he turned back to Grace. "I'm sorry Grace, what were you saying."
Did he need to make me feel like a jerk! Oh wait, duh I am… I hung my head.
"Never mind." She mumbled.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.
Grace looked up, my head was still hanging. "What?" she asked
"I'm sorry." I said.
She was quiet for a second, than she said: "its okay." Than she stood up, "okay who wants hot chocolate?"
Simon jumped up saying "me!"
Dad stood, "I'll help."
They all left the room, going into the kitchen to make their hot chocolate. I stayed where I was, I didn't deserve it. I didn't want it…
I saw Grace poke her head around the corner, she was smiling. How could she be smiling after that?!
"Do you want some Derek?" She asked.
I shook my head; all I wanted was to go home now. I felt horrible.
She sighed than turned and went back to the kitchen.
Ugh, I felt like a piece of crap.
I couldn't wait to get home and go to sleep, lay in my bed and hide, like the moron I was.
Simon had finally force me out of the living room, Grace had still made me hot chocolate. It was good, it was really good, but I didn't want to talk, I felt awkward enough just sitting here. I did say thanks for the drink, but other wise nothing came out of my mouth, I didn't even look at anyone.
But I did watch outside, the hated snowstorm had died down by now. It was like the weather had just picked up to sweep Chloe away, than died down. It was evil.
But after starring at a light for a bit I switched back to watching outside, it took a minute to see what was in front of me, and when I did, I nearly fell out of my chair. There was a white wolf, with its paws on the glass staring directly at me.
"Holy crap!" I said. Apparently I had cut into a conversation because the others just stared at me for a second, than I pointed at the window. Dad's eyes widened, Simon just stared, Grace did fall out of her chair.
"THAT'S THE WOLF THAT BIT SARAH AND CHLOE!!" She screamed. I bolted out of my chair, giving the wolf an evil eye, its lip rose and it snarled. I growled right back. I was ready to go out there and tear that thing to shreds! I didn't notice what I was doing till Dad gripped my arm hard. I was charging towards the wolf, but thing didn't even flinch from my stare; I would think the wolf would. I was growling still, the wolf copying.
"Derek, leave it alone!" Dad said. What how could he say that!? This thing changed Chloe for life!
Simon came up and grabbed my other arm, I stopped disdainfully and just stared at the animal, growling with my gaze intent into its. Grace banged on the window and the wolf fled. I growled louder. I wanted that thing dead!
An hour after that, Dad had decided to stay here for the night… Crap. I was having a horrible night and he just extended it. All I could do to make up for my actions from earlier was by sleeping on the couch and letting Dad and Simon have the comfy beds.
Grace kept saying that it was okay, she knew I didn't mean it. But still, I wasn't about to sleep in a bed when I had been a jerk to the owner of the house it was in.
I laid on the couch for what seemed like hours before I finally fell asleep… Into a dream that had me twisting around, and whining.
I was shaken awake by Dad. Great now what did he want to put me through…
"Derek, you need to calm down!" He said, his voice was light but he still had a worried sound in the back.
"I know, I know." I panted.
Dad put his hand on my head.
"Calm down a bit, every things okay." Dad said, he sounded like he was talking to a kid.
I closed my eyes, Dad sighed "you need to tell me more about why you are this torn about Chloe." He whispered.
I didn't respond, trying to make it seem like I was asleep. Finally he went back to bed.
I fell asleep immediately after he went back to bed.
A/N- sorry for spelling/grammar, please review,thank you for reading :-D
