Mystic. [Old]

Chapter 18:

I don't want to go with them. I feel uncomfortable again. I want to die. I want to stab them. I want them to leave me alone, or the other way around. I don't feel so much appreciation as I should for Derek. He's actually pretty nice, but I'm sure he has an anger problem. Best not to take myself to far. Jordyn stepped up next to Tiff as they roamed the streets. "Look... Tiff. I'm sorry." Tiffany already began to grit her teeth a bit. "I didn't mean to hurt y-"

"Shut the hell up cause you don't know a damn thing of what it's like to have a broken heart!" she blurted out. Shit. That did it. Dammit Tiff, Tori and Derek heard it too. I need to stop. But she didn't, the flame kept going. "You have no idea how good I felt when I met you guys, then I feel like you bit the hand that fed you. I CARED FOR YOU. BOTH OF YOU. What did you guys do? Leave."

"But-"

"I don't give a rat's ass on what excuse you have. I can read your damn mind." Tiffany's eyes began to water, "I can't believe I stooped so low to save people like you." She ran. Tori was practically whimpering, maybe even crying. Derek was upset and tried to comfort Victoria. Jordyn stood there, she was sobbing, covering her face with her hands. Tiffany regretted her damn mouth. Why can't you l-learn to shut the hell up and be quiet. Run away from your mistakes. Like always. She began to cry now as she ran, her form vigorously changed like a TV channels. She sensed the footsteps behind her. Derek. Tori. Jordyn. All ran.

Derek eventually got up to speed with Tiffany and made her fall to the ground. "What the hell was that Tiff?"

"You don't abandon your fucking team like that."Tiffany got herself up and just gazed down at their shoes. "You're right." He flipped his hair, "Damn right, I am." Victoria and Jordyn finally met up with them. Tori panted her lungs out, although she did shapeshift. Jor was simply slow due to mental and physical state. Derek put his hands in his pockets and raised a brow, "You got a problem, you talk it out with the whole team. Not work it out with yourself and lie to us. We are sure as hell sorry. We can't fix the past, got it?" Tiffany wiped her face and looked at Derek. "Fine. I agree." They all pulled themselves together and walked into a store. "Good. Speaking of good, we need a 'good' squad name, since we're a team."

"How about the Morphers?" Tori said.

"We aren't all morphers," Jordyn replied. Derek laughed, "We should obviously name us Derek is the best." Tiffany rolled her eyes, "You guys are retarded," she gazed around the store. Derek slipped some food into his slick, black leatherjacket as Jordyn and Victoria kept making silly names. Tiffany smiled a bit and thought of names.

  Abnormal? Supernatural? Mystical?