Chloe's Point of View
The rain was pouring all over me, and strangely I didn't care. I came out here to just to think, because I couldn't think in the safe house because Simon wouldn't leave me alone! I like him; I just don't like him as much as he likes me. That makes sense right? And then there are all these ghosts in the house, and all of them won't leave me alone. They all want me out of the house, to stay out of their business, and all that. I just couldn't take it!
Tori was in complete annoyed mode, apparently she hates sharing rooms with such "style losers" so she locks the door for the whole day, until I have to break in to go to sleep. And Derek spent all his time in his and Simon's room; or with Andrew planning; or in the library reading about werewolves. So I had no one to talk to. And if that wasn't bad enough, I'm not sure if my aunt is dead or alive, if my dad is safe. And I'm being chased by these crazy scientists who keep testing stuff on me. But I shouldn't be thinking about that, I came out here to be calm, and alone.
I found a small log and lowered myself onto it, rain making small puddles around me. I just sat there trying to sort through all the things happening in my life. I don't know how long I sat there thinking, but soon I began falling asleep, just seeing the forest dripping with water…
I opened my eyes to see not the wet forest I remember but to see my and Tori's room. I blinked a few times, to make sure I still wasn't dreaming, and breathed in… another scare came over me as I smelt something different, something that smelled like the forest. I breathed in again, liking the smell. I closed my eyes snuggling into the smell, calm and quiet. Until someone cleared their throat, I jumped at the loud sound.
A low chuckle sounded next to me. "Glad you're awake. I thought you might actually be unconscious." Derek said a slight smile on his face.
I sat up; looking down at my body, to see that I was wearing an oversized black sweatshirt that had the smell all over it. I plucked the sweatshirt between two fingers saying, "Whose is this?"
Derek's face dropped as he said "It's mine, when I found you, all you had on was a t-shirt, and it was soaking wet, so I gave you my sweatshirt." The way he said this, gave me the idea that he was sorry he gave me the sweatshirt.
I opened my mouth to respond, but instead I just sneezed, causing Derek to curse under his breath.
"I knew it," he paused, and took in a big breath, to say," Why the hell were you outside, in the middle of the rain? C'mon Chloe, you should know better!" he was practically screaming now.
I looked up at him, my anger growing. I opened my mouth to snap back at him, but he was yelling at me again.
He kept yelling for about five minutes, all of which I spent staring at his eyes, noticing the fear and pain behind the anger. His eyes showed the same emotion they showed when he yelled at me, while we were on the run. He wasn't angry with me, just worried.
Sometime while I was staring into space, Derek had walked out of the room, and walked to his room.
I lay back down on my bed, sneezing lightly. Just thinking of his wonderful, shining green eyes…
Author Note: So, what did you think? Like it hate it? Well review, and tell me what you thought. i'm okay with like "constructive criticism" just likenot the whole "YOU SUCK!" stuff.
Okay so the other thing is, that theres going to be alot more. It was supposed to be a one shot, just its a tad longer that it was supposed to be. so i'm gonna wirte it in chapters. Anyway, review, i wanna know what you though.
-Jacee Armstrong Souza 3