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Tori: You KILLED ME?

Me: (Looks around). Um, no your still here.

Tori: IF YOU UNTIE ME I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL-

Me: But see, I will never untie you.

Tori: (Takes deep breaths, trying to calm down.) You killed me in the story!

Me: Maybe.

Tori: (Sighs).

Chloe's POV:

Oh, GOD.

Tori. Tori. Tori. Tori. Tori. Tori. Tori. Tori.

Dead.

I take a few deep breaths, struggling to remain calm. We can fix this. We always do.

Simon kneels down beside her, cradling her head in his arms. "What happened? How'd she die?" he asks, frantically looking around for clues.

"Calm down, Simon. She's not dead."

We both looked at Derek.

"She's not breathing, but she's not dead. I can hear her faint heartbeat. We can help her. But we have to know exactly how."

"But how'd she die?"

"Bullet."

"How do you know?"

Derek points at her leg.

Simon arched his eyebrow. "Andrew. Where's-?"

"He's not here. He went to the store."

"Great. This is just great." Simon shakes his head.

"Where is his first aid kit? We can use-" I begin, but Derek was already running upstairs at full speed. He might have acted calm, but in his eyes I saw him freaking out. Tori was kind of like his sister now. He couldn't let her die.

Derek came running back, first aid kit in hand. He dropped down beside Tori and opened the first aid kit. I looked around impatiently.

"Shit!" Derek mumbled.

"What? What's wrong?" I ask.

"Her heart-it stopped. It's-"

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN IT STOPPED? GIVE ME THAT!" Simon shouts, grabbing something out of Derek's hands.

They both fight over whatever the hell that thing was, (I haven't learned first aid), until, finally, I yelled loud enough for the whole country to hear.

Derek and Simon turned to look at me.

My gaze fell on Derek. "Fix it," I ordered, giving him a stern look.

He did as he was told.

Simon and I waited for what seemed like two years, until finally, we heard Tori gasping for breath.

"Tori!" I scream, relief washing through me. I run over, kneel down beside her and hug her hard.

She sits up, coughing.

"TORI!" Simon shouts, hugging her too.

"W-what happened?" she asks, rubbing her eyes and wincing when she moves her leg.

"You got shot." I gaze at her, hoping she remembered some sort of face or something, so we can catch the murderer. Pardon me, the attempted murderer.

She stares at her bandaged leg and chews on her lower lip. "Oh, yeah. I remember coming down here for blankets when someone shot me from..." she rubs her temples. "There." She points at the shattered window.

Derek sniffs and turns. There lay a bullet. He picks it up and sniffs. Than he stares at it.

"You recognize the scent?" I ask.

His eyes widen for a brief moment before he nods.

"Who?"

He rubs his eyes. "I-I don't remember the scent. But I recognize it from someone I know..." he trails off and looks at the bullet again. "But...yeah."

"How'd I survive?" Tori asks.

"Derek saved you." I point.

She glances at him, than suddenly pulls him into a tight hug. A gesture only a sister could do to a big brother. He hugged her back.

"Thank you," she whispered in his ear.

He nodded and they pulled away.

"So...how are we going to figure out who did this?" Simon asks.

Derek waited, than glanced at the window. "Follow me," he says.

We all follow him out, Simon helping Tori walk.

"Wait," Derek says, extending an arm out to stop us from walking out the front door. "Tori, upstairs. Chloe, help Tori get upstairs and take care of her. Simon? Grab me a snack and come with me."

"But, we want to help with-" I begin.

"No," he replies. "Too dangerous."

Than he walks out, Simon heading to the kitchen and me helping Tori get upstairs.

She lay on the bed.

"Need anything?" I ask.

She shakes her head. "So, how was the first kiss?"

I choke.

"Seriously. Wolf-boy went shirtless, right? You did too, if I do so remember. Did you guys do-"

"No!" I shake my head. "Of course we didn't."

She glances at me and arches her eyebrow.

"Seriously. We did nothing. Except, you know; kiss."

"Make-out?

"Tori, I-"

"Did you guys make-out?"

"Tori, I don't think-"

"You guys made-out?"

"Tori! I said I don't think that I should-"

"So you made-out?"

"Yes."

I roll my eyes playfully as she grins.

"Did you like it?" she asks.

"Tori!"

"So you liked it?"

"Yes." I sigh.

"Do you think you're in love?"

I bite my lower lip.

"Aw, you're in love!" she coos.

"Maybe," I say, twirling my hair. Truth is, I knew the answer. Of course I was in love. Derek Souza is the guy I want to be with for the rest of my life. He made me happy, excited, ecstatic, made me have butterflies, feel light-headed, feel like the world revolves around us two, and only us two, when we were alone it would feel amazing, just to be with him, to feel him, to taste him, to touch him, to breathe in his scent-

"Um, hello?" Tori rolls her eyes and laughs.

"O-oh. Sorry. I guess I was just daydreaming," I reply, cheeks heating when Tori just continues to laugh.

"Guys?" Derek grumbles from outside our door.

"Yeah?" I call.

"Come here. We know who did it."

Tori and I glance at each other before bolting up and sprinting towards the door. We open it to see Derek and Simon behind him.

"What's wrong?" I ask, seeing the look on their faces.

"Who did it?" Tori says, stepping beside me.

Derek looks at Simon, than turns back to us. Tori suddenly grimaces and rubs her leg.

"Forgot about that." She shakes her head and gazes at her leg. "So? Who was it?"

"Um, it was-" Derek begins.

"ANDREW!" Simon shouts.

I gasp and Tori gapes.

THERE YA HAVE IT! Nope, Tori isn't dead. :) You're welcome Tori fans. Mmkay, please review! :D I'll post up the next chapter soon!