She's Deaf (part ll)

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DAVEED DIGGS IS DERICK!!!^^^
(Btw when Derick signs it's in bold text when (y/n) signs it's italic. I think that's the word.)

(Y/n)'s P.O.V.

I woke up to strong arms wrapped around me and butterflies in my stomach. My mind immediately averted back to last night's events I bit my bottom lip thinking of the way Derrick makes me feel, I mean I just met him like last night. Why do I feel this way, and why am I so stupid I can't believe I'm in the bed with him, I can't believe I even agreed to go home with these people.

Well I guess it is for my safety since some of that guys partners are still alive, but why do they care about my saftey. That one guy thinks I'm stupid cause I'm Deaf, I don't know the rest of the guys, and Derick I don't know how he feels but he seems to like my presence. I just... I can't read him. For all I know this could be a huge gang and I could have been tricked into sex slavery or somthing. Well they would have taken my phone if that was the case, wait did they take my phone??? Oh Jesus, what if they kill me, what If I know too much.

Ok calm down and take a deep breath if they were going to kill you they would have done it already...... right? All of a sudden I felt lips attached to my forehead, I look up and see Derick looking down at me and smiling with tired eyes. He moved a piece of hair out of my face then mouthed the words 'Good morning gorgeous' while sliding his hand down to my waist. I know he mouthed the words Because I didn't feel his chest vibrate.

I smiled then mouthed 'Good morning' to him. For some reason we just kept starring into each other's eyes, and it wasn't weird or awkward, it felt.... natural and like somthing we've been doing for years. I swear being around Derick Is comfortable and I feel like I've known him my whole life. But I've only known him for a night. What. is. the. deal!

All of a sudden he looked away towards the door he looked like he was listening to somthing or someone speak. I look over at the door and see that one guy standing there talking about somthing with Derick I was too tired to read his lips so I just closed my eyes enjoying Derick's touch. I got a little scared when I felt Derick's chest vibrate as he spoke to the guy it seemed like he was angry or aggravated. The vibration was soothing and comforting though and as soon as it stopped I missed it. He took a deep breath the vibrations started again but only for a short moment. A few seconds later I felt Derick tap on my waist, I looked up at him and he smiled the tapped my waist twice hinting at me to get up. I don't want to but I knew that I had to.

I pushed myself off his chest and instantly stretched out my arms and let out a yawn. I looked over at Derick and noticed him smiling and cracking his neck as his eyelids shielded his beautiful brown eyes from showing. I bit my bottom lip and watched him and all his perfect features. After stretching and standing up Derick walked to another room not "saying" anything to me. I slowly stood up and stretched my legs out and rubbed my neck feeling a little tence, after that I started to walk around the room and look at stuff. On the walls were paintings and those one statue heads from Africa. Has he been to Africa? I wanna go...

DERICK'S P.O.V.

Jason is really pissing me off. He always has to get what he wants, not this time. (Y/n) is mine and only mine I'm not letting him take her from me, how about we let her choose I'm sure she'd choose me. Not being cocky or anything but just because it seems like she likes me. She probably has a boyfriend or somthing what if she hates me when she finds out I'm in a gang. I mean I KILL people for fuck sake, she's definitely gonna hate me, I thought as I turned on the water for a shower. I stripped out of my clothes and hopped into the shower starting to wash up. After I was done washing my body I started to wash my hair and avoid getting shampoo in my eyes like I always do. It never fails. Even when I close my eyes shampoo always seems to find it's way into my eyeballs, I hate it. Anyways.... I finished washing my hair I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist, and dried as much of my hair as I could with another.

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