Wassup Fanfictioners? Did you miss me…? Ya I thought so! :D Okay so since it is break I can update a lot sooner than I normally do, so I thought I should just tell you guys that. So here's the chapter and I think you're going to love how stubborn Derek is, 'cus I know I do. ;) Here's the chapter and I hope you guys like it! Oh and I've decided I'm going to put little pieces of songs that I like that not a lot of people know but I feel a lot of people should know at the beginning of every chapter, most of the times the lyrics will have some kind of connection with the chapter.

Escape the Fate- World Around Me

I'm not trying to bring you down

But you're lost in the clouds

I've never been one to complain

But your world around me kills me softly

I don't want to be demanding

I just want to know why we live and die,

In a world of lies

Disclaimer; I don't own ANY of the characters, just the plot. *sobs*

DPOV

I stared at the burn marks in horror. It was too awful to comprehend.

Why would she do this to herself? Who would purposefully put themselves in pain?

When she spoke it was shaky, like she still couldn't believe that somebody was actually here, giving a damn about what she was doing to herself. "I-I-I d-d-don't k-k-know wh-what your t-talking-"

"Cut the crap Chloe. Something is wrong and I need you to talk to me about it. I'll understand I promise." I said, not even bothering to look at her face to gauge her reaction. I was too engrossed in assessing the faded wounds I could see all over the tops of- BOTH her arms! She's doing this to BOTH of her arms? This needs to stop. Now!

She took a deep breath and I took both of her hands in mine and sat next to her on the edge of the GIANT dark blue bathtub. She was shaking and I was tempted to pull her into my lap and rap my arms around her like I had done earlier today- or yesterday since it's like three in the morning- but I didn't in fear of making her uncomfortable, seeing as she was only wearing cotton short shorts and a very small very nice bra- bad Derek, bad thoughts. I looked up from her chest- which took A LOT of effort- to the safety of her face, only to see plump tears streaming down her porcelain cheeks. Her eyes were blood shot and her bottom lip was trembling. I met her eyes and asked her softly, "Tell me, I'll understand."

Her eyes squeezed shut and she looked away, not wanting to look me in the eyes. But I wasn't having any of that. I put my hand lightly underneath her chin and turned her face to look at me. She opened her eyes and met my gaze. And what I saw in those eyes… it hurt me. She looked broken beyond repair, like she was a puzzle that lost one of its pieces. And it pained me to see her so sad, so lost. I leaned my forehead against hers and she flinched, then relaxed and leaned into me. Something in my chest swelled.

"Please," I whispered so softly that she'd have to strain to hear it. I could hear her heart thump loudly in her chest and she was breathing heavily, as was I. Mine was from our close proximity of our nearly naked bodies, hers was probably from crying. I wasn't about to get my hopes up and think it was for the same reason as me.

She swallowed loudly then said, "Y-you w-won't understand. N- Nob-body w-will." Her words sent knifes through my chest. She truly believed that she was alone, and that nobody would understand.

We'll understand. We'll protect her. We always will. She can trust us. We need to make it all better.

"I want to help you Chlo. I want to make you stop hurting. But you have to let me in and let me know what needs fixing in order for me to help."

She closed her eyes tight and nodded weakly. "It st-started about two years ago, the burning and c-cutting. I was upset that I d-d-didn't really have a r-real family. I-I h-had Simon, but he c-couldn't replace my Mom. D-dad doesn't r-really love me the way m-mom did, and he n-never w-will. I g-got tired of always c-crying about it, it made me feel week, so I found a different w-way to c-cope w-with it." By the end she was crying so hard I could barely understand what she was saying. It had to be hard carry this secret around and never tell anybody for two whole years. And it was all her fathers' fault. If he had payed more attention to her instead of that stupid cell phone- I think Simon said it was a blueberry or something- then Chloe wouldn't be putting herself through this kind of pain. I wanted to go over to his bedroom and rip his head off- which believe me, I could- for doing this to her. But I didn't because I knew that it would only upset her more. So instead I just acted on instinct and pulled her tightly to my chest. To my surprise she buried her face in my chest and used me for support. She was so vulnerable, so damaged that I had the urge to go and kill whatever caused her to be in this state.

"I t-try so h-hard to be enough for h-him to n-notice and t-take interest in m-m-me, b-but it's n-never enough for h-him."

"Chlo, I am so sorry that you feel like you've been cheated, and you have a right to, you really do, but that doesn't explain the cuts and burns."

"I do that b-because it h-helps me f-forget the e-emotional p-p-pain, and f-focus on the ph-ph-physical p-pain instead. It's m-my w-way to e-escape my p-problems. I-I h-have b-b-burn st-stuff in the cabinet under the s-sink." I set her down gently and got the bottle out, retrieved a wash cloth, and came back next to her. She now had her knees tugged up against her-still very lacking a shirt- chest since the ledge was big enough for her to fit.

I put some of the scar healer stuff on the wash cloth and whipped it gently on her burn. She winced but otherwise didn't object.

"Now Chloe," I began. "I understand why you would want to distract yourself from all of the things you've had to endure, but hurting yourself is no way to do it."

She yanked her arm back from me and stood up. "No! I refuse to st-stop. It m-makes me f-feel better. The only t-time I feel truly h-happy is when I'm burning, cutting or purging.

"Purging? You make yourself throw up? Chloe, that can drastically affect your weight and heart. Do you have any idea how unhealthy that is?"

"I don't know any other w-way to get away f-from everything. I c-can't talk to Simon about being s-sad over everything. He'd only try and make me feel better b-by hugging me and s-saying th-that it'll all be alright. But it won't! Because he w-won't actually do anything to help me with it, he'll just keep telling me that it's all gonna be alright and that it's not as bad as it seems. That's not w-what's g-going to h-help." She was in hysterics and looked like she was seconds from collapsing. I went over and rapped my arms around her again. Just like last time, she leaned into me, using me for support. If I wasn't holding her up she would have fallen.

"Shh, it's okay. I won't let anything happen to you anymore. I promise. And I will help you get through this. In fact, I already have an idea of how to start."

She lifted up her head and gave me curious look. "How…"

I picked up the lighter and hair clip off the floor and waved them in front of her face. "Start with getting rid of these."

"But-"

"Chloe?" I said looking her dead in the eyes. "Do you trust me?"

The answer came wit out hesitation. "Yes." Wow I'm surprised she didn't stutter.

"Then you have to promise me that you won't do anything like this to yourself ever again. The next time you have the urge to do something like this, come and get me. We'll work through the problem, together." She looked at me, her eyes saying that she couldn't believe that I was doing this for her, but she was still glad that I was. Her eyes were filled with gratitude and… something else. Something that I couldn't quite place, but sure as hell wanted to know what it was.

And in that moment, the wolf only had one thing to say, Claim her.

And I did. My eyes flicked to her lips once, twice, three times, and then I slowly brought my face closer to hers, looking her dead in those wonderful blue eyes that I found myself thinking almost constantly about since she found me yesterday. I wanted to make sure that she could stop me at any moment if she didn't want what I was trying to make happen happen. But she never did. Our foreheads pressed sensually together. She tilted her face up, allowing me better access to her lips. I rapped my arms around her slim waist, wanting her as close to me as physically possible. Still, she didn't stop me, but encouraged me by draping her arms across my shoulders, tightening behind my neck. Her gaze flicked to my lips, just as mine had done to hers. I was fully aware of the fact that I had a hard on and that her top was still, well, not on. Our breaths became shallow and I could hear both of our hearts thumping wildly in our chests, hers slightly faster than mine. I tenderly pressed my lips against hers and electricity shot throughout my body. My skin burned wherever she touched me, but in a good way, an amazing way. The scent of her arousal was so enticing it made me light headed. My lips parted and she mirrored my actions. I moaned into her mouth when she started playing with the hair at the nape of my neck. I moved my hands down to cup her tight ass and she moaned into my mouth this time.

I lifted her up onto the counter and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I then decided that the counter wasn't quite what was necessary to fill the need I had aching in my groin. I hoisted her up and pressed her against one of the black colored walls. She gasped and I took the opportunity to sneak my tongue into her mouth. By now we were both moaning and groaning up a storm. But, unfortunately, air always seems to get in the way and separated, gasping for air. Her face was flushed a lovely peach-rose color that drove me, my hormones, and the wolf completely insane. I wasn't going to let air get in the way of me being close to my Chloe. I started kissing up from the base of her collarbone to a sensitive spot beneath her ear. Instinct took over as I let the wolf take control over my actions. I began to suck on her skin just below the start of her jaw. She gasped and moaned making me think I was going to explode if I didn't have my way with her. I lightly grazed my teeth down the side of her neck and she gasped.

"Ohhh, Derek." And I couldn't take it anymore, she was just too tempting, and I latched my lips back onto hers. She explored my mouth with her tongue and I did the same to her. We moaned when out they made contact and tightened out grips on each other, pressing our bodies closer together.

She pulled back abruptly and I was more than a little hurt. I looked at her and I'm sure that the rejection I felt was clearly displayed on my face. Normally I put on an emotionless mask to keep people from what I'm feeling. But I felt so betrayed right now, that I didn't care. I was mildly confused when she smiled, laughing softly. My breathing quickened when she leaned forward and whispered huskily in my ear, "We have to stop. We don't want Dad and Simon to catch us like this now would we."

I shivered as her breath tickled and teased my skin. She leaned back with a mischievous yet satisfied smile on her face. She leaned forward again and pressed her lips sensually against my jaw line and took her sweet time pulling back. My erection grew and went up into her crotch when she unwound her legs from around my waist. She gasped and unconsciously ground against it, forcing it up higher. I moaned at her efforts and was about to pull her closer to me when she pulled back and picked up her shirt. My eyes watched her tits sway when she gasped at the sight of my erection.

"Oh my God," she whispered to herself, not knowing that I was able to hear. "So big…"

I filled with a sense of male pride and gave her a predatory smile. She looked up at me, eyes half lidded and clouded with lust. "W-we need to g-go to bed. G-good night, Derek." And she walked out of the bathroom, pulling her shirt over her head, leaving me standing here, with a ridiculous hard on.

Hey all my Chlerek fans! I'm sure that you all loved the DPOV kiss session. Am I right? 'Cus I know I did! Don't they make the cutest couple? And whoo boy was Derek getting horny towards then end there. But still, isn't it so cute how much he cared and was concerned for her in the beginning? Love you all my loyal fanfictionites! REVIEW!