Thank You to my readers! I would like to thank Raksha Souza for my first review and idea! I had run out of ideas and your suggestion made my brain go into over drive. Ihave split this chapter into 2 parts, so this is part 1 and I will post part 2 soon. I will try and update at least once a week, hopefully I will have time to update twice! Here you guys go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Darkest Powers
Chloe POV
I had been denying my feelings for a few days, saying it wasn't possible, but I finally had to admit it to myself. I like Derek. There, I said it. My stomach went into knots in his presence, my words clogged in my throat when I looked into his green eyes, the rare times he smiled made my heart soar, and I was always stumbling or tripping from nerves when I was around him. Everyone thought I hate him, and I had a right to. He left bruises on my arm at Lyle House and is always shouting at me for something.
I sat on the couch, deep in thought, when Tori bounded into the room. She had been so much happier since we got to the safehouse, because now we have beds and hot showers. She stared at me, and I started to become self-conscious from her stare. I wiggled in my seat. She continued to stare. "What?" I finally snapped. She smirked," Guilty conscience?" I glared at hoisted herself of the low couch and strode out of the room." Dinners ready, by the way." She casually called over her shoulder. Huffing, I got up and followed her to the dining room. She had disappeared through some door. Well, I guess I just need to find the kitchen on my own." Kitchen's that way." I yelped, and spun to find a smirking Derek. He was pointing in the opposite direction to where I was going. My throat clogged. "T-thanks." I mumbled.
We headed to the kitchen, me slightly ahead of him. I walked in to find Simon and Tori staring at us. "What took you so long?" Tori questioned. I blushed, "I got lost." Tori rolled her eyes. I noticed the only two seats where side by side, leaving me sitting next to Derek. My heart leapt into my throat, effectively blocking any words, and my heart picked up speed like a hummingbird. Derek looked at my questioningly. I smiled, it feeling fake on my face. I sat down, and tried to calm my galloping heart. Tori looked at me amused, Simon looked confused, and Derek was shoveling his face full of food. Hey, I just rhymed. I'm a poet and I didn't know it! Ok, back to the story. I blushed, and started cramming my face with food. We ate in silence, Tori sneaking glances my way. I wouldn't meet her eyes, afraid of what I would see there. Tori was been suspicious that night, offering to do this dishes with Simon and letting me choose the movie we watched that night. I had a sneaking suspicion she was planning something
