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CPOV
I was soo confused. How did Simon know Derek? Well I knew how 'cus they were all like 'oh, you're that kid from the lab!' But what was the lab? The only time I'd ever heard of a lab was in movies where crazed doctors did experiments on innocent people. My stomach churned and I was instantly grateful that I didn't eat any of those brownies Annette had left me. I reluctantly let Simon drag me over to sit on the couch while he sat in one of the recliners, making himself comfortable. How could he be so relaxed when he was just reunited with what seems to be a long lost friend that had a broken arm and was in his house wearing his fathers clothes? Wait, his arm! He never told me how he broke it...
"Okay, Chloe, I know that that didn't make much sense, but there's a really good explanation."
He looked up, gaging my reaction. I nodded encouraging him to go. He gave me a small smile then turned to look at Derek. I didn't catch the look that passed between them, but it made Simon's smile drop. They looked at each other for another moment, then he sighed and turned to me.
"Okay, so there's a really good explanation..."
I nodded again, getting a little impatient.
"But I can't exactly tell you..." he said regretfully.
My impatience quickly turned to annoyance. How dare they keep secrets from me! I just took Derek into my house while he was greatly injured, fed him, gave him clothes, let him take a shower-which he desperately needed- and now I find out he is silently commanding Simon not to tell me what's going on? And Simon! I've none him my whole life. I've told him everything about me, and he'd done the same with me. Or so I thought.
"Wh-wh-what? Wh-why?"
He didn't answer. Just looked at me with his lips turned up in a sad smile. "Chlo, I'm sorry." I felt hot tears prick my eyes. The only person in this world who I told all my secrets to, and shared most of my memories with, was now sharing secrets with somebody else and keeping them from me. It hurt. Made me feel like I was no longer special enough to know anything about him.
Simon must have seen the rejection on my face, because he reached out and took my hand. And that was it. The gesture that pushed me off the edge. I jerked my hand away and ran to my room. I locked the door and slid down against the wall. I buried my face in my knees and cried.
DPOV
My heart broke in two every time I hear a fresh sob from Chloes' room. She was so upset. Was it really that big of a deal that she didn't know one of Simon's secrets? I mean sure, they seemed pretty close. We need to change that for our sake... No we don't, if she wants to be close to him she can. Not my problem. Yes it is he's going to steal her! What do you mean he's going to 'steal her?' She isn't even ours... right? You are so naive sometimes it hurts. Okay I'm done talking to you.
"Derek, will you please explain to me why we can't tell her?" Simon whisper yelled.
"Because we can't drag her into this. Simon if she knew she could get hurt! Do you really want to be the one responsible for that?"
Okay that was low, and I know it, but I had to do it for Simon to realize the gravity of the situation. Too bad it didn't work.
"Excuse me but did you not see the necklace she was wearing? Don't you remember who wears those talismans?"
"Wait what? What necklace?" Since when was she wearing a necklace? I hadn't noticed, and I notice everything! You were too distracted by her gorgeous body... You know, you're really not helping me right now.
"D, she was wearing a necromancers necklace."
I whipped my head up to look at him.
"You mean she's a–"
"I'm pretty sure. She hasn't actually seen a ghost yet as far as I know, but there used to be a dead body here, so there has to be a ghost."
"Wait, there was a body here, and you guys still bought the house?"
"Dad didn't see it, I just happened to find it one day in the basement behind the heater when I was home alone and got rid of it."
I nodded. There was a silence in between us, but not an un-comfortable silence, just a thinking kid of one. I heard a door open an bolted up from the couch. Light footsteps sounded down a hall and then another door slammed. Simon must have heard it too because he slowly got up out of his chair... or he could've been getting up because of my sudden change in attitude...
"What was-" Simons question was cut off by a blood curdling scream. Chloe!
