|The Only One Who Can Save Me
Author: Xx.Crazy.girl99.xX PM
Derek lives with his house maid, his almost never there dad and his three brothers. his brothers are mean, cruel and they absolutely HATE Derek. Derek's only friend is Simon, who he spends most of his time with. Simon is the only reason Derek stays out of the gang his brothers are in (THE PACK). But when he meats Chloe will she be the one to save him or push him over the edge?Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Family - Chloe S. & Derek S. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 8,121 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 28 - Updated: 02-07-13 - Published: 10-03-12 - id: 8579548
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CHAPTER 1: Ahhh, Brothers, gotta love 'em right.
I jolted from my sleep when a loud bang came from down stairs, I looked at my clock, 2:56AM, 'Ugh' I mentally groaned. I got out of bed, but there really was no need to, I could hear my idiotic brothers from down stairs. I couldn't deal with this tonight. Every frickn' night my elder brothers come home, either smashed from drinking and smoking weird shit or screaming on adrenaline. I hadn't slept properly since my 'brothers' (more like biologically related assholes) joined 'The Pack'. The pack was literally a pack, for werewolves.
'The pack' goes around doing stupid shit that always end up on the bloody news, like robbing shops, and not like the 7-11 but Target and shit, they also sell drugs and get into fight with other pack from other arias, and sometimes even humans try to fight. IDIOTS. I'm still amazed that nobody has found out that 'The pack' is full on fucking werewolves, there not always the best at being discreet.
I knew if I stayed in this room I was safe from them beating the shit out of me, like they usually do, well that was until I installed a lock and then another five. I knew all they had to do was extend their arm with a small amount of pressure and the door would break. But they were to off their face to remember how to most of the time.
I had also bought many locks for Lydia, our sleep-in house maid. She sleeps next to the laundry, and that's at the back of the house, so she should be safe.
I knew I couldn't get back to sleep from past experience, so I jumped out the window and walked away from the house. Lydia and dad lived on the first floor, my brothers Mark, Mathew and Mitchel, stayed on the second floor, as for me, I got the attic, the ceiling was just high enough that I wouldn't bash my head when I walked. It was quite big so I wasn't complaining.
I walked through the forest at the back of our house. I hate the way my brothers act, dad should have kicked them out long ago, but he doesn't want any more people he loves leaving.
After my mother died my dad was so depressed, my best friend Simon said he was even worse than me. All he did was moping around glassy eyed and a lot thinner than he had ever been. My brothers thought they would make me join 'The pack' but with Simons help I turned them down, and yet they still insist by calling me every name under the bloody moon.
After dad got back on his feet, he went into work mode; he just worked all the time. The only time I say him was on Sunday at lunch when we went out and 'bonded' with each other, even my brothers tagged along.
But for most of the week I spent time at Simon's house, playing video games or helping him with his homework. But he was like a brother to me. and the best one so far.
It was seven when I returned; I got onto the shower knowing my brothers were asleep.
I always needed to shower, I was a seventeen year old werewolf, as big as a house and apparently, and I quote
"As smelly as a dead rat'.
Ahhh, brothers gotta love 'em right.
I was eating breakfast when dad walked in.
"Morning" I said without looking up.
"Derek, the school called" My head shot up so fast that if I were human I would have serious whiplash.
"Why" I ask as casually as possible.
"Well, I know for a fact that you're a genius and I guess the school thinks so to, so they called and asked if you were interested in tutoring".
Hold on, please tell me he didn't agree, please tell be he didn't say yes, please oh God have mercy on my anti-social soul, plea-
"And I said yes".
Oh, FUCK. I have the patience to deal with my brothers, I have the patience to deal with my dad, but I have almost no patience towards some dumb shit probably too busy snorting fairy powder up there nose to do homework.
God must HATE ME!
"And why the hell did you say yes?" I asked shooting daggers.
"Because they needed an answer ASAP, so I gave them one"
"Why didn't you get me first?"
"Because you were in the shower, now hurry up and get to school, and go to attendance after school" he said basically pushing me out the door.
I got into my black commodore and slowly turned the ignition while smacking my head agent the wheel of the car multiple times.