Scarlet's Mate

Part Eleven

Derek waits outside the gym doors as I go give Mrs.June my pass.  She grabs it from me, examines it, and huffs, "alright."

I waited for her to say more but she doesn't.  Instead she turned and started walking towards her "office," which is basically just a glorified closet.  I shifted on my feet uncomfortably for a few moments before leaving the gym.  Something about skipping class, even when I have a legit excuse, makes me uneasy.  Maybe it's because I know Derek will be skipping his class, without any excuse at all.

When I get back to the hall, Derek gives me a smirk, "follow me."

He starts walking towards the main doors but stops when he realizes I hadn't moved.  He sighs and walks back over to me, "I wouldn't make you do anything that would get you in trouble, you just have to trust me," he reached his hand out to me.

I hesitated for a moment then grabbed his hand.  He starts walking us outside and to his truck.  He opens the door for me, waits for me to get in, then closes the door.  I watch him as he jogs to his side and gets in.  He pulls out his phone and sets an alarm for 40 minutes.  He turns the truck on and plugs in his aux before I have a chance to grab it. 

He shuffles his music and the first song that came on was Love Story by Taylor Swift.  His face turned beat red as he fumbled with his phone trying to skip the song.  I started laughing hysterically which only made Derek fumble more.  His phone ended up falling out of his hands and in between his seat and the center console.  He tried to reach for it but his hands were too big. 

He slouched and gave up, looking over at me he laughed, "well, the cat's already out of the bag, might as well enjoy my song," he turns up the radio and throws the truck in drive.

As we drive away from the school I rest my head on my hand and stare out the window.  I watch as the trees pass by and try to count them.  I lost count after I hit 100.  I'm about to start up again when the truck slows down.  Derek turns onto a dirt path, he drives up just enough that we could no longer see the road anymore.  He turns off the truck and looks over at me.

"Are you going to murder me?"  I fake a scared look and lean away from him.

"No no, I'm just a gentle stalker remember?  You're the killer," he laughed and opened the door, he jumped out then reached under the seat and retrieved his phone, he slipped it in his pocket and looked back up to me, "you coming?"

He slammed his door and I opened mine, I carefully lowered myself out of the truck, I'm almost to the ground when my hand slipped.  I fell to the ground with a thud.

"Shit, shit, shit," I look down at my hand and see blood.  There's not much but a drop is all it takes.  My head starts to feel dizzy and I close my eyes, trying to focus on my breathing and not the blood.

"Jesus Scarlet, I leave you be for one second and you hurt yourself," his voice sounded far at first but got closer as he kept talking, "come on, let me see."

I held out my hand, I tried to keep it from shaking but that only seemed to make it worse.  Derek grabbed my hand to steady it as he examined my small cut.

"Well, I'm no doctor, but I think you're gonna live," he laughed.

I didn't respond and just kept counting my breaths, "Derek, I need you to get rid of the blood."

"All of it?  What, you want me to find you a vampire?"  Although I knew he was joking, the way he said it made it seem like he was serious.

"Just clean it, please," I sigh.

Derek dropped my hand and went to his truck, I heard him rummage around then finally he came back to me.  He lifted my hand carefully and held it away from my body, "now this might sting a little," he poured something on my hand and immediately I felt burning.  Like he just had lit it on fire.