A/N: Okay, okay! So I told you I was extra busy But I got this up just for you people! This chapter is extra long, like 8 ½ pages on notebook paper. But this is your gift, because, sadly, I wont be able to update for a while. With track and orchestra, and all my PreAP classes, that's a lot for one girl to take in! Plus chores and Facebook…Yeah. But anyways all this was done in study hall everyday… so I'll try to do that again… the chapters might get longer! But anyways… please read and review and I shall work harder and the chapter may be written in the next week(: I'll work for you people!
It may change ratings, because I'm paranoid and the next chapter gets a little steamy. Already written half! Go me!
Disclaimer: None of it is mine… sooooo sad!
CPOV
Well, that was a bust! That date with Jacob was the worst date I've ever had. First of all, he didn't even know it was a date, we were two friends going to see a movie. What. The. Fuck? I mean, it was only awkward in my part, because it wasn't like I was going to tell him what I thought and ruin our night… We sat through a romantic comedy, critiquing every mistake, every mishap, that the director might have made. And the worst part of it all? I kept thinking about Derek and that dang kiss!
All in all, it was a nice outing with a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. When he brought me home, he ruffled my hair- like a small child! This definitely did not go as planned.
And to top it all off, when I got inside of my apartment, there was Simon, looking at me sternly, his body stiff.
This was sooo not a good sign.
"Hey, Simon. How'd you get in?" Yeah, that's right, play it cool.
' I used the key that you gave me when you first moved in.' he said, through clenched teeth.
Okay then….. "And what are you doing here?" That sounded rude. "I mean, it's great to see you and all… but usually when people decide to come over they'll give the person a call. Not that I'm not happy you're here… because I am!" I added, getting a little nervous. Simon was looking at me through slitted eyes and his chest was going up and down rapidly.
" I came here," he said, " to talk to you about Derek." He gave me a knowing look and took a step closer to me.
I put on my best I'm such-an-innocent-blond-girl act together and replied, with my voice ever so sweet, "What about Derek?"
" Chloe, don't play dumb, Tori and I were listening in with a spell. We know what you did."
My smile almost faltered, almost. "Well, what did you hear?''
Simon's face morphed into a mask of rage. " Chloe! How could you do this to him? You know, he's broken up right now? He wont even talk to me. Me his own brother! His best friend!"
I had to wait until his breathing went down to continue. This Simon… it actually scared me. "Simon, how do you think I feel? You know how hurt I was! You were there! You know how betrayed I felt when he just… he just…" I couldn't even get it out. It was too painful. " W-why would you bring him to me? After five years. How did you think I was going to react Simon? Throw a party? Rejoice because oh-so- special Derek is back! Because of course, Derek was waiting for me right? He apparently missed me." By the time I was finished with my rant I was crying, but I didn't know if they were heart- broken tears or tears of pure fury.
This was Simon's fault. He left me alone with Derek even though he knew exactly how I felt! This was to be expected. What did Simon think would happen? I would forgive Derek with just one kiss and would melt into his arms? … Ummmmm, no!
" Chloe, I-"
"Simon, what were you thinking?" I yelled. I had decided that I was extremely angry now.
" Chloe," Simon's voice was soft, "I know what it was like for you… but I also know what it he's been going through. Chloe, he's hurting."
"He doesn't look it," I said, grudgingly.
" You know Derek, he never shows emotion. Sometimes that's a good thing… sometimes it's a bad thing. But Chloe, you know how much he cares-"
" Cared," I interrupted.
Simon glared at me, but otherwise didn't acknowledge that I had interrupted him. "-about you. Why on Earth would you put him in so much pain, huh Chloe?"
" Then tell me Simon. What was Derek doing all this time without me? What's he been up to? Because, Simon, he's the one who broke up with me- not the other way around."
At that, Simon had to look away from me. He was keeping some \thing from me… but I just didn't know what it was.
He cleared his throat and ruffled my now Auburn hair and smiled, "Yes, I remember, but Derek has changed now. Just talk to him, okay? You don't even have to say anything… Just listen to him, please? He paused, putting on his begging face - eyes wide and glistening with his bottom lip slightly jutted out. He looked so adorable! " Please, Chloe? For me?"
Sighing heavily, I said, " fine. But I'm only doing this for you." I punched him in the arm and went to shut the door, I hadn't noticed, I must have left it open in my haste to get this conversation over with.
" So when are you going to talk to my very devastated brother, Miss. Saunders?" He asked while he was causally walking to the kitchen, opening both doors of my black ELECTROLUXX refrigerator. "And what do you have to eat in here anyway? I'm starving!"
"Umm… I think I have some frozen waffles in the freezer… but I'm sure you don't want eat waffles for dinner," I looked at the clock on my matching overhead microwave, "or a midnight snack." I added.
" Anytime is waffle time!" He yelled, pulling out the freezer drawer from my refrigerator.
All I could do was laugh and walk over to him. " I'll talk to him tomorrow…. If I'm in the mood to drive."
"Don't worry, I'll tell him to come here," He said.
"No, Simon! I don't want him here…. Just- just let me do this my way, m'kay?"
Simon sighed and ruffled my hair- just like Jacob had done. " Okay! But that's only because I love you 'sis!"
That struck a nerve- he hadn't called me that since me and Derek had broken up. I thought the name calling had stopped.
He felt me stiffen and shook me, "Gosh! You need to loosen up! Come spend some time with your best friend Simon." He grabbed my hand and walked me towards the couch.
And that's how the rest of my "date" night went: just me, Simon, waffles, and a couple of bad movies, having fun and laughing our ass' off.
And I wouldn't have it any other way…
Last night was fun. Simon and I had talked and caught up all night, and before we knew it, the clock read Five twenty-six A.M. Simon slept on my couch and I went into my bedroom to sleep.
When I woke up in the late afternoon, Simon, who was sprawled out on my couch, mouth hanging wide open, drool staining my red cashmere couch, was snoring up a storm. I walked over and poked him in the back…
Nothing.
I gave him another shove and he just made a mumbling noise in the back of his throat, and slapped me on my knee. That was it! I picked up a pillow, jumped on top of his back, and laid the pillow on his neck. Next, I put my, um, deri ere on his neck and put my full weight on the pillow, smothering him. With a loud gasp, Simon threw me off of him and jumped off the couch. Like it had electrocuted him. Well, he was awake.
" What the hell Chloe?" he screamed, voice about two octaves too high.
"Well, I'm glad you're up," ignoring his question. Smart, Chloe, smart. " it's Four P.M. and I'm pretty sure Tori and them are worrying about you."
" yeah, I'll call 'em later, but I kinda need a ride home." he said, quite sheepishly.
"Simon!"
" I'm sorry! But Tori wont trust me with her car. Not after last time…"
"Simon, this was planned. This is just a ploy to get me to talk to him." I was now glaring at him profusely.
"Chloe, this is a real issue. You're way too suspicious. Seriously. I just need a ride to Tori's house, please?" Simon + pleading face= me not being able to refuse.
That's why two and a half hours later, I'm sitting in the front of Tori's house, debating on whether to go in or not.
" Chloe, it's okay. Come on, lets just go inside," Simon said, grabbing my hand a and pulling me towards the door.
I let him lead me into the house, sending nervous glances in every direction but his direction.
" Hey, bro. Where's Tori?" Simon asked, as if he didn't feel the tension within the room.
"She's in the back, I think she's about to go to Wal-Mart or something." Derek's voice was strained, like he'd been crying or something But that was absurd, Derek never cried, he was never out of control.
" Okay1 We need stuff anyway, I need to catch up to her." Simon said, trying to let go of my hand, but I held on.
" Simon, I-"
"I'll be back soon. Love you!" and with a kiss on the cheek, he strategically dropped my hand and ran off in the other direction.
Damn him! Damn them all! I knew this was going to happen. I should have made him walk home! But now I'm stuck here. With Derek. The object of my obsession. The man I lov-hated! The man I hated!
Might as well get this over with. Crossing my arms and walking towards him, feeling my powers boil along with my anger, I said, "Hi, Derek."
He just grunted, scowling at the ground.
"Look, I don't want to be rude and I really don't want small talk. I just want you to explain. I want to know everything from the break up until the present. And if you wont give me that, there's no need in me being here." No stuttering, but my voice broke at least four times. Must be nervous.
While I was talking, some hair had fallen into my eyes, and before I could reach up and get it out, Derek lifted his hand to my face and brushed it to the side. As soon as his fingers touched my skin, I flinched away, not wanting to succumb to his touch.
His fingers were so soft…. So soft and light, and caring, and- SHUT UP INNER VOICE!
Shaking my head and stepping back a few steps, I said, " NO! none of that! I came here to talk. And no touching!"
He had taken his hand back, a hurt expression passing over his face. He didn't even cover it up! The bastard.
After a while of just gawking at me, Derek finally opened his mouth and spoke.
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