The Villain and her Hero

Chapter 3

I take a few boxes to my room and place them on the ottoman by the end of my bed. These boxes contained mostly my clothes. I still had Derek's shirt on and was reluctant to change out of it. It was comfortable and smelled like him. I finished putting away a box of clothes reaching over to open another box when there is a knock at my door.

"Come in." I state.

The door opens and I see Derek standing in the doorway. "Hey so um I was wondering if you wanted to come to my room and watch a movie with me..." He says at last. I step closer to him and said "Sure."

We both walked over to his room and he opens the door. The room is neater than I thought it would be with band posters all over the walls. We have very different tastes in music for sure. At this point, I had finally changed out of his shirt and into a light pink plain shirt with a small pocket and a pair of white shorts. I folded and set his shirt on his dresser. He told me to get comfortable on the bed and he grabbed the remote and turned the television on. He laid down next to me pulling the covers over me and himself.

"So what do you want to watch?" He asks.

"I'm fine with whatever." I say shyly.

"Ok horror movie it is then." He says while moving a bit closer to me.

I love horror movies and rarely get afraid of them. So I ended up being ok with watching a horror movie.

This certain movie had a murder scene that reminded me a lot of what happened to my older brother.

I started having flashbacks to the day where my brother, Mike, or we called him Mikey, was murdered in front of my eyes. I had just gotten used to the fact that we were murdering people and to not really feel bad for it. My mother was trained at a very young age not to cry for anyone or anything, so she was trying to train us that too. When Mikey was killed, I lost all that I was used to and cried for weeks. I stopped murdering for at least five weeks. My mother was upset about this "weakness" but my father understood it.

I got out of the flashback and felt mentally exhausted. I ended up passing out on his chest. He let me sleep there for the remainder of the movie. It was 9:30PM when we started the movie and it was now 11PM. I felt a slight shake and heard a quiet voice. I opened my eyes and saw Derek staring down at me.

"Hey the movie's over." He whispers.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep." I said.

"It's ok, you've had a long day, so I let you sleep for a while." He replied. 

"Well thank you for that." I said.

I felt this feeling I've never felt before, a feeling deep in my stomach. I felt safe around him. I felt comfortable.

I moved a bit closer and my hair fell onto my face again. He pushed the hair behind my ear and stared deeply into my eyes. He moved in a bit. Then his phone rang and ruined the moment.

"Sorry I gotta take this." He states.

He walks into the bathroom and I hear him say, "Hey babe, it's late what's up?" And "Val speak up I can barely hear you."

I get up and walk out of the room, quietly closing the door behind me. I walk into my room and climb into bed. I whisper to myself, "These sheets aren't nearly as warm as his." And "I can't believe he has a girlfriend, I'm so dumb, of course he has a girlfriend he's very attractive, anyone would be crazy not to date him." I slowly drift back to sleep.

I hear a slight knock at my door and check the time. It is now 1:30AM. I get up and go open the door. Derek rushes into my room, he's clearly upset about something. He flings himself onto my bed and I sit next to him.

"Is everything alright?" I ask, hair falling into my face shyly.

He looks up at me and sits up and pushes the hair out of my face. "Honestly no," he says at last, " Look I'm really sorry."

"For what?" I ask.

"For that phone call," he says, " I'm sorry it ruined the moment."

"It's ok, I understand that you have a girlfriend, no need to feel sorry about it." I reply.

"Val and I aren't dating anymore... we broke up a few weeks ago. It's hard to end old habits." He says.

"Oh..." I say.

Out of nowhere he leans in fast and kisses me like he wanted it to happen before the moment was ruined again. I was scared but I kissed him back.