Chapter 4: Balls and Baths

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Sorry this took longer I got kinda busy. I'll try to update faster, but I probably won't be updating daily from now on. Probably weekly, maybe a couple times a week if I get free time. Again sorry, and I hope you enjoy this chapter. P.S. I'm going to try and give these chapters titles from now on.
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I woke up to no Derek and incredible ass pain. I looked around in confusion for where Derek could be and heard absolute silence. I got up took the appropriate amount of my pills, and walked downstairs. Derek wasn't anywhere to be seen, so I went to the garage to see if his car was there. What the fuck where is he? I took out my phone and called him and it went to voicemail. Bitch, what the fuck? I called a few more times but they all went straight to voicemail, I text him a couple times and he hasn't even read them.

"Okay, now I'm worried." I said aloud to the empty house.

I looked around a little more and found a sticky note on the fridge.

Went to "talk" to your dad with the pack and Melissa, I made breakfast (it's in the fridge) Don't worry and remember that you deserve to live. Watch some Netflix (I already have The Office ready for you) and eat your breakfast. I'll be back somewhere in between 2:30 and 3:30 (pm)

P.S. Don't come to stop us, in won't be able to text or call you (my phone is off), I took your gun and blades so don't even think about it. And I got you a little something (in the freezer).

Love,
Derek

I read the note out loud in a mumble and I stopped breathing. Reason 1) he said "talk" not talk so they are probably turning him in 2) he made me breakfast I mean nobody has done something like that for me in a long time 3) he took my weapons of self destruction (which means he cares....I think) 4) LOVE, DEREK.

" HOLY SHIT!" I exclaimed and started to do my happy dance that hasn't been used in a long time.

I open the fridge to see a plate with eggs, bacon, and French toast wrapped in saran wrap.

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