I start making my way across the breakfast room slowly. I notice the chill in the air is gone now that Jack is too. It comforts me a little knowing he's not watching me close up anymore. To be honest, Jack creeps me out and I don't know why I agreed to help him help Derek. Derek won't approve of what I'm doing and I bet I'll just be shooed inside again when he catches me running away. I should just let Derek do as he pleases instead of going against his wishes yet again. But of course, my big throbbing heart can't help but care for the big guy who turns into a werewolf so often.

I glance out the window as I walk by it and see the clouds have cleared. It's a sunny, beautiful day just right for leaving. I turn my attention back to the path I'm headed and just as I am about to pass Derek he looks up from his bowl of milk and grabs my arm. A jolt goes through my arm from the shock of being touched by him accompanied by a slight burning where he is holding me. I look at him with my eyes wide and my mouth slightly open. Something is definitely wrong here.

"Chloe..." he starts but doesn't finish.
"Please let go of me, Derek." I try to keep myself calm but I feel as though is touch is going to burn through my flesh if he doesn't let go soon. Fireworks appear in my vision and I gasp. I start to squirm and he lets go of my arm. I look at my arm but there doesn't seem to be a burn mark. It must have just been my imagination. I look back over to Derek and see he has gone back to staring at his milk.

"Derek? Aren't you going to finish your sentence?" I wait at his table and try to meet his eyes but it's evident he won't be talking to me anymore. Another conversation finished and I have no idea what just happened. Then I remember what I'm supposed to do and speed walk out of the room trying not to look suspicious. I don't want to let Jack to think I can't be trusted and I give myself away easily. As I'm leaving I glance back at Tori and see she no longer suspects anything. I'm not sure if I'm happy I'll get away freely or disappointed I won't be stopped again. There's no backing out now so I make my way through the dark musty hallway to my small room while trying not to think about all the things I'm leaving behind.

I grab my backpack from the day before and start repacking it with everything I needed. The exact things I just unpacked go back in and I start to feel more confident of the non-existent plan set in place. I really hope Jack's plan is good because if I get caught again, Derek will probably lock me in a prison cell and never let me out. I hope he understands that I'm doing this for him. I knew something was up from the day he said those hurtful things to me. It's just not like him. I sigh as I swing my backpack over my shoulders. I don't know how long I have to wait so I decide to sit on the bed.

I've almost drifted off to sleep when I feel pain stabbing me everywhere. First it's small and starts in my head then it slithers down my whole body, pricking and poking every part of me. Suddenly I'm writhing on the floor gasping for air. I feel as though I'm going to explode and no place is safe to hide from the pain going across my flesh. I desperately try to muffle my screams. Tears start to roll down my face as my vision starts to go black. I can't think. I can't do anything but try to get away from it all. There's nowhere to hide though and soon I fight get tired of fighting pain and trying to stay awake. The pain is unbearable. I plead for the mercy and it is slowly given as I'm engulfed by darkness. I drift into unconsciousness just as a cool breeze sweeps over my tormented body.

I know Derek doesn't seem in character in the few chapters I've written. I hope this explains his actions a little. This chapter might be a little confusing but it will be explained soon! Thanks for the new reviews and follows. I hope you guys liked this chapter :)