I'm so sorry for this like extremely late update. I was also sick, but, I was busy, too. And school started. But, I am also not going to make excuses, because that's not right. But, I'm already making excuses so…? Okay, I do not own any of the Darkest Powers or its characters, as sad as am to say it *sniffles* it belongs to the great Kelley Armstrong. On with chapter four!
Chapter: 4
Chloe's POV
I sit on my bed with Derek seething with anger that he actually started- or more like, he got into one- with Simon! Over me! I'm not used to this kind of attention. I never have been. And I never will be. What am I going to do? "Hey Chloe, I'm really sor-." "No. Don't apologize. Just get out of my room. Now." I say, cutting Derek off. I point at the door when he doesn't move. He sighs and walks out of my room. Yes, I'm angry, but it probably wasn't nice to kick him out of my room. But, at least I didn't kick him out of the house. Right? So typical.
Derek's POV
I walk out of Chloe's room and walk downstairs. I go into the living room to find Tori there, but no Simon. "Hey, Tori. Where's Si-." "He's outside, in the backyard. Now, go away." She says, cutting me off, not ever taking her eyes of the television screen. I'm really getting irritated by being cut off so many times. I shake my head go outside. I see Simon sitting on the steps; and I hear a faint sniffling noise. He's not crying, is he? I think to myself. I venture closer and I see the glistening paths that the tears keep falling on. "Simon…? Are you okay?" I ask. He turns around and lashes out at me, "Go away, Derek! Leave me alone!" My eyes widen and I cautiously step back inside. I need to talk to Chloe again, seeing that Simon hates me right now, and Tori isn't going to pay me any mind. But, Chloe's probably still mad at me. Ugh, so typical.
Chloe's POV
I hear a knock on my locked door and I sigh loudly. I know it's probably Derek, and he seems to have super-hearing so, he probably heard me. "What do you want?" I ask. "You don't even know who it is." Derek's rumble-y voice says. "I know it's you Derek. Your voice gives it away." I say. He sighs, but says, "Can I just come in?" I think for a minute. Should I let him in? Or should I make him leave aga-. "Just let me in Chloe!" Derek yells. Instead of being nice little Chloe Saunders, and let him in and suck it up, I decide to rebel. "Go away Derek! Leave me alone!" I hear soft, but startled gasp. I can be mean when I want to. "Please let me in Chloe! I need to talk to you." Oh, great, now he's pleading. But, nope. I'm not letting him in. "Well, talking can wait. Go away. Why can't you go talk to Simon or Tori? Why can't you leave me alone right now?" He sighs, "Because I tried to talk to Simon, but he yelled at me. I know for sure that Tori won't pay me any mind at all. So I came to talk to you." "I don't want to talk to you right now. You really screwed up, Derek. I'm not important to talk to right now. Simon is. Try to make up with him. It'll make life a whole lot easier." I say. He stays silent for a minute and I'm afraid that he's peeved. Which he probably is, but still. "Okay. Thanks Chloe." He says and walks away. "Anything for you." I whisper, even though I know he can't hear me. I wish he could.
I walk downstairs after I tell Derek to go make up with Simon and I see Tori still sitting on my couch watching TV. I roll my eyes and somehow she senses that I'm behind her, and without taking her eyes off the TV, says, "Hey, Chloe." "How- how, what? How did- did you, I was right behind you?" I splutter. She shrugs, "Sixth sense, I guess." "Huh." I say.
