Chapter nine

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****Derek's P.O.V****

She put something in her pocket, I didn't know what exactly it was. It looked like paper.

" Are you sure nothings wrong?" I asked again.

" No, I'm not." She answered. " Just found out I have to leave, and my mother could be alive." 

" Leave?" I asked, walking to her. I was still a bit scared of her so I backed away a little. She noticed.

" You're scared of me? Aren't you?" She asked, sadly. " I would only be scared of you if you were a psychopathic Witch." I lied. I would be more scared of her if she was.

" I see." She still didn't answer my question.

" Just go home for now. Please, for me. I just need to be alone right now." She sat on the cliff as  it rained harder. " Wh-"

" Just do it. I need time to think to myself." She curled up in her little ball. Holding her head. I was going to talk to her, but that would make her pissed. I knew I didn't want a witch hating me.

A witch

Witch. 

It lingered in my head. Maybe I needed to think about how I felt about her.

When I kissed her head, I felt sparks. Something that made me want to like her. Accept her. but that was before I knew, I wish I still didn't. But it felt nice knowing she would tell me these things. But I didn't know if I wanted to know more about her anymore.

I did as she asked and went home, and thought about this

I missed her already. I wanted to go back to maybe help her. I didn't know about her parents. She said her dad was a drunk. And her mother cared about her. I grew angry about her father, drunk. Who would be drunk around kids? That guy, it pissed me off.

I still didn't think I loved her. Though, I didn't know what Love was. So I couldn't answer my own questions. I threw that aside, but I couldn't shake the feeling. The sparks I got, a feeling in my stomach felt odd. I just wanted to know what that meant. I would google it, but that was a stupid idea. What would Google know? 

Everything

I tried to shake it off. I managed to think about her powers. I replayed the image of her throwing a bolt at the wolf. And the image of her totally scaring the shit out of me. 

I didn't know what to think anymore, I just turned on the TV and grabbed some popcorn. I'll check on her tomorrow 

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