◇The Hybrid◆

chapter 20

i jab my frozen hands into my sweatshirt pocket.

the snow started to melt slightly as the sun slowly rises, wetting my pants. freezing my legs.

i sighed and a cloud of white smoke flows out of my mouth and into the air, swirling around my face.

i groan and kick a tree.

the tree topples over and collapses on the ground, causing the blanket of snow around it to fly up.

some of the snow hits my face and i angrily wipe at it.

tears stinging my eyes. 

i breath hard and punch another tree down.

i try to keep my breathing in control.. but that only makes it worse.

i start to hypervenelate and my knees buckle, dropping me to the cold hard ground. 

tears stream down my face as i think about the dream.

how could  i hurt her like that?

i killed her.

my eyes sting red as i choke out ugly sobs.

i do like layla.

i do have feelings for her.

and she likes me back.

she is my mate, and we are meant to be together. 

and that's exactly what we're going to do.

Layla's POV.

i wake up from my dream. 

i open my eyes, only to grimace and shut them.

i spun my body around to face where Derek is laying.

i murmer something and reach out to him.

my hand drops and connects with the cold sheets.

my eye brows furrow together and i open my eyes.

he's not here.

where would he be?

it's only..

i look at the clock onthe side table.

6:20.

where the hell would he be?

i shove the blankets off me and swing my legs off the side of the bed.

i plant my foot on the cold hard wood floor only to repel it back, sticking it back under the covers.

damn it derek.

you just had to take my socks off didn't you!

i close my eyes and take long breaths.

i let out a deep breath and open my eyes.

swiftly stepping on the floor and running across the room to the door.

i step into the carpeted hallway and breath a sigh of relief.

i walk past all the closed doors and stop at the top of the stairs. 

damn it.

i forgot 90% of this house is hard wood flooring.

i sigh an study the stairs.

i nod to myself and take a deep breath.

i run down the stairs, gripping the railing so i don't faceplant.

i run to the living room and jump onto the couch.

i smile at myself when i see the black fuzzy slippers that Danny got me as a house warming gift. 'or so he says' derek's voice mocks me from the recent event.