Chapter 11
"Come on, Emily!" Kate smiled, "This is what we do."
"What did he do?" I asked.
"He's a werewolf. He has killed and will kill again. It's just a matter of time before he does it again," Kate told me.
She walked over to this thing. I could not stop looking at it. Why does he look so familiar? He was obviously in pain; Kate was using electricity to shock him. He was in pain. The pain was so extreme it was making him turn. He was growing.
"Derek," I breathed.
"Oh, you know him?" she asked.
"He's not hurting anyone, let him go!" I told her.
"Or what?"
"Or...Or..."
She laughed and I sighed.
"Look at you, Derek, always attracting the young girls, the pretty ones. Remember when we used to go out. Yeah, it was the best of times. All the things we used to do together: the hot sex we had as well as all the fun we have now," she drawled.
Why can't she stop talking? Why is she saying all of this? I looked at Derek, he looked angry but when he looked at me he looks sorry. I saw Kate lick his stomach. I looked away, feeling even more uncomfortable. Why did she do that?
Derek growled angrily.
Laughing, she walked away leaving Derek and I alone.
"Emily," he said.
"You and Kate?" I asked.
"It was years ago! I hate her; she's the one who caused the fire! She's the one that killed my family! There were perfectly normal, the people in my house that she killed," he yelled.
He gets shocked again. Its eyes flashed blue as he changed and growled again.
"Derek," I said looking at him. Derek is full on wolf. He can't change back. He saw me and growled at me baring his teeth.
The man came in.
"Right, Hale, round 5!"
The man brought out a hot iron and stabbed Derek with it. Derek growled loudly bearing his teeth more. The man laughed and put the electricity on. Derek was getting shocked! He was shaking, growling. His eyes turned to the beautiful ice blue. I know what that colour means but the eyes suit him. He has a tortured soul.
I looked at the man; my decision was final.
"Stop that!" I shouted. I ran up to the man and tried pushing him away from the machine. I cried, "Stop that! You're hurting him."
The man used the back of his hand and slapped me across the cheek. I fell back. I got really angry. I tackled him and he hit the machine turning it on again. Climbing on top of him, I punch him. I didn't stop punching 'til I saw a puddle of blood.
Derek looked down at me as is he's about to pass out. I put my hand on his cheek. He looked at me and he quickly turned back.
"Hey you!" I said.
"Emily?" He breathed out. "G...Go...I don't want you to...to get hurt."
The machine went off. I felt the electricity run through my body causing me to fall to my knees. Derek growled more.
"Too late to worry about me."
I look at him.
I slowly got up and, picking up the hot iron, smashed the machine. Derek has not turned back yet. He is all pale and panting to get his breath back.
"D...Derek?" I asked as I walk over to him. I ran my hand through his hair.
I placed my hand on his left cheek. I smiled as he calmed. Suddenly he growled. Derek jerks and he got ahold of my hand and bit me.
"AHH! Fuck!" I grit my teeth. I saw the blood run down my hand. I squeezed my eyes shut to stop the tears running down my cheeks. I opened them after taking a deep breath to steady my nerves.
"Shh Shh Shh!"
I placed my other hand on his right cheek. He growled biting my arm harder. "Derek it's ok!" I rubbed his cheek. He looked at me and released my hand from his mouth. Derek gave me a puppy dog face.
"I'm getting you out of here," I smiled. I un-cuffed his left hand. I heard a growl and turned around to see Scott.