Lunar Clock

~Chapter 10: In The Forest~

DPOV

My body stung as braches whipped my sides and brushed against my face. My breathing was hoarse, and I was running blind as the rain hammered against my eyes. I felt like I was going to be ripped apart as wave after wave of emotions I could not understand rocked me. I felt my body fall forward as my feet flew from underneath , I saw a rock coming towards me, and heard a crunching sound erupt from my arm after contact with it.

Involuntarily a loud howl escaped my lungs in pain, and the rain just kept pounding with no mercy against my back and neck. I rolled off of the rock and laid myself outstretched on the forest floor, my arm was winching but I ignored it long enough to stare up at the dark angry sky.

"So this is what hell feels like, huh?"I shouted at the rolling black clouds. I spat up the blood that began pooling in my mouth and clamped down on my tongue trying to stanch the bleeding a bit. My good hand grasped the saturated soil, and ripped at the roots to calm my temper. If anything hell sounded pretty good right about now, cause from where I was laying this was 10 times worse that anything Satan could dish out.

Tons of different actions started running through my mind, my body wanted to hunt and kill the delicious rabbit hiding in a tunnel 5 meters away, I smelt my own blood and had the strange urge to want to find more blood to quench my thirst. My heart was beating a mile a minute; a strange sensation was flowing through me that was far more powerful and dominant than the others. It ached at my conciseness and made my insides twist with desire.

But desire for what?

My breath became laboured, and my body felt stiff.

"What do you want from me?" I cried out, knowing that my body couldn't answer back, but it still felt better to cry out my rage.

I sat up and shielded myself under a tree, something was happening... I looked down at myself...something was wrong and I didn't like it.

CPOV

The storm went on over night as well; I refused to retire to my room no matter how much my house mates insisted I get some rest. I couldn't sleep knowing that Derek was out there in this, he must of been sick by now from being out there so long, and if that didn't get him, whatever was happening to his body would. I hated to think on about the negatives, knowing that a lot of other people were more worried about how I was feeling than about Derek at the moment.

I knew_ everybody knew that Derek was more than capable of looking after himself... but after that last change of his, when he was barely able to stand let alone look after himself. And the dazing out thing he did back then, I wasn't so sure anymore.

So when everyone finally went to bed... or in Andrew's case to his office, I decided to keep watch for Derek in the den by the window. I decided to keep the fire going slightly, and watched the patch of woods outside that he disappeared into for while.

At about midnight, 3 hours into my watch Simon came in and sat beside me. He didn't look at me at first; he seemed to be locking eyes with the small dancing fire, the browns of his irises glittering along with its mesmerizing display.

"Chloe," he said finally, his gaze adverted. He was slouched over, his elbows on his knees as he stared on at the flames tumbling in the fireplace.

"Yes Simon?" I was staring back out the window, not really ready for Simon's eyes on me just yet.

"Do you think Derek is okay out there?" I shifted a little, and I swore I saw him move closer too, he looked up at me and I realized that the red in the whites of his eyes were from a zero amount of sleep.

"I don't know... I mean the last time he changed I changed my mind about how much I can trust him looking after himself."

"You mean back when we were on the bus?" My teeth clenched, I totally forgot to tell Simon about Derek's practice run last night.

"No, you see last night he k _k_ kind of_"

"He changed last night too?" I nodded back to him and he came up to me and draped his arm around my shoulders. He looked scared. "What happened to him to make you worry?" I looked up to him, and placed my hand on top of his. I started to explain to him about Derek being unable to walk, and told him about how he fell unconscious. I saw his jaw working.

"Are you planning on staying out here the whole night?" He whispered, leaning me closer. I didn't mind him doing this but it seemed more like he was flirting with me than trying to comfort my mind.

"As long as I can stay awake for I guess, yeah." He leaned in toward me and I was engulfed by his brilliant brown eyes that seemed to dance even without the reflection of the flame.

"I wish I was Derek right now, boy I am jealous of how much you care about him." I jumped back in shock.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. What do you mean you wish you were him? Don't you realise how much pain Derek has been in, and all the sh*t he has gone through!" He backed away.

"No, no I didn't mean it like that, I was just_"

"I worry about Derek because he is a good person going through something no one like him should ever have to go through!"

"Chloe it's not like_"

"No, I know it's not like me to go and only worry about one person, and I see that you want attention too from everyone, including me. But it cannot be like that right now."I stood up and he sank down into the chair." You should understand this, you are his brother!"

"I only wanted_"

"More time with me right?" he swallowed. "Simon what are you 6? There is more to life than just getting attention."I walked over to the door frame and gave him a disappointed stare. "And when you figure that out, then maybe I will pay attention to you."

I ran up the stairs almost expecting him to follow, but he didn't, and I resumed the watch from my room.