The Reckoning By 331
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This is what happens after the Awakening by Kelley Armstrong
I do not own anything and it all belongs to Kelley Armstrong. I am just using her characters and adding a few of my own.
Chloe's POV
WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?!?!?! he was kissing me really hard, and I practically fell back against the chair, but then I realized leaning back while sitting side ways on a no arm rest dining chair was not smart. I shrieked muffledly (guy on my face!!) and lashed out at him and I think I hit his elbow, which jammed my fingers together making me muffle shriek all the louder. I fell back into Derek's lap and Joey ended up kissing my boobs. I heard a growl somewhere above me and then I was flying. I landed in Simon's lap behind Derek just in time to see him shove Joey into the wall. He hit head first and landed on the floor with blood coming out of a large gash across his forehead (cussing loudly the whole time). I would have been more worried about him if I hadn't just then got the aftermath of what his tongue tasted like, and I ran out of there into the bathroom and threw up in the sink(I didn't quite make it to the toilet). I heard muffled gasps and mumbled apologies from Derek and people screaming at each other. I believe I heard Shane say we probably should have put a muzzle on Joey before we let him loose. I retched again, this time making it to the toilet. Simon came in and saw me on the floor next to it.
"Are you okay?!?!" He sat down next to me and rubbed my back as I threw up again. I had a flashback from being with Derek during his changes, and suddenly felt that it should be Derek who was sitting here consoling me, not Simon. I wiped my mouth and nodded.
"I'm okay now. Wow his mouth is gross. If he kisses girls like that on a regular basis, he should know about oral hygiene." Simon laughed, and smiled at me, still rubbing my back. How he managed to do that while sitting next to a bowl of puke, I'll never know.
"What happened after I left?"
"Oh, well, Joey got up screaming at Derek for ruining his moment and gashing his head, and kicked him in the stomach, and then Derek punched him in the face and now he thinks his nose is broken. Every else was screaming at them to stop cuz' they were being idiots, and then Sarah healed his nose. She couldn't stop the blood though, so his face is now entirely red and dripping, including the fact he's also red from puffing up at Derek with his giant ego. The adults came back and separated them and made Derek apologize, and then told Joey to apologize to you without kissing you when you were done in here." I nodded thoughtfully, even though I clearly had nothing to be thoughtful about.
Simon continued to rub my back for a minute, which I successfully got through without throwing up again.
"Hey, could you go get Derek? I want to talk to him." He looked a little hurt, but then smiled. He got up to go.
"Hey Simon?" He stopped.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
"No problem," he said, and left. I waited on the floor, and heard Simon calling Derek. He came in while I was examining the monogrammed towels.
"Hey," I looked up. In contrast to my imaginings of Joey covered in blood, Derek didn't have a scratch on him. He actually looked like he had just gotten off the couch from watching TV, or just finished lying in a sunny meadow, or something that doesn't take up energy or make you look bad. I had flushed the toilet to get the smell out of the room, but then I remembered the sink. Derek apparently saw it, and started washing it out.
"You don't have to--"
"I got it, you just sit there and not throw up," He grabbed the little waste basket and started scraping it out with a paper towel. Then he rinsed the sink and took the waste basket out somewhere, then came back in with vanilla scented febreeze. He sprayed some around, and then leaned up against the linen closet. We just sat for a sec while he stared at me and I stared at my feet, which is hard when all you can see is your knees in the fetal position.
" So, you, uh, wanted to talk to me?" I looked up.
"Uh, yeah, um, thanks for, uh, getting him off me earlier."
"Your welcome,"
"Is he okay?"
"Why would you care? He try to molest you!!" He snapped. I shrunk down and tried to hide behind the toilet. His look softened, and I saw something in his eyes I haven't seen there before.
"I sorry, it's just.........that was really uncalled for, and no one should just come up and kiss someone they don't even know, its just wrong, and weird and......ugh, it just really irked me." He kicked the cupboard under the sink, and I came out from behind the toilet.
Was Derek jealous?!!? Derek?!?!?!
"It's okay, I definitely didn't like it either. His mouth tasted like crap, and I should know, having my head in the toilet for the last 20 minutes." He looked like he was calming down. Weird that he was the one overreacting to something a freaky guy did to me. But then, it was Derek, and he overreacted to most things.
"Are you okay?" He grabbed my hand. I started sweating.
"Yeah, I'm fine now," I smiled, and he seemed calmer. He looked at me for a minute, then dropped my hand and left. I followed him back into the kitchen.
When I came in, everyone was staring. A small couch and a TV were in a nook next to the dining area, and that's where most of the people were. Joey was sitting by himself sulking with his forehead wrapped up. He was watching the TV from a distance. The adults were sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen, and the twins were coloring on the floor in the middle of the room. They were dark skinned with beaded braids, and brown eyes, and were wearing pink and purple jumpers with blue tights and a green shirt underneath. Andrew had told us earlier their Dad, Mitchem, was a werewolf, and he was coming up to help. They also had two werewolf brothers, Miles and Sammy, but they in college over in Europe, so they were safe for now, because no one like or in the Edison group knew where they were staying. The rest of the people were on the couch or had brought over chairs to watch TV. I didn't know what they were watching, because I was to preoccupied with the fact that they were all staring at me. And Derek. After about to minutes of standing like an idiot, the adults came over to make sure I was okay. They had Sarah look me over just to be sure. She said I was fine and went back to watching TV. Everyone had gone back to what they were doing by then, so I walked over to Joey with Derek trailing behind me. He looked up as I walked over.
"Sorry for kissing you. I have this disorder thing that makes my impulses unnaturally strong, so I thought you were cute for one second and the next I'm on you." I softened a bit. But then Shane spoke up.
"Don't fall for that crap, he's totally fine. He just wants you to feel sorry for him."
I frowned.
"Just cause I don't have a disorder and kissed you all on my own willpower, does not make a difference. Besides, I bet she loved it,"
"I did not!!!! What do think I was doing in the bathroom!?! Putting on lip gloss?!? I was throwing up because your mouth tasted like crap!!"
"Aw, honey, you know it wasn't that bad. How bout' this. We step into the hallway right now, and you can have another go. Whatchya' say?" Derek growled and pounded his fist on the table, then glared at Joey. He shrank back but still smiling. I fake retched.
"Why not, he your boyfriend or something?"
"No!" Derek and I shouted at the same time.
"Just leave me alone!" he tried to come around to me but I slapped him. He stood there dumbstruck. And with that I stomped out, Derek right behind. We somehow ended up in a yard, and Derek punched the fence post, making the little decorative thing on top break off. It fell on his nose and he cussed, and I would've laughed if I hadn't been so mad. I sat down where I was and put my head in my hands and groaned. What the hell is wrong with that kid?!?! Like I'd actually kiss him again after that!!! I saw Derek sit down on a big rock nearby. I waited until it had seemed we had both calmed down.
"Hey, Derek?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you throw him into the wall?"
"Why?!?! Chloe, he was molesting you!!!!!"
"Well, yeah, but you had pulled me out already. You could've just hit him or something then stopped. But Simon said you punched him. Why?"
"It.....I.....er........I was really mad, like really really mad, and he was on you, so I got you out and threw him. I didn't really think about it. It just happened." he said it quickly, like He was embarrassed or something. I nodded.
"And then he kicked you so you punched him. I could understand that. But why were you mad? Like that mad. I understand I would be mad too if my friend was being molested, and scared, but you said mad like it meant something else."
He turned red and looked at me. His eyes were shiny and sparkling, and almost pleading for me not to make him say this. He finally tried.
"I.......... I was just mad, okay?"
"Oh, uh, okay." We sat there looking at our feet for a while. Then the unknown feeling started building in my stomach and I felt weird, and I ran up and kissed on the cheek.
We stood there dumbstruck, both red faced, me staring into his beautiful green eyes, for a full minute, and then my panicky feelings got the better of me and I ran back inside. I ran all the way upstairs and into my bedroom and shut the door. I leaned up against it and just breathed. Oh my God, Oh my GOD, OH MY GOD!!!!!! Ack!!!! my stupid feelings ruined everything!! I kissed him, I kissed him!!!! It wasn't a full kiss, just on the cheek but I still felt really weird and tingly inside. I slid down to a sitting position and just sat there. Breathing, ans sitting. Eventually I calmed down enough to go look out the window into the yard. Derek wasn't sitting on the rock anymore. I ran to the door to go see where he was, and when I opened it he was right there. He grabbed my waist, pulled me close and kissed me. Full on the mouth.