Chapter 9
I stumble on my own two feet as I was shoved to walk faster, by one of the two hunters who were walking behind me. Let's call them Tom and Jerry, shall we. The hallway was dark, only being lighted by a couple of small lights that barely eliminated my way. I didn't know where I was, and I could barely see where I was going.
The last thing I saw was the outside of my house before getting a black pillow case thrown over my head – a dirty one may I add. It was reeking! Just thinking about it makes me want to gag all over again. Gross! So yeah, they covered my eyes and now I had no idea where exactly I was. The place must have been undergrounds though, seeming as there weren't any windows or sores of outdoor light.
I couldn't defend myself because those smart ass hunters knew what I was so they trapped me and forced some kind of bracelet onto my hand, which blocked all my powers. For them to be able to make an object that powerful they would have needed the help of another witch. At first I didn't know what the bracelet was for, until I used my magic and felt it draining my energy. I was useless, because fighting moves I had them, but they were too advanced for me.
One of the hunters, Jerry, walked passed me and stopped in front of a heavy looking door. He pushed it open while the other one, Tom, pushed me into the room. I quickly cover my face as I fall face first on the ground, groaning lowly. My head snapped up towards the one who pushed me and I narrowed my eyes at him. A small smirk formed in the corner of his lips as he winked down at me, not showing any remorse whatsoever.
"Kimberly, I'm so glad you could join us," Kate said sounding way too friendly for my taste.
"Well I didn't have much of a choice," I spat at her.
"Oh well…" she simply shrugged her shoulders and turned her attention to the two hunters behind me. Without sending me another glance she stepped over me and approached the two men, who suddenly seemed nervous.
A sound came from a corner in the room and I quickly turned to see what it was. By now my eyes had gotten used to the dark and I could tell things apart. My hazel brown eyes widened in shock, not able to believe what they were seeing. The wall on my right hand had a male figure chained to it. There was only one man that I knew of with such an amazing physique and that's Derek Hale.
He stared right back at me, his feathers seemed tense, tired, worried and… feared? What could he be afraid of? The one thing I was certain of was that my eyes mirrored his exact emotions. I felt fear and anger for the most part.
I was afraid because I had no idea what they had been doing to him down here, or what they still had in mind. Was he okay? Did they hurt him? How long has he been here? My mind swirled with questions. Questions I most certainly wouldn't be getting any answers to any time soon.
I was angry towards my mother, father and the hunters. I wanted them to pay for what they were doing to Derek and I. How dare they drag me down here against my will?
Looking at him made a bunch of memories pop up in my mind; memories that I couldn't keep away. Our last conversation pushed its way back into my mind, occupying it completely. I frowned inwardly. I couldn't forget his words no matter how hard I tried. It was irritating and at the same time confusing. I had tried everything in my power to forget them but it was useless.
Flashback… 2 days ago
After seeing most of the lacrosse players leave the boy's locker room, I rushed in wanting to congratulate Scott, the co-captain. We won tonight, which means that we are in the semi-finals.
"Scott?" I said as I walked in with one hand covering my eyes.
"Are you decent?" I questioned while peaking through my eyelashes and slightly parted fingers.
"Kim!" he squealed like a little girl and tightened his grip on the towel that hung dangerously low on his lower body.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh please, it's nothing I haven't seen before."
He gave me a weird look but decided on not outing his thoughts. Good!
"Though as your friend I feel like I need to tell you this… Please, work on that chicken chest of yours." I teased playfully.
He narrowed his eyes at me, "hey! I worked hard for this…" He trailed off as he slid his hand down his somewhat muscular chest.
"Hmm… sure you have," I mumbled and placed my hands on my hips as I looked around the locker room with a raised brow. I got a weird vibe but shrugged it off. "So where's Stiles? Wasn't he supposed to play today?" I asked, finally looking at him again.
Just as he was about to answer my question the lights were turned off. My eyes widened out of fear. "What's happening?"
I've been on edge ever since the day I almost got attacked by the Alpha. I didn't want to be frightened but I just couldn't help it. I sometimes still see his animalistic face; those large canines, his red eyes and his sharp claws when I close my eyes. To be honest I hated feeling so utterly weak.
Scott checked the switch, he flicked it up but nothing happened. I stayed close behind him as he turned towards the showers, after seeing a ball roll around. I picked it up with shaking hands and continued to walk close behind him. I hadn't realized he stopped walking so I bumped into him, dropping the ball in the progress. I stumble back and grab hold on his arm to balance myself once again.
Regaining my composure, I look up at Scott to see him staring straight ahead. Me being curious reached up on my tiptoes and peaked over his shoulder to see a male figure standing a couple of feet away. Derek wore his usual attire, which consisted of dark jeans, a black shirt and to finish it of his black leather jacket.
"Derek!" A smile formed on my lips as I took all of him in. Though, he seemed more tense and serious than ever before.
"Thank god! Where have you been? Do you have any idea what's been going on?" Scott asked, taking a few steps towards Derek. Derek didn't say anything. He had a bored look and seemed to be looking at something behind us.
Confusion clouded my brain as I turned around, wondering what could possibly be more important than answering us.
There was a man standing right behind me with a lacrosse stick in his hands. He also wore black clothing and seemed awfully familiar. He stared at the stick, so I couldn't see his full face; though something was telling me to run. Run fast and don't look back.
"I really don't get lacrosse," the stranger spoke, causing chills to run down my spine. The bad kind…
My eyes widened with recognition. "It's you…" I whispered to no one in particular and slowly took a step back. I felt like I was way too close to this man, the Alpha.
"When I was in high school we played basketball. Now, that's a real sport," he continued on with a small evil smile plastered on his face.
Scott had his mouth wide open as he kept shifting his gaze from the killer to Derek, not quite sure where to look at. He was clearly in shock and so was I. I on the other hand didn't dare loose eye contact with him, afraid that he might attack once I wasn't looking. Hell, I didn't even dare blink. The last time I did I barely got away in one piece.
The monster continued to gaze at the stick, observing it from every angle. "Still I read somewhere that lacrosse comes from Native American tribes and they played it to resolve conflicts,"
After that he mumbled something that I couldn't quite understand. By now my heartbeat was pounding against my chest, and I was sure that even a human could hear it if they listened carefully. My palms were getting sweaty and I think they were even shaking a little bit.
"I have a conflict of my own to resolve, Scott," He placed the stick against a wall before focusing his attention back to us. "But I need your help to do it."
"I'm not helping you kill people!" Scott said, glaring at him.
"Well I don't wanna kill all of them, just the responsible ones," He informed. "And that doesn't have to include…" He looked questionably at Derek, wordlessly asking him to fill in.
"…Allison," He said glancing at Scott and me.
"W-what… You're on his side?" I hadn't realized at first that I had spoken till everyone's eyes were on me. I couldn't believe that Derek had teamed up with a killer, the person who tried to turn me against my will, the person who had killed so many innocent people. And the same person who almost had him killed just a couple of days back.
"Are you forgetting the part he almost killed your sister?!" Scott yelled at Derek as he pointed at the psychotic Alpha.
"It was a mistake, it happens" Derek said calmly, as if what was happening wasn't a big deal.
"Even part where he tried to attack me? Because I'm sure he would have if I hadn't slapped him" I explained to him. His eyes widened slightly, and he glared at Peter.
"You attacked her?" Derek growled at Peter.
"Hey, calm down. I didn't know she belonged to you at the time and I was suspicious of her. I knew she was hiding something so I followed her around a little bit. Did you know that little Kim here is a witch?" he spoke with his hands held up like he was surrendering
"BELONG?! I'm not an object that can be owned by someone!" I snapped.
"Derek, you haven't told her?"
"Tell me what?" I asked, looking at Derek and at Peter. They exchanged a look but Derek stayed quiet.
"Kim, you're Derek's mate," he said, enjoying this way too much.
My eyes were wide, and my heart seemed to be pounding faster now. I wasn't as shocked as I should have been; it was like a part of me… deep, deep, inside me, knew that it was true. I looked at Derek with a raised brow.
"The day your eyes changed colors, back in the woods…. Was it then?" I questioned, looking at him.
He simply nodded.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. I, Derek Hale reject you, Kimberly Sanders as my mate. We can't be together. It was wrong of me to think so. You're too young, a child and you're not capable of love. Maybe when you're older…
The fact that you're Kate's daughter makes it even worse, meaning we can't ever be together. She's a hunter and you'll eventually choose their side too. Werewolves and hunter aren't meant to cooperate.
And you lied to me for so long. Trust isn't something easy to earn once you lie to me, because once you lie that is when my trust bond is broken. Lies break my bond of trust and trying to earn it back will be the hardest thing to ever earn because my trust is much harder to earn than the first time around." He spoke with a straight face.
It was like he didn't struggle to out any of those words. It makes me wonder whether we really had something or if I was just another silly girl to him. Maybe all the feelings that I thought was mutual was all in my head. My heart shattered right on the spot; broken into itty-bitty pieces. So small that it would take forever to fix, and yet when fixed you will forever see the scars in it.
His face showed nothing, no emotion whatsoever. His eyes were cold, not the usual warm and caring that they once were. Was it really this easy for him to break up with me?
I felt myself being wrapped in warmness as anger clouded my brain. I wasn't going to show any weakness in front of him, not ever again. I wasn't going to beg for him to take me back and I wasn't going to break down in front of him and Peter. Derek Hale, just remember that two can play the game.
"Fine, if this is how you want things to be then so be it! I thought you were different, but I was clearly wrong. I should have listened when they told me to stay away from you! You're nothing but trouble.
You know what… I curse the day we met! And I take everything back!" I snapped at him.
End of flashback….
I got pulled out of my thoughts by the heavy door behind me being slammed close. How long have I been lost in thought? I shook my head and slowly got up from the floor, knowing that the real torture was about to begin. I look around me, noticing that both Tom and Jerry left.
"Why am I here?" I asked, cocking my brow up at Kate.
"You're here simply because Derek wasn't cooperating, so I thought he would now that he has some motivation," she said sounding bored as she went through his stuff.
I huffed, "Doubt it."
She looked at me questionably, "Trouble in paradise already?"
"Can we get this going? I've better things to do." I snapped, even though I was lying. If I was at home right now I would be in my room doing nothing but staring at the walls or just lying on my bed, either crying myself to sleep or listening to depressing songs. Heartbreak isn't something I would wish upon anyone, not even my worst enemies.
I took a quick glance at Derek, our eyes meeting for a couple of seconds. He held my gaze and I could see that he was just as miserable as me. He was guilty and yet he seemed to be filled with anger. Looking away from him, I let out a breath that I had no idea that I was holding in.
"Ouch, touchy subject I see…" She remarked with a smirk, glancing at me then back at Derek.
"Alright, let's get down to business… Who's the Alpha?" She asked while I rolled my eyes.
"Come on Derek, he killed your sister." Kate started as she went through his wallet, taking the money out of it and stuffing it into her jean-pocket. "You know, maybe you're not telling me because you wanna kill him yourself or for some reason you're protecting him."
I sighed and sat leaned against a wooden workshop table. I felt exhausted without doing anything. I didn't think it was because of the bracelet because I only had it on for a couple of hours and I've been feeling like this for a week now. I blinked a few times, trying my best to concentrate on what she was on about.
She chuckled as she cupped his face in her left hand while holding a drivers license in the other. "Look at that sour face," she spoke while staring at the license. "I bet you always had people coming up to you saying 'smile more, Derek. Why don't you smile more' don't you just wanna kick those people in the face?" She continued on, turning around to look at me. I bet she was wondering why I looked so out of it?
"I can think of one," Derek said with venom in his tone of voice.
This seemed to have spiked Kate's attention. She turned around with an evil glint in her eyes, "Promise? Because if I thought you would be that much fun, I'd let you go."
She kept on ramble about stuff as she went through a phone, she found in Derek's jacket.
"Are you going to torture me or are you just going to talk me to death?" Derek questioned looking tired and frustrated.
"Oh, sweetie, I don't want to torture you. I just want to catch up," She giggled creepily. Catch up? They knew each other from before?
I looked at Derek with a raised brow, failing to read his expression.
"Remember all the fun we had together?" She continued.
"Oh, you mean the time you burned my family alive?" He asked through gritted teeth. What?! She did that? No wonder he hates me with passion.
She laughed, "No, I was thinking more about the hot, crazy sex we had."
WHAT THE F*CK!
Clenching my fists, I let out an inhuman growl as she stood in front of him, though she didn't seem to have heard it.
"But the fire thing, yeah that was fun too!" She said excitedly while Derek struggled against his chains, in attempt to attack her. She cackled maniacally.
By now their faces were just inches apart as she stared into each other's eyes, "I love how much you hate me," she whispered.
My knuckles were white as I stared at them with anger.
"Do you remember how this felt?" She asked as she kneeled a little so she was faced with his muscular chest. She gazed up at him as she parted her lips, licking from below his navel to his upper chest.
Derek growled loudly, making the room shake a little bit. His canines had come out and he stared furiously down at her as she laughed. "Sweetheart I really don't want to torture you,"
The small lights that barely lighted up the room started to flicker repeatedly, indicating my anger. By now I only saw red, and the room started to shake more, as if it was an earthquake. The bracelet that was still on my wrist started to glow as it heated up, observing all my power as it burned my wrist.
A loud cry escaped past my lips as I hovered over the table, holding my wrist with my eyes filled with tears; tears that threatened to spill against my own will.
"You're more powerful than we thought," I heard Kate's voice right behind me.
I didn't even bother to look at her, the bracelet had stopped glowing but my wrist was still burned and stinging. I felt nauseas and a light pain in my stomach; like cramps. I took a deep breath and turned around, doubled over as I threw up everything that I had eaten before being kidnapped. I hadn't realized that the content of my stomach was spilled on Kate's shoes until she groaned annoyed and rushed out of the room, yelling "Gross!"
Derek chuckled lightly but looked at me worried. "Are you alright?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"Yes, just peachy," I whispered after wiping my mouth with the back of my shirt and making my way to an old couch in the corner of the room.
"You don't look like it," he informed me.
"Don't pretend you care," I spat as I curled up on the couch, brining my knees up and wrapping my arms around them. My head was heavy so I rested it against the couch and closed my eyes. Darkness overtook me, but not before hearing Derek say, "I don't need to pretend. I love you and I will never stop loving you,"
*Hides behind my chair* Don't kill me just yet. It isn't entirely over for Derek and Kim... Don't forget to review. The more reviews the faster I update.
