Hi everyone! What's up? I hope you like this one :) And, just so you know, YES, Andrew IS going to be evil in my story. :)
Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Darkest Powers.
Me: Oh, Derek, oh, oh, Derek, be my boyfriend be my-
Tori: Shut up.
Me: OH, DEREK, OH, OH, DEREK, BE MY BOYFRIEND, BE MY LOVER, BE-
Tori: You. Are. An. Idiot.
Me: OOOOOOOOOOOH, DEREK, OHHHH, OHHHH, DEREK, BE MY LOVE-
Tori: (Throws a sack of sugar on my head).
Tori's POV:
No. Way.
"Andrew?" I gape.
Simon nods, face clouded with anger.
"But he...he's so nice..." Chloe says, struggling to stay calm.
"And there's something else. I think he tried to kill you too." Derek turns to Chloe.
"But Liam shot me," Chloe looks at him.
He shook his head. "The bullet that Liam supposedly shot you with matched the one that Andrew tried to kill Tori with."
"So...you're saying Liam got framed?" I say, still trying to make sense of all this.
"But that doesn't make sense. Why would Liam admit to something he didn't do?" Chloe asks.
"He didn't necessarily admit it. He just didn't deny it," Derek replies.
"Maybe Liam got paid," I mumble to myself. All eyes fell on me.
"What?" Simon says.
"Maybe Andrew paid Liam to bury the bullet and pretend he did it," I say.
"Could be," Derek grumbles.
"But do you really think Liam would risk his life for a couple of dollars?" Chloe glances at me.
"It doesn't just have to be money. It could be something else." I scratch my arm.
"Like the promise of Liam and Ramon getting to keep Derek's body for the pack?" Chloe suggests.
A look of pain stamped across Derek's face for a brief second, before it returned to his usual scowl.
"So Liam risked his life just to get Derek's body to the pack?" Simon shakes his head, clearly disgusted by Liam and Andrew.
"But he didn't think he wasn't going to kill Derek, because it was two adult werewolves versus one teenage werewolf. I mean, hard to believe that they wouldn't win, right?" I say.
"Makes sense," Simon agrees.
"Great. Andrew, the guy that supposedly wanted to do everything in his will power to keep us safe, is trying to kill us." Chloe sighs and buries her face in her hands.
"Now what?" I ask.
"Now we run," Derek replies.
Chloe's POV:
I sat on the bed cross-legged and stared out the window. I started to twirl my wet hair. I had just finished taking a shower a few minutes ago and just finished packing for our run a second ago. I sigh. No more showers. No more warm, comfy beds. No more delicious, hot food. No more clean water. No more rest. No more-
"Chloe?"
I turn to see Derek standing there, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. His hair was wet and glistening.
"Finished showering?" I ask. He nods. I pat my bed. He walks over and sits.
"How are you doing?" he asks.
I look at him in confusion. "Um, fine, I guess."
"Oh." He averts his gaze.
"Something bugging you?" I ask.
"No..."
I roll my eyes at his fail to lie.
"Seriously. What's wrong?"
"I-" he pauses. "It's just...I don't want to go on the run again."
"Me, too."
"But that's not the only reason. I trusted Andrew. And he's trying to kill us? I mean, who-"
He stopped and turned slowly to face the window.
"What?" I ask.
His eyes widened and he pushed me off the bed, causing me to fall face-first on the floor.
"What're you-?" My words cut short by a loud gunshot. I heard Derek squirming around.
I scramble up.
I look at Derek. "Who'd he shoot-?"
But right when Derek looked at me, I knew the answer.
He fell to his knees and breathed in and out. Blood was spewing from his stomach.
I gasp.
"TORI! SIMON! GET IN HERE!" I shout, panic soaring through me.
They both ran in.
"Who'd that jerk shoot now?" Tori asks.
I point at Derek and crouch beside him as he drops on the floor, breathing getting fainter and fainter by the second.
"WHAT DO WE DO?" I yell, completely overwhelmed by everything that was going on. Next he'd shoot Simon. I can't believe I trusted him! That son of a-
Simon had the first aid kit in hand. He sat beside Derek and started to fix him up. He looked so calm. I'm sure he wasn't, though. He'd freaked about Tori. Of course he'd freak about Derek. But obviously, since he's the only sane one here, he had to be the one remaining calm while me and Tori scream.
"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY-"
"SHUT UP, SAUNDERS!" Tori shouts.
I shiver. What if Derek dies?
My whole body filled with dread.
What if he doesn't make it? How would I live without him? I can't live without him. I can't-
I look at Derek. Something about him...the way his head was cocked, the way his body was completely relaxed, his face in complete bliss, made me feel...odd.
Was this what he wanted? To...die?
"HE'S ALIVE!" Simon sighs in relief.
Instantly Derek's face scrunches in pain and his body goes rigid.
And fear pours into my own body.
He wanted to die. He wanted to be gone forever.
I swallow hard, relief and sadness washing through me.
Simon pats his brother's back and whispers something in his ear, than walks out. Tori gives him a one-arm hug, tears sliding down her face. She left.
I stood there. Just staring.
Tears poured down my cheeks, but I didn't move. I didn't make a sound. I just stare at him. The love of my life, my mate, my heart, my everything...wanted to die.
"We have to talk," I manage to choke out, thought it came out more as a whisper.
He opened his eyes slowly and looked at me.
When he sees the pain in my face, he nods and struggles to stand up. I offer a hand. He gladly accepts it and I help hoist him up (though I barely did anything, I'm took weak).
I sit on the bed and he sits beside me.
"Derek," I croak.
"Yes?" he replies, voice odd and raspy.
"Um, well...when you were dying-"
"That's it? No 'are you okay'?" He laughs, and it was clear as day he was just joking, but that didn't keep me from snapping, "Listen to me!"
His smile vanishes, replaced by a look of hurt.
"What do you want?" he asks coldly. He sounded angry, but his eyes, his eyes were filled with sadness.
"As I was saying, when you were dying you looked somewhat...happy."
His sadness immediately washes away and he stands up, anger taking over.
"That's none of your business!" he shoots at me.
I frown and stand up as well, equally as angry as him.
"ACTUALLY, it is my business! We're together, Derek, so you wanting to DIE counts as something you're supposed to tell me!"
"I don't care! And you don't care either!"
"What the hell do you mean?"
"You don't give a crap that I was dying! You didn't do anything, let alone ask if I was okay! So what if I wanted to? So what if I want to get the hell away from all this! Admit it, Chloe, you don't give a rat's ass if I was dead or alive! You just started asking these stupid questions!"
"Are you kidding me? Maybe I asked because I was worried! Maybe I asked because if you did want to die, I would want to change all of it, make it okay for you! I can't believe you're stupid enough to think that I don't care! You're my mate, Derek! How could I not care?"
"Not anymore," he croaks.
"What?"
"Maybe we're mates, Chloe. Maybe we're not. But it doesn't matter anymore. It's not going to...work out."
"Are you..." I gasp. "Are you dumping me?"
"No. I'm taking a break. I'm leaving. Going off to find..." he shakes his head, anger and sadness and pain mixing in his eyes.
"You are so not going off alone like that! You could get hurt!"
"I don't care," he snaps. "I'm leaving. And you can't stop me."
"But you're my-"
"No. No I'm not."
And with that, he walks out, slamming the door behind him.
I gape after him.
Than I break down and cry. Bursting into unusual sobs while choking out his name over and over again.
He left me. I can't believe he left me.
We're mates. It doesn't matter what he thinks. We. Are. Mates.
Derek Souza is my mate.
I hear the front door slam shut from downstairs, and I scramble up to see him walking to the direction of the forest. I grab a jacket and wipe my eyes with my sleeves, determined to follow him.
I was wrong. He almost died, and right away I started accusing him of wanted to be dead. I didn't even ask if he was okay. I didn't comfort him. I betrayed him. I sprinted downstairs and ran out the front door, follow his large footsteps as rain poured down.
Derek's POV:
I made my way towards the forest. Anger and dread soared through me, and it took everything I had to just walk out on her like that.
Chloe.
Chloe Saunders.
I loved her more than she could ever know. When I was dying, I was thinking of her. That's why I was so happy. Her thought could fill me with joy, even at the hour of my death. But I didn't tell her that. I lied. I made her think that I wanted to die.
Do I?
I shook my head sharply.
No. Of course not. That would mean being away from Chloe. She could see mea nd I could see her, but...I wouldn't be able to make physical contact.
That was more than I could bear.
I continued to walk, heavy rain pouring down on me. I was soaking wet. I wish I could go back. I seriously wish I had the guts to turn back around, go back to the house, see Chloe, give her a hug, apologize, and-
"Derek?"
I turn around. My gaze softened when I saw who it was.
Chloe.
Chloe, soaking wet, soft baby blue eyes filled with sadness and regret, hair clinging to her body, her face, looking so perfect, so small and vulnerable-
"Derek. I'm sorry," she whispers softly, and I couldn't tell if she was crying or not.
Seeing her like that caused my eyes to go red, and I blinked back tears.
Whoa.
I never cried. Not ever.
Yet all it took was a sad gaze from the world's most beautiful girl who was all mine, to get tears out of my eyes.
Chloe must've seen my eyes, because she ran to me, tackling me in a hug. We both fell.
She trailed warm kisses from my neck to my cheeks, my nose and my collarbone. I moaned.
She broke away, but only for a second, before slamming her lips onto mine. She slid her tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I gladly let her in.
Every time she kissed me sparks would fly. Electricity would jolt through my body.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer, our bodies pressing together. Chloe had a fistful of my hair. She pulled away and tugged off my jacket, leaving me in a t-shirt. She rested her head on my chest, than, hesitating, she pulled off my t-shirt, too. Than she kissed me again, slowly but filled with love and passion.
I pull away and our gazes locked.
I sit up, pulling her onto my lap.
She wraps her arms around my neck and presses herself even closer to me.
"I'm sor-" she begins.
"No. I'm sorry. You were just worried about me. By the way, I don't want to die. Want to know why I was so happy when I was dying?" I wrap my arms around her.
She nods.
"Because I was thinking about you," I whisper.
Her eyes filled with tears.
"Want to know why I love life?" she asks.
I nod.
"Because I love you."
That caused my eyes to fill with tears.
"Really?" I say. "You really mean that?"
Chloe nods and hugs me. When she sees a tear rolling down my cheek, she wipes it off with her thumb.
"Don't cry," she mumbles. "Please don't cry. I don't want you to cry."
"I-I'm...not?" I say, wincing playfully when she laughs.
"You are a terrible liar, you know that?"
"Yeah. I know. One of my many flaws."
Her face went serious. "You don't have any flaws. You're perfect."
"Chloe, I-"
She shuts me up by kissing me passionately, pouring all her love into it.
She pulls away.
"You are absolutely perfect. Don't ever think otherwise," she says with a stern look.
Man, I can't believe anyone this smart, beautiful, strong and amazingly awesome would love me...
"You," I point at her. "Are all mine. And you know what? No one else can have you."
"Yes, Derek, I know. And you're all mine," she replies, laughing and kissing me again.
"UM, HELLO? CAN YOU GUYS GET A ROOM?"
We break apart and look up to see Tori looming down on us.
"Ugh. You guys are...ew." She shakes her head.
I look behind her to find Simon on the floor, laughing uncontrollably.
"Dude," he chokes between laughter. "You know you're shirtless and everyone can see you guys?"
Chloe blushes, but I just chuckle. I pick her up bridal-style and carry her back to the house.
I lay her down on her bed and kiss her forehead.
"Sleep," I order, but before I could leave she grabs my neck and pulls me down for a brief kiss.
I kiss her cheek and say, "Good-night," before walking out.
She is so amazing.
M'kay! Long, right? I hope you all like this chapter! By the way, thanks for all the reviews! I love you all! Next chapter will be (hopefully) up soon... :)