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I'd been right when I had thought it wouldn't take long for Derek to find me. The first thing that gave him away was his footsteps then the quiet sigh obviously directed at me and the fact that he had been right and that I had run away again.

I expected him to launch into a lecture about how irresponsible I was and how I was so damn stupid and didn't have a brain or something like that, but it never came. I don't know how long the silence lasted, with me lying on my log and Derek standing there, but I wished it could just go on forever.

"You ok?" Derek asked hesitantly as if his words would light a fuse in me and cause me to explode and aim all my anger on him. I turned my head to look at him and narrowed my eyes,

"I'm perfectly happy. It's all sunshine and rainbows here" I growled, I don't think I even need to mention how sarcastic that reply was, because it was so damn obvious that I wasn't.

"There's no need to get angry at me. It isn't my fault that—" Ok, so clearly Derek hadn't heard what had happened otherwise he wouldn't of said that,

"That what? That my 'father' is a drunk, bastard who thinks he has some control over me and thinks I would actually want to go live with the poor excuse of a human being in a hell hole and let him control my life?" I interrupted, my voice grew in intensity and pitch and halfway through my little rant I swung up and sat on the tree trunk, my hands gripping the moss covered bark tightly.

"Well, guess what Derek. It isn't mine either" I spat, glaring at the person who thought he was oh so perfect and always right. Oh no the big bad alpha would never be in the wrong, I just sat there, glaring at the neutral face of the guy I hated more than ever. Seconds, maybe minutes when past before either of us even dared to move and that was because of me; my shoulders slumped and I buried my face in my hands.

Eventually I gave up and looked at Derek again who hadn't moved from the same spot he'd been standing in the whole time,

"Look, I'm sorry for being stupid ok. I'm sorry for not picking up. I'm sorry for running away. I'm sorry for being such an insolent, selfish, needy brat. I'm sorry for everything" I said not knowing why I was apologising for any of those things, but felt I needed to. Hey, at the least it might even make him go away, who knew?

"Why are you sorry?" I heard Derek whisper, looking up at him in shock, I shrugged,

"Because I am" I muttered, lying slightly, I wasn't sorry for running away. I wasn't sorry for being 'stupid' as everyone else called it.

"You're lying"

"Only a little"

"You're lying to yourself now"

"Shut up"

"So, what happened?" Derek asked walking over and sitting on the log beside me,

"It doesn't matter" I said cautiously, I didn't want to have to relive the still fresh memories of the afternoon nor the ones that would surely accompany it.

"It made you upset and you still are. It's important to me" he said and even without listening to his heartbeat, I knew that Derek was telling the truth. It was important to him and since it was all I had to do was tell him and somehow, in some way he would fix it.

Derek listened silently as I recounted the afternoon and everything that had happened, not leaving anything out. An invisible weight lifted from my shoulders as I finished the tale and I let out a large breath, feeling lighter as I did. Who knew, talking really did help.

"I'm sorry…" Derek muttered glancing up at me,

"What for?" I asked, confused as to why he was sorry. It wasn't his fault that he had shown up at my school and demanded I go back with him. It wasn't him who would begged my dying mother for forgiveness then betrayed her trust. It wasn't him who was drunk 24/7 and made stupid choices.

"Well, when Scott called and said you had run off again, I just assumed…" he trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence. I rolled my eyes,

"You just assumed that I really was being stupid and had run off for no reason whatsoever" I finished for him,

"You know, I always have a reason. I don't run away from anything. Just the things I can't handle at the time…" I added quietly, surprised at the revelation of myself that I had only just discovered.

The sun was hot on my skin and sweat cast a sheen over the tanned, now lean limbs that were my arms. I had been training for two hours now and the sun was almost touching the horizon, pink and yellow streaked through the few once white fluffy clouds that dotted the sky and the moon was just visible in the sky.

"I bet I could beat you in a race" I declared to Derek as I faced him again, a challenging smirk was on my lips and a dare lit my eyes,

"You are on" came the reply and I grinned in delight,

"Hmm...The forest is a good place" I thought aloud, tapping a finger on my chin,

"How about, one end of the forest to the other and back?" I suggested and was delighted when a nod of agreement came from Derek.

Reaching the darkening woods, I stepped into the start of the trees, so many memories flooding back.

"Ready?" I asked crouching low to the ground a challenging look stayed in my eyes and became my drive to win.

"Of course"

And then we were off, darting through the trees and over logs and rocks. Speeding ahead, I managed to get past Derek and couldn't help but let a wild laugh escape from my mouth as I ran, the wind pushing my hair out behind me.

Mischief filled my mind as I thought of a devious plan, pushing further ahead, I passed a large tree, but instead of continuing, I ducked behind it and hoped Derek hadn't seen me.

I stood behind the tree and waited until Derek was close, as he neared the tree, I jumped out in front of him, my plan had been to scare him and then run off laughing, but he had a different plan. Tackling me to the ground, we rolled a few times but didn't break apart, as we stopped, I ended up with my back pressed to the ground and a very angry looking Derek in my face,

"Kayla…?" he muttered, confusion creased his face,

"Hi" I smiled up at him, amused at the whole situation.

"What the hell…?"

"I was planning to scare you…" I admitted ignoring how fast my heart was beating,

Rolling off me, Derek stood and then helped me stand,

"Don't try to do that again" he warned seriously, I rolled my eyes and held my hands up defensively,

"It was just a joke" I sighed.

"Mhmm. Not a good one"

"Like you can talk" I muttered, glaring at the ground. A rustle of leaves made my head snap up and my eyes focus on where the sound had come from, the growing darkness made it hard to see what was around, but there was one thing that you couldn't miss in the dim light.

It was a thing that made my blood chill and Derek frown.

It was a pair of electric blue glowing eyes.

But they weren't any old werewolf eyes. Oh no.

I would know those eyes anywhere, no matter how different they were from their normal colour.

They were the eyes of my dead mother.