1Okay so here's the 8th chapter! I probably wont update for a couple of days cus my school winter concert is this week and I have to practice like all the time! But I'll sure as hell try to update. :) Thanks for reviewing, I love to read them! R I own nothing
SPOV
I wonder why Chloe was crying like that, I thought as I helped Annette bring in the groceries. I hope she's okay. I don't think I'd ever seen her so upset since her Dad adopted me and she was still grieving over her mothers death. Sometimes I think that maybe Mr. Saunders only adopted me because he felt like he needed another person in his life to fill the hole that Mrs. Saunders death had caused. Granted I'm probably not doing as good a job as another woman, but every Dad hopes for a son right? So I'm a replacement, I can live with that. I can never bring myself to think of him as my Dad. It felt like a betrayal to my real Dad.
He hadn't left me by choice, that I'm sure of. One day I came home and he was just gone. His car keys and cell phone was there, so he obviously didn't leave by himself or on his own account. It was like he was going about his regular day, went to the door, and just left. Or was taken. I hoped he was okay.
But anyways, back to home. I set the last of the groceries on the counter. Annette thanked me and I told her it was no problem. Truth was, I was really anxious to go see what's up with Chloe. I don't think I'd be able to handle it if anything happened to her. Chloe's the last bit of family I have left. Sure, now Derek's showed up, but I haven't seen him in like, 11 years. People change in 11 years, especially in looks. Sure he'd always been a little taller than me back then, but now he had at least 8 inches on me. Chloe looked like a little doll next to him. At first it kind of scared me- well that and the fact that the first time I see him in 11 years is when he pins me to the wall. Why did he do that? I wasn't doing anything wrong. I'll have to ask him about that later.
I opened the door to Chloe's room to see her on her bed with her face buried in his chest while she cried. Had her in his arms, rocking back and forth slowly, trying to get her to calm down so that she could explain. Despite the fact that he was only holding her like that so that he could comfort her, I was still a little jealous that he was the one holding her instead of me. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that he's trying to help, but I couldn't shake the feeling that he was going to get in the way of me and my sort-of-sister getting together. He looked up at me, probably hearing and smelling my presence. He flushed and averted his gaze, obviously embarrassed about his current position. For a moment I felt my jealously ease knowing that he wasn't exactly comfortable with holding her like that, only to have if flare up again when I he just sat there, not pulling away, but holding her tighter.
CPOV
I couldn't stop seeing Mary's horrible face. The image of her floating there all burnt and torn was forever seared into my brain. I was certain I would be plagued with nightmares about her for the next week or two. Maybe more. I felt my self being lifted from the bed and into some ones lap. Derek. He held me close, just like he had on the couch, being careful not to hurt me with his cast. I pushed myself closer to him, and let out all of my tears. Sad tears because of what had happened to Mary, angry tears because I was too scared to do anything about her, confused tears because I had just seen a ghost when that isn't exactly possible. Maybe it would be different for somebody who had already believed in ghosts, but I didn't. To me they were things that you just see in movies, not in basements.
I heard Simon come into the room. After a moment Derek pulled me closer to him, I tensed for a moment but then relaxed. It's not that I didn't like him pulling me closer, quite the opposite actually, it just wasn't something that I had expected him to do. Simon sat down next to us, waiting patiently for me to stop crying. So that I could explain why I had screamed, no doubt.
After about 10 minutes I managed to compose myself enough to speak, although my stutter was kicked into overdrive. But they were patient with me, understanding that I was upset. I told them about going into the basement by accident and not being able to find the light switch. I hesitated at the part about seeing Mary, I didn't want them to think that I was crazy. But this was Simon, I'd known him my entire life practically, and even though he and Derek are keeping some big dark secret from me, I didn't want to keep this to myself. It would slowly drive me insane.
To my surprise, they didn't seem to think I was crazy. They looked at me with shock, but not disbelief. In fact, they acted like this kind of stuff happened every day. I could tell that they were trying not to pry do to my fragile state, but they still asked me to tell them every detail I could remember about Mary. I did my best and managed to cry once in the explanation. Through the whole thing they just nodded, listened, and asked questions. Not because they didn't believe me, but out of pure curiosity.
"Sh-sh-she t-told m-me I-I-I-I w-was a -ne-nec-necromancer. Wh-wh-what's th-that m-mean?" I asked.
For a moment they just stared at me. Their stares were making me un-comfortable-as was the silence- and I squirmed. Then I realized that I was still sitting on Derek with his arms wrapped around me. I blushed and made a move to get off. I guess he thought that I was trying to run out of the room, because he reached out and put me in his lap again. I blushed further, but made move to get up. For some odd reason, Simon seemed mad about that. Why would he be mad? Derek was just trying to help? He isn't jealous is he? I'd suspected for some time that Simon may have feelings for me that went beyond sort-of-brother-and-sister, but refused to acknowledge it. It would only complicate things. He saw me looking and gave me a small smile. I smiled back to avoid a further explanation.
"Chloe," Derek started, "she called you a necromancer, because that's what you are. It means that you can see ghosts."
Oooh, cliffy! Hehehehe, I'm soo bad. :) Next chapter should be up in a few days. Thanks for reading all you guys are awesome. And don't worry, the lemon will be coming up soon. (I don't think Derek will be able to control himself for much longer!) R&R