Authtors note: HERE!!! i got ya another update lol and now i have to do my homework. Sorry
if its not the longest chapter ever but its full of fun ;)
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Simon rolled over in his sleep, his face scrunched up like he was thinking of something bad. I scooted farther from him and closer to the tree I was leaning against. Everyone went to sleep already, even Derek. He had looked feverish so I told him I would take first watch. That was true, but I was also too troubled to sleep. Simon had been making advances that were obvious even to me. I had always thought maybe he liked me, but I never really believed it. I mean, why would he like me?
I picked at the bark on the tree behind me, glancing around the clearing. It was starting to get lighter out, we had walked all day and hadn't stopped till late, the next day was starting. I could say it was around six o' clock or so.
Thinking back to the day before, I remembered my dad's face as I ran away with Derek. The pain had stabbed through my heart, but for my safety and his I really had to leave….right? He didn't know what was going on, and Aunt Lauren told me to stay away from him. It was better this way. I dug through my bag and pulled out the amulet my mother had given me. Sometime ago Derek had noticed that it was turning blue, and he was right. In the early morning light the amulet was fully blue, with no explanation. I had no idea why a necklace I got when I was young could change colors, but it was from my mom. She must have had something to do with all of this, she knew what was going on. I wished I could speak to her, raise her ghost even, but Derek told me that was a bad idea. I knew he was right, but I couldn't help but want to anyway.
The sun was still below the horizon, but the clouds were turning a slight pink and orange. My head lolled and my eyes closed. I felt more tired then before, it seems like my adrenaline rush had run out. I slouched a little, getting a bit more comfortable. I slipped into a dream, not realizing what was going on around me.
I stood at the top of the stairs, my toes curling around the edge of the step.
'Chloe, come here,' a voice called.
I knew I shouldn't go downstairs, I was afraid of the basement. But that was when I was little right? I was a teenager now, I shouldn't be afraid. Slowly, I took a couple steps downward, peering into the blackness.
'Chloe.'
I reached for the light switch, flicking it on. The bulb flickered, lighting the stairs for a moment, then sputtering out. I thought about going back upstairs and continuing my life, but I knew I had to go down there. There was something I just had to see. Right? I continued, forcing myself to walk all the way into the darkness of the cold basement. When I reached the bottom I looked around, avoiding the man I knew was hanging. I knew he was there, and there was something else down here. Something I didn't like, something that made me fear the basement, and the dark. What was it? Why couldn't I remember?
As I made my way to the back of the basement it got colder, shivers ran up and down my spine. I didn't want to be here, but something compelled me forward. I reached for my amulet, but it wasn't there. Where…? Oh…Derek broke the chain to it….
'Chloe…did you think you could escape me?' a voice cackled, a ghost stepping out from behind a stack of boxes.
I screamed, the fear in me so great, but I didn't know why. Why was I afraid of this ghost so much? She reached for my arm, her hand passing through me. I whimpered, pulling away. She smiled, her face contorting into an angry grimace. I stumbled back, falling to the floor. I couldn't get out….I couldn't escape…
A scream pierced through the night, pulling me out of my dream and assaulting my ears. I looked around, dazed and confused.
Tori was staring at me, her eyes as wide as dinner plates, her mouth dropped open in fear. She wasn't looking at me…more behind me. I glanced back, the hair on my arms rising.
"Hello."
I jumped, trying to crawl forward and away from whoever it was. A hand grasped my ankle, dragging me back. I flipped over on my stomach, looking up. Pale blue eyes met mine, a rugged face, and long black hair. It was a man probably as old as Andrew, his face set in a deep frown. He held me there by my ankle, not even phased by my kicking.
"Chloe!"
I freaked, flailing against the man. His free hand gripped my wrists and held me down.
"Calm down, it's not you I want." His voice was gruff and low, like a growl.
I froze, looking back at Tori. He let go of my ankle, but kept a firm grip on my wrists as he dragged me to my feet. His grip was strong, he was strong…stronger than any human man.
"Let her go."
I looked over to Derek, who was standing beside Tori, his face red and feverish, his eyes glinting angrily.
"D-D-Derek…" I whimpered, my eyes wide.
His eyes met mine, fear flashed across his face before uncontrollable anger broke his gaze. He looked back to the man.
"You want me not her, right?" he said, his voice deep.
I tried my hardest to keep from shaking, my legs just barley holding me up. The sun was above the trees, shining into the clearing. It was already early morning.
"Correct," he said, his hand tightening. "But she is my leverage."
Derek's eyes flashed, a scowl crossing his face. "This isn't Pack territory, what are you doing here?"
I felt my heart stop. Pack territory? The Pack? I had guessed this man was a werewolf, but if he was part of the Pack….we were goners. I could almost hear Liam's voice as he described the method they used to rid their territory of outsiders.
"Pack Territory…" the man mused. "How did you know I am part of the Pack?"
"I didn't, but now I do," Derek said, his face still full of anger.
The man chuckled, his laugh vibrating through my back. I bit back a whimper, my teeth digging into my lip.
"Chloe…."
I looked behind Tori, noticing Simon for the first time. His face was distraught, his eyes on me. I glanced back to Derek, keeping my eyes on him.
"Let her go," Derek said slowly.
The man laughed again. I flinched, jerking away from him on an impulse. He gripped my hair and pulled my head back, making my wince.
Tori, who hadn't said anything the whole time, stood up. She was shaking her head and backing up.
"Tori," I pleaded. She could help me, I knew she could.
She kept shaking her head, her eyes wide. I watched as she turned and darted away, running through the woods. Simon didn't even bother to stop her, his eyes on me. If she could get away without hurting herself she would.
"Simon, get Tori." Derek's face was red again, his muscles rippling.
Simon glanced to Derek in surprise, "but…"
Derek said nothing, his command had been spoken, and Simon would follow it. With one last glance at me, Simon headed after Tori.
"See, you let them go…you should let her go." Derek was scratching his arms furiously, shaking his head.
The man frowned. "She's the most important to you here, she's my leverage."
I shook my head. "No…you're wrong."
Simon was Derek's largest concern, not me. Where had he gotten that idea?
Derek grimaced, his face contorting in anger. "Let. Her. Go."
