AN~I still don't own DP series.
Don't worry this isn't the rated m stuff.
I wake up way before either of them did. I sit up on the couch, a blanket slides down and piles up on my lap. One of them must of put the blanket on me. My guess it was Tori. I've figure Derek would rather me dead than have to spend any more time with me. I push the blanket off my lap and stand up. I tippy-toe to the door and slowly turn the knob. I take a quick peak behind me to make sure Tori and Derek were both a sleep. Tori was sprawled out on her bed snoring happily, Derek was facing the opposite way than me so the only thing I could see was his silhouette slowly dipping down when he breaths.
I slip out silently into the night and close the door behind me. I was fully clothed, sadly in the same clothes as the first day. I walk around to the back of the motel.
"Who are you?" A voice calls from the forest the surrounds the back of the motel. I squint my eyes to try to find this figure that called out at me.
"Who are you?" I ask louder. I walk towards the forest, a figure seems to form at the line of the forest. It was a boy, my age I would guess. It was to dark to get too many details, though. I bite my bottom lip and then walk closer.
"I'm Vincent," The boy says as he smirks. "Now will you tell me your name?" I step closer to the forest and soon I was only a foot away from the forest line.
"I-I'm Chloe," I say.
"Walk with me pretty little Chloe," He says with a playful smile.
"Okay," I walk into the forest and the boy starts to run. I follow him without thinking. I almost repeatedly trip over the overgrown roots and mud. I grasp a branch that I almost get hit in the face by. I hold onto the branch to keep me up right.
"V-Vincent?" I call out. Within a single breath's second he was up in my face with bright red eyes.
"You're a pretty stupid necromancer to follow me in here." His voice was ragged like sharp pieces of glass. It felt like he could cut me with his words. "How couldn't you tell that I'm ghost? I ran through trees and never tripped over any of the roots." I hear a loud crunch and whip my head around to see a large figure walking towards me.
"That won't save you, I'll follow you and torment you." His voice is sharp. His lips contort into a wicked smile.
"No!" I scream, "Go away!" I shove my arms towards the ghost. His face contorts into a painful twist than he vanished.
"Chloe," Someone calls out. I let out a yelp and twist around and see Derek. I could see the worry in his eyes. He walks closer but stops putting a few steps between us. I hug myself preparing for him to yell at me.
"I kno-" I start but of course he interrupts me.
"No! Obviously you don't know!" He yells at me. I shudder but I didn't step back like I really wanted to. "Chloe, quit following ghosts!"
"I'm sorry!" I yell at him. My eyes dart from his face for a second and then I look back up at him. "I'm sorry you have to put up with a girl you'd rather have never met in the first place. I'm sorry I'm such a little spoiled brat in your eyes that you'd rather not have to put up with."
After a couple of minutes of silence he finally breaks it by saying, "T-That's not true."
"You truly could have fooled me. You avoid me as much as you could possibly can." I say looking down. Sticks snap and suddenly his hands are holding my upper arms. I look up and his face is inches from mine.
"That's. Only. Because. I'm. Dangerous." He says it slowly trying to make it sink into me. Even as he says it I could see a war raging inside him through his eyes.
"You're not dangerous." I whisper softly. My eyes flicker across his face trying to soak in this moment and trying to get a better grasp of his emotions. But as normal he kept his emotions masked.
"You barely know me." He barks back.
"You're not dangerous. I can feel it, I don't know why. But I can." All of that was the complete truth. "Intimidating? Hell yes." I give a weak laugh. "Dangerous? No." His dark green eyes flicker across my face. The only noise was we made were us breathing.
"I-I" He stutters. I bite my bottom lip trying to figure out how to make him believe me. "Even if I wasn't dangerous, we're on the run! We can't!"
"Oh, oh, but let me get this straight, we can't but your perfect brother Simon can have a girlfriend. And right about now they doing the deed in the room right next to our room." I probably passed a line on that one but come on! This was ridicules. He does shudder at the thought of his brother doing it with Rae.
"Chloe, please stop arguing." He begs me. I felt a terrible pang run through me. I instantly felt terrible.
"Don't make me say it again," I beg him. I couldn't help to say sorry once again. Then with no warning his lips were pressing against mine. But as soon as it came it was gone again. My eyes beg for more as I try to catch my breath. He leans down and kisses my neck.
"We can't," he whispers against my neck. His hands slip off my arms and down on my hips. My arms slip around his neck.
"Then why?" I whisper as he licks my neck.
"I'm not strong enough to step away," he admits. "Tell me to back off." It was more of a demand.
"I-I," a moan escapes my lips as he sucks on my neck.
"Now," he practically begs me. His lips travel back up and he was looking into my eyes. I swallow the growing lump in my throat.
"Derek," I whisper on my lips. A pure joyful look passes over his face when I simply say his name. "I can't."
I hope this is getting better to read. I'm trying to make them both sound more like their actual character. Please tell me if you like it so far!
I think next chapter will be changed rating to M. I'll give you a warning.