HEEEEEY PEOPLEEEEEEEES!

Sorry, I'm a little hyper… I ate a whole pack of chocolate cookies, and all the energy wants to get out, but I promised myself to post this story today, so I had to finish.

HEEEEEEEEEEEERE IT IS!

As the title says, this chapter is about…. -drum rolls- Mariah.

Not like the others, I do own that character -_-

Know what, just read and REVIEW

"Alice, honey, everything will be alright, okay?" I said.

She wiped her eyes and yawned.

"You're tired, aren't you?" she nodded. "Why don't you go sleep, okay? Do you want to sleep in Tori's room, or mine, or Lauren's…?"

She pointed at Derek.

"I guess I'm stuck with you then," Simon said to Tori.

"Thanks for the compliment, I'm very happy with you as my roommate as well." She said in defence.

"You're welcome." And with that, the conversation was done.

"Let's go get you into bed then," Derek said to Alice. She nodded.

"Thank you." I whispered to Derek.

"No thank you." He said. I gave him a quick kiss on his lips.

"Good night." I said to him, and to Alice: "Just try to sleep, okay? Good night." I gave her a kiss on her forehead. She hugged me. "I want to stay with you and Derek." She whispered. That was probably going to happen anyway, since I wouldn't leave her behind, and I doubted anyone of us would do that.

Everyone went to his room. When I came to my room, I noticed the door was closed. I swear I left it open… I hesitated, should I knock on the door? What if I would wake my dad… But I didn't want to bother the other ones either. So I knocked on the door, and my dad opened not much later.

"Thank God, there you are." He said. "Where were you?"

"Alice couldn't sleep, I had to calm her down."

He nodded. "Come in."

I went back to bed, but I couldn't sleep, though I was really tired. I thought about Derek. We still hadn't gone on a date yet. Where would he take me?

"Chloe!" someone whispered. I looked around, but saw nothing. "Chloe!" another whisper. This time I saw a woman, Mariah. "Oh hey, I didn't see you."

"Chloe, how's Alice?" she asked. "I swear, I didn't know… I wouldn't have sent you to Houston if I knew this, I swear."

"I know." I said. "Alice is confused, I think, she doesn't know you are… you know, she can still see you, and now the same with her dad."

She started to cry. "I-I should have been more careful…" she shook her head.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"When I was 16, I started seeing ghosts for the first time." She said. "I had no idea what it was, I was adopted, so my parents didn't know what to do. They took me to the hospital, where they said I was schizophrenic." I gasped.

"S-schizophrenic?" I asked. She nodded.

"They made me go to some house, that's when I met Tom, a werewolf. We escaped from Samuel's House," another gasp.

"Samuel, as in Samuel Lyle?"

"Yes, how do you know?" she said.

I sighed. "I was sent to Lyle House. I will tell you later, but I think your story is important to me." She nodded.

"Do you believe in destiny?" she asked.

"I don't know, I used to not believe in destiny, but I'm starting to believe it more and more everyday."

"I think it's my destiny to warn you, though I'm not sure where I need to warn you for yet." She said. Then she continued her story. "So we escaped, and when I was 19, I got pregnant. I thought we were safe, but when my baby and I were still in the hospital, later I realized it was a very strange hospital, I was their only patient, and there was just something that didn't feel right, when I was there, they found us, and took him away…"

"Who took Derek?" I whispered. She looked at me, but continued.

"Some scientists, they called themselves Thomas' Group." She said.

"Thomas Edison… The Edison Group…" I said. She nodded,

"I've heard that name before. I was still in the hospital for some research, and when I was allowed to go home, they said that my parents had already taken Derek away, I thought it was strange, but it was all I knew. When I went home, my parents had no idea. I searched for my little boy everywhere, but of course I couldn't find him. From the year after that I can't remember much anymore. I know I wasn't much fun to be around. I cried a lot, and I had terrible mood swings. At last Tom couldn't take it anymore and left." Her eyes had gone unreadable and she was staring to the wall as she spoke.

"More then ten years later, when Alice was five months old, I received a letter from some dr. Davidoff, the manager of T.E.G." The Edison Group… "He said he knew where Derek was, and that he was fine, but I couldn't see him. He also said that he knew I had a daughter, and he would like to take her into his trial, but he wouldn't force me. Of course I wouldn't let him do that. I had a feeling they wouldn't take that as an answer. I figured my son would be twelve, old enough to be able to tell me what he knew. So I hired a detective to search someone named Derek Souza. He only found a T. Souza in the archive of a graveyard… It's probably Tom, but I didn't look that up. I was more interested in another name my detective had found; Derek Brown, age 12, in a school register. No mother, and his father was described as K. Bae. It took me a month to realize where I had heard that name before. When I was in the hospital there was one man, who came in one day, for a research. I thought his name was Christopher, but my doctor, dr. Fellows, called him Kit.

I couldn't leave Alice, or take her with me. So I called Kit. He helped me a lot. He knew someone who could let me change my name, and we moved to Houston. I was planning to visit them, when it was all over, but as you can see, I never managed to make that trip."

Wow, that sure was something. I had felt a little hate sometimes before, for the woman who gave Derek away. But now, after this story, how could I blame her? She did everything she could. She was lied to. I felt so sorry for her.

There was one more question left for me to ask. I didn't want to. I didn't want to bother her with asking her for another story, one that wasn't going to be easy to tell, that was for sure. But I had to ask.

"How did you die?" I whispered.

She blinked and looked at me. "Car crash." She said. "Mark was driving, and Alice was in the backseat. It was dark, and we hit another driver. I died instantly. Luckily Alice and Mark were okay, but I was on the side that hit the wall. The other car drove away not much later and was never found." I gasped. I was starting to see the similarity with my own life now, and I was starting to get the feeling this was what she needed to warn me for. It would be hard to sleep after this story.