Saving Peyton ( SP #1)

Ch. 3

I was frozen in shock. How did he know where I lived? How did he know my name? I never told him that. Before everything crashed to the floor, Dereck used his inhuman speed and caught everything. He then walked to the nightstand and placed everything on there.

I looked up and nodded my head as a thank you, he nodded his in response. I walked around him grabbed the small container of spaghetti and went and sat on my bed. I ate a few bites before looking over at him. I said,

"Why are you here? And how do you know where I live?"

It took him a few moments to reply. He walked to where I was sitting on my bed and cautiously sat down.

"Did you really think I was just going to let you go? Just like that? " he asked.

After he said that I started choking on my food. After a few minuets of coughing I managed to get my breathing back to normal. I looked up at him.

"What do you mean? And why me? " I asked, being completely honest.

I mean seriously look at me. I have long dark black hair, just barley over 5'3, weigh about 130 pounds, and piercing bright blue eyes, which I may add are the only thing I actually like about myself. In my opinion I wasn't even considered pretty.

" I mean, I finally found you, and I am not letting you go, I have waited far to long for this." he said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

" What does that even mean!" I yelled, fed up with the fact he hasn't answered one of my questions.

I calmed down after that, I wasn't one usually to snap at people. I looked back up and said,

"Sorry. I didn't mean to snap." He nodded his head in response before saying,

" Maybe I should explain."

I nodded my head signaling it was a good idea, because honestly it was. I scooted up, to where my back was against the headboard.

"May I?" he asked, pointing towards the spot next to me.

I hesitated before finally nodded. He scooted up next to me, but making sure there was space between us.

"Okay, here goes nothing..." He said, before taking a deep breath and continuing.