'Hey,' I turned around and saw Derek.
'Oh.' I really didn't wanna talk to him.
'What's wrong?' he said.
'I don't know, you tell me.' I believe I sounded pissed, like I was.
'Did someone piss you off?'
'Oh, yeah, you did.' I said. I know it was one kiss, but doesn't he feel the responsibility to say hi to me?
'What did I do? I just saw you kiss Isaac? How do you explain that?' Oh, no he didn't.
'What?! You get mad at me because of one game of Spin the Bottle, which I was forced to play, by the way, and you didn't call me for a week after we kissed?! Why do you even care who I kiss?!' I yelled. I didn't really care if people heard. He was an accused murderer anyways.
He took my hand and dragged me to his car.
'What are you doing?' I asked angrily.
'I'm apologizing.' he said.
'Oh, really? Cause I don't hear it.'
'I'm sorry, okay? I'm not really a relationship person.'
'Well, that says it. We shouldn't be together. You get back to your werewolf stuff, and I'm gonna go back to a part of my life that's at least a little bit normal.'
I walked away. I didn't want a guy that was gonna ignore me when people were around. I didn't really trust Derek anymore. I know it's a big thing to say, but I just don't feel like I can trust him anymore. I got back to the party and decided I was gonna have fun. I got back to the room where we played Spin the Bottle. I saw they were all around the closet.
'What's going on?' I asked Isaac, who was sitting on the sofa.
'They're playing 7 Minutes In Heaven, which by me, is the worst game to play. Ever.'
'I agree.' I said.
'Where did you go?' he asked.
'Oh, I went outside.'
'I heard someone arguing. Did you see it?'
'Yeah, it was me and Derek. I mean, how do you kiss a girl and then don't say hi to her for a week?' I said, again angry.
'That's not right. That's why I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out sometimes?' he asked blushing.
'How about we go now? I kinda hate this party.' I said.
'Then, let's not waste any time.' he smiled.
We started leaving the room when I saw Stiles coming out of the closet with Maya. Wow. I ran up to him.
'What just happened?' I asked.
'I don't know. But I think I'm in love.' he said.
'You made out?'
'The best making out in my life!' he said and high-fived me. I smiled, went up to Isaac and we left.
We went out of the house and at the corner of my eye I saw Derek next to his car, so I just went the opposite direction of him.
'So where are we going?' I said.
'I know a nice restaurant.' he said.
'Oh, I know a better place.' I smiled and his face lit up. 'And it's not what you think.' He laughed.
We walked about 2 miles talking and finally got to an abandoned hotel.
'What's so special about this place?' he asked.
'I plan to move in here when I finish high school. I don't think I'll be able to live with my aunt anymore. She's killing me, ugh.'
He smiled. I took his hand and led him inside. It was an old building but it felt warm and comfy enough to live in. I really hoped I would get to live here. I would re-decorate of course.
'It's nice. It's just a bit... demolished.' he said and smiled.
'Oh, shut up, wait till you see the view.' I took his hand again and led his up the stairs to the roof top. The view was what I liked the most about the place. To his surprise I already put a deck chair on the edge of the roof. It was magical. I was always stunned when I saw the view. I saw that he was too. He sat on the chair.
'Come on, sit, Jess.' he smiled.
'Isaac, it's only one chair.'
'You can sit on me.' he had a cheeky smile.
'Should that sound attractive?' I said and he laughed.
'Is it?'
I smiled and sat on him. We kept looking at the stars until I said:
'Isaac?'
'Yeah?'
'Do you like me?' I asked without looking at him.
'I never got to like someone so much in such a short time.' I looked at him and he smiled.
'Same here.' I smiled.
He kissed me and we sat there until I realized it was 12 am and my aunt is gonna kill me.
'Oh, shit, I gotta go.' I said.
'Your aunt?'
'Yeah. I really wish I could stay.' I said.
'I'll walk you to your house.'
My house was half an hour away so we had to walk a lot. And I mean A LOT. Like I can't walk for 5 minutes and not half an hour. As I mentioned before, I hate walking. And running. And climbing. And anything related to using your legs.
'We're here.' I said.
'See you tomorrow. I hope.' he smiled and kissed me.
I turned around to walk to my house and I saw that the front window is smashed.
'What is that?' I said and Isaac turned around.
'What?' he asked.
'The smashed window.'
We started walking towards the front door and cautiously opened it. I opened my eyes wide when I saw blood on the floor. I looked at Isaac and he looked at me with a concerned look. We continued walking to the living room and I screamed. I think I'll never get that picture out of my head. My dead aunt lying in a pool of blood. Isaac turned me around to face him and put my head on his chest.
The police came in about 10 minutes. I saw Stiles' father entering the house and Stiles and Scott waiting outside. I was crying my eyes out. I have no one. No one.
