The piercing morning sun shone in her window as she quickly threw on one of her favorite shirts and some jeans. She messily applied some eye liner and was off and out the door to her moms car. The silent ride to the school was peaceful and she stared into the forest looking for the magic she knew was there.
“Hey, mom. Can I have my friends over tomorrow?” she asked convincingly.
“Yeah, absolutely honey! They can come over for sure! And Lauren will be at her friends house so you can even have all three of them. What’s their names? Tess, Brook and uh is it Casey?” her mom said a little bit too excitedly, like she was surprised her daughter had friends.
“Tess, Bridget, and Katy.” she replied quietly. They were nearing the school and she gathered her things.
“That’s right, have a good day at school today! Oh and don’t wait up for me tonight, I wont be home until about twelve.” her mom explained. They pulled up to the school and Marie stepped out of the car and waved goodbye as she walked to the legalized jail cell.
Marie trudged to her locker sleepily and swung open the door. She couldn’t seem to get away from the nightmare from last night that stalked her peace of mind. She breathed out heavily and leaned against the locker and dosed. Slowly, she realized there were arms around her, strong muscular arms that were familiar, Derek’s arms.
“Hi.” she said as she turned and wrapped her arms around his back and leaned on his chest.
“Good morning sleepy head.” Derek almost laughed.
“I’m just tired. Big paper.” she answered, which was partially true, but it wasn’t exactly the paper keeping her up. She laced her fingers through Derek’s and they walked down the hall as people turned their heads and whispered. “Hey uh, so I’m just curious, no pressure or anything, but what are we exactly? I’ve had some people ask me and I don’t want to tell them I’m your girlfriend if I’m not.” she asked, hoping he wouldn’t try to bolt.
Derek looked at the floor with a grin stretched across his face and began. “You’re cute when you’re nervous.” he said, giving her hand a little squeeze. “Um, I would like it if you were my girlfriend.” he admitted, causing her to blush a little and smile.
“Ok.” she said as she stopped next to her third hour and wrapped her arms around his neck. She noticed each jealous scowl walk past her and decided she should really give them something to be jealous about. She looked up into his eyes -god those eyes- and down to his lips. She was still aware of every stare as she leaned forward and kissed him, kissed him like she hadn’t before. She felt the warmth start in her stomach and she felt his smooth lips, scalding on top of hers. She leaned back and smirked.
“Happy Thursday.” Derek said, pressing his forehead to hers.
“Why is this a happy Thursday?” She mumbled into his shoulder.
“Only one more day til Friday?” Derek replied, looking for an answer.
“Hmm.” She playfully whined as she nuzzled into his chest. She loved his chest, everything about it drove her crazy. “I,” she breathed, needing to catch her breath, “Will see you later.” She said as she sashayed into the classroom in a hormone clouded haze. She plopped into her seat and sighed. She hadn’t noticed a rather prudish thin girl walking towards her before it was too late to whip out her book and pretend to be busy. The girl stepped in front of her desk and looked down at her with a sneer.
“Yes?” Marie asked with a sweet sarcasm.
“So are you and Derek, Derek Hale, like together?” the girl interrogated in an irritating nasally voice.
“Well, I’m not his hooker, and I was kissing him in the hall way, so yes, I’d say so.” she answered with more venom then she’d intended.
“Oh, well, you know his relationships never last.” the girl spat. Marie adjusted herself so she was taller in her seat. She looked at her obviously envious classmate and smiled.
“Well, it’s a good thing I could care less about his past.” Marie replied with confidence.
“Hmft. He probably just wants to have sex with you anyway.” the girl declared as she turned to leave. It was not ending like this, not if she had anything to do with it. What could she say? She wanted to shock her, and her group of friends waiting to hear what happened.
“Maybe I wanna have sex. It’s pretty good, not that you‘d know. No body trying to get in those pants.” she said tauntingly, the last bit under her breath. She saw the girl go stiff and keep walking, good thing she didn’t know she was a virgin. She kinda had a feeling that status might end soon anyways. She looked at Katy, who looked back time to hear the last comment, and started laughing. Only a few minutes later she heard the promising gasps from across the room and couldn’t help the scoff that fell from her lips.
At lunch Marie, Tess, Katy, and Bridget all sat at a booth tucked in the back of the cafeteria and picked at the school food.
“So, what are you guys doing for spring break?” she asked, wondering if anyone else was stuck in Beacon Hills.
“I’m visiting my family in Utah, should be fun, me and my four siblings and my parents in our car for god knows how long.” Katy laughed.
“I’m going to see my dad, and his dog. While my mom and her boyfriend go to Mexico, again. It will be thrilling.” Bridget said, her words oozing sarcasm.
“That sucks, sorry Brig. Well I think we are going to San Diego, but I’m not sure. We could be going somewhere closer.” Tess added.
“Hmm. So I’m the only one stuck here?” she said, rather deflated.
“Yep.” Her friends each said with a smile.
“Hey, are you guys busy this weekend?” she asked.
“Nope.” Bridget replied.
“I don’t think so.” Katy added.
“I’m not, why?” Tess said, curiosity evident in her voice.
“Well, my little sister is going to be at her friends house and we will have enough room for all of you guys to be over. Do you guys wanna come?” Marie asked, hoping for some takers and not wanting to be alone. Tess grinned and looked at Katy and Bridget.
“Oh my god this is going to be amazing!” Tess almost squealed. Marie got up to throw away her trash and start for her next class and was followed by the three. She walked with them down the hall as they talked about the sleep over.
“Katy, you should bring all your nail polish.” Tess suggested enthusiastically.
“All of it?” Katy replied skeptically.
“Ok, not all of it.” Tess answered.
“Bridget, could you bring Interview with a Vampire?” Katy questioned.
“Of course.” Bridget said, looking at her phone as if her life depended on it. Marie smiled and laughed, enjoying their excitement.
“Ok, my mom said you could come over at around six. Is that cool?” she clarified as she stepped into her 5th hour.
“Perfect.” Katy chirped with a thumbs up.
“No prob.” Bridget replied.
“Cool!” Tess shouted as the trio got further down the hall. She turned into her fifth hour and took her seat. She reached into her pocket to look at her phone and saw she had one message, a voicemail.
Weird, the number was blocked, the curiosity ate at her and she decided to listen to it in the bathroom. Once she had made it past the teacher and was finally in the bathroom she dialed her voice mail and waited. The electronic woman introduced the message and she waited in suspense. Finally the message played itself.
“Uh, hey Marie. Its Jacob.” said a deep gravelly voice. “I wanted to talk about what happened with us. You just disappeared. Call me back.” She stood there, frozen, as unwelcome memories flooded her mind. Who did he think he was calling her, talking to her. What a dumb ass, he called on a restricted number! Not that she would fucking call him back anyways! She didn’t have time for this, she had to get back to class, only two more hours until she saw Derek. Derek! What would he think of her if he knew…knew about her dad, about her?
Sixth hour finally rolled around and he leaped out of his seat and practically ran out the door and down the hall towards Marie’s soft kiss. Every one of her kisses had been soft until today, that is exactly what had him excited. The kiss from this morning was filled with desire and passion and he wanted it again.
“Hey.” He said as he grabbed her hand.
“Hi.” Marie replied. He looked down and couldn’t help but think about how beautiful she was. She was wearing a teal shirt that was tight at her waist and flowed down to her hips with dark jeans and flats. He liked how tall she was, tall enough so he didn’t have to bend down to kiss her, which was convenient. He took the books from her hands as they walked out the door together.
“What time am I coming to hangout?” he asked, completely thrilled they were going to have the house all to themselves for as long as he could stay.
“Is around five ok? I can make dinner.” Marie answered.
“As you wish.” he whispered into her ear. He followed her to his truck and weaved through the back roads to her house. He stopped next to her mailbox and hopped out to open the door for her. When he got around to the side he took her by the waist and lowered her to the ground, even though she obviously didn’t need the help. He could tell by the way her heart quickened that she liked that… a lot. He decided to give her a little taste of what he was sure to happen later that day. He looked down into her eyes, her eyes that he swore held secrets he could know with time. He pressed his lips and his body to hers and grabbed her waist pulling her closer. He could tell he was squeezing too hard, but she didn’t seem to feel the pain, or she didn’t mind. With his other hand he pressed his thumb to her hip and massaged there. Knowing it had to be driving her crazy, he decided it was the perfect time to leave her wanting more. He leaned back and smiled and kissed her nose before grabbing her books and walking to the door. He turned back to see a clearly disappointed Marie and chuckled. “What?” he asked, playing innocent.
“Hmmm,” Marie groaned, she eyed him knowingly, which excited him more. “Nothing…” Marie opened the front door and grabbed her books. He turned to leave, but heard the door open again so he turned to see Marie’s face sticking out from the house.
“Yes?” he inquired.
“Just… come prepared.” Marie grinned and snuck back in the house before he could laugh. There was no way he was coming un-prepared. He drove home and began on the chores that were his only barrier between him and Marie at the moment. He shifted through the laundry and after that was done he loaded the dish washer and finally he cleaned his room and he was off. He launched down the stairs to freedom but only feet from the door was rained in by the voice of none other then his dad.
“Where you going?” said a deep monotone full of authority.
“To Josh‘s, remember? You and mom said I could go hangout tonight?” he replied. He pleaded with what ever god was listening that his dad wouldn’t change his mind, please, please, please. His father took a couple menacing steps closer to him and looked as serious as he’d seen him in a while. His dad slowly reached into his pocket, looked around to make sure there were no witnesses, and pulled out a condom.
“I know you’re not going to Josh’s.” He looked at his dad, slightly shocked, and took the condom without hesitation. “Don’t tell your mom.” His dad added in a hushed tone as he walked away. Derek didn’t say a word, but headed straight for the truck and then to Marie’s house. He pulled up and walked to the door, the anticipation burning inside of him, screaming for an escape, and waited for Marie. After what felt like forever she answered the door.
“Hey.” Marie said with a grin as she let him in the house.
“Hi.” he answered nervously. He stepped in and took her into his arms, kissing her forehead. He hadn’t noticed before, but now that he could breathe again, it felt almost as if the time he’d been away from her he’d been…holding his breath? Weird… He gave a squeeze and reluctantly released her. “What do you wanna do?” he asked, hoping she didn’t think he meant sex, oh god, the condom, he hoped she didn’t see it. How would she see it? He felt like he was going crazy! Why did he care? Sex with Kate wasn’t this big of deal, was it? No, couldn’t be.
“Um, you pick a movie while I make grilled cheeses.” Marie answered as she lead him to the living room.
“Sure, let me see what you have.” he answered as he walked to a large black book case lined with DVDs. She had a pretty big selection, he looked for an old childhood favorite, something they didn’t still have lying around his house. “Do you like robin hood?” he wondered aloud as he flashed her the front cover of the personified foxes. Marie stood in the kitchen, pan in hand, and smiled.
“Yeah, I love that movie, put it in.” Marie directed from the kitchen. He walked to the DVD player and popped it in after turning the TV on. After a couple of minutes Marie curled up on the couch next to him and handed him a plate. He sat next to her on the couch and put his arm around her. The movie started and as more time went by he had a harder and harder time focusing on the movie and not on her. God, he loved being this close to her. She was intoxicating, every part of her, her smile, her laugh, her skin, her striking beauty, her smell. She smelled better then anything before, like sugar cookies and cinnamon. The way her dirty blond hair waved perfectly made him want to touch her, but softly, he didn’t want to taint her, he wanted her to stay so perfect.
He looked back to the TV screen to see Robin hood put a ring on maid Marian and lead her through the waterfall. He looked back to Marie and smiled. She jerked her head over and her eyes crinkled with her grin.
“What? What is it?” Marie questioned.
“I can’t watch the movie,” he started. She looked at him, obviously confused, and he brought his other arm around and slid it under her jaw and brought her forehead to his. “you’re so beautiful, I don’t dare look away.” he softly whispered. As he finished his words he could feel the air catch fire and he could practically smell the desire. Marie brought her eyes to his, her long lashes framing them perfectly, and he could feel it then. He felt her looking past all his secrets and walls, down straight to his very core. He was terrified, what if she didn’t like what she saw? What if she got a glimpse of the danger that laid behind his humanity? A glimpse of something she would never love. It was then he realized he was falling for her, really truly falling.
Marie’s eyes closed and he felt her satin lips press to his, electrifying him. Slowly he ended the kiss that was as long as a life time and started another. This one was heated and loaded with passion, with this one kiss the entire mood changed, and he liked where it was going. Again they kissed, and again, faster, harder, feverishly their mouths discovered each other. He slipped his tongue inside her warm mouth and felt something…vibrate? He leaned back and caught his breath as she answered the phone.
“Hello?” Marie asked, sounding confused.
“Uh, Marie, hi.” answered a rough, husky voice. Derek noticed Marie’s face whiten and her jaw falter, trying to form words.
Finally she spoke. “What?” she asked sharply. He didn’t know what was wrong, but he knew it was something.
“I’m sorry Marie! Ok! I was drunk! God damn it! Marie where the hell are you?!” the voice yelled through the phone. Marie clenched her jaw, jumped out of her seat and paced into the kitchen. He followed her and leaned on the counter waiting.
“Like hell I’m going to tell you! And I don’t give a crap if you were drunk! I wouldn’t forgive you if you were possessed! Leave me alone!” Marie half yelled.
“Marie, babe, I love you I swear. Just come back, or tell me where you are.” Derek listened to the guy plead with her and saw the pain displayed on Marie’s face. Marie took a deep breath and he saw her trying to hold back tears.
“Jacob. I may have loved you once. But I will never ever love you again. Don’t call me. Please…” He saw the tears start down her cheeks and so desperately want to comfort her.
“Whatever, never loved you anyways. Bitch.” Click. He watched as Marie lowered the phone, and then her head, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her like he knew she loved. He gave a slight squeeze and kissed her cheek before he whispered in her ear.
“I’m really sorry, what ever that was, you didn’t deserve it.” Marie turned in his arms and he kissed the tears away from her cheeks. He looked into those beautiful, sorrow filled eyes and kissed her sweetly on the mouth.
“Do you- would take a shower with me?” Marie asked softly.
His warm lips on hers soaked away the sadness Jacob brought her. She wanted desperately to shower and feel clean, but she didn’t want to be alone…
“Do you- would you take a shower with me?” she asked Derek quietly, hoping he wouldn’t refuse. She looked deep into those eyes she loved so much and searched for the answer she wanted. Derek softly kissed her again, making her want more.
“Absolutely.” Derek whispered. She grabbed Derek’s hand and led him to her bathroom. After turning on the shower she turned around to catch Derek staring at her, she loved catching him. Grinning, she unbuttoned her jeans. Only focusing on Derek’s green eyes, she kicked away her pants and lifted off her shirt. She never saw him looking at her body, only her eyes. She apprehensively made her way over to him and placed her hand in his, then she leaned in kissed him softy. She let go of his hand and walked into the shower, hoping he would follow. The anticipation built inside her as she could heard Derek removing his clothing piece by piece. She let the water hit her face and find its way down her body, calming her. The curtain ruffled and she heard him get in the shower, she felt him wrap his arms were around her stomach and she couldn’t help to surge of excitement and fear. She felt exhausted from everything lately and wanted to stay with Derek holding her forever, but she knew she couldn’t. She reached for the shampoo and his arms reluctantly let her go. Derek moved so she had enough room, but watched her back side as she worked in the shampoo.
“Can I help?” she heard Derek ask in a deep velvet voice, how could she say no? She looked at his beautiful face and smiled.
“Sure.” she answered. Derek’s hands ran through her hair and spread the shampoo lower, washing her body. She was sure she would melt with every soft touch. Derek started with her shoulders and slowly made his way down her back to her waist, but his touches weren’t sexual, lustful, they were…loving, he touched her like a piece of art, like she was a treasure. She felt him finish with her back and she held her breath for what she knew was coming. She felt his gentle touch turning her body to face him, exposing her, for the first time, to a man’s eyes. She didn’t look anywhere but his face, but still couldn’t help the blush that rushed to her cheeks as she watched him look at her.
“W-what?” she wondered aloud, her voice accidentally cracking. She watched Derek’s eyes leap from her body to her face and search her eyes. He coughed and looked down.
“I- its just. I hate to say this because its so cliché, but…” she gazed into his eyes, as he spoke, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Derek admitted. She couldn’t hold back the grin, but instinctively she looked away, hoping to spare her self down the road…she‘d heard those words before. Instead of asking what’s wrong, she felt Derek grab her hand and kiss her cheek. She rinsed the shampoo out and put in the conditioner, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. She turned off the water and stepped out of the tub followed by Derek. She dried her body and couldn’t help but catch glimpsed of his… Her eyes couldn’t resist admiring his defined arms, his cut body, but she never looked lower then his abs.
She brought Derek to her room, put a tee shirt and underwear on, and curled up on her queen sized bed. Derek only had his jeans on from earlier, leaving his entire upper body exposed, and sending her heart flying in a dangerous direction. She smiled and curled her finger, telling him to join her. Her smile expanded as Derek laid on her bed and wrapped his arms around her pulling her in close. She put her head on his chest and listened to his heart beat sounding a stead thump, thump, thump. It was a beautiful sound, his heart beat, the promise of life, the promise of the future. She looked into his eyes and softly kissed his chest.
“So…I guess I owe you an explanation…” she started, not knowing if she was going to lie to him, or tell him the truth.
“Explanation for what?” Derek answered, sounding a bit confused. How could he not remember? Maybe he was being polite.
“For the, uh, phone call, earlier.” she explained, getting a little nervous.
“Oh, not if you don’t want to…you don’t have to tell me.” Derek replied. Did she want to tell him? She had never told anyone before…maybe he would listen, care even.
“Um, that guy who called, his name is Jacob. He’s my ex. We went out for a while, and I think at some point I loved him, but that’s not really important. What’s important is why we broke up, well, why I broke up with him. You see, he… we were about to do stuff and I didn’t want to go any further, but he didn’t want to stop. He didn’t think I could stop him.” She waited as Derek let the story sink in.
“How did you stop him?” Derek asked, concern in his eyes.
“That’s the weird part, I…I cant remember. I remember him…” She paused and held back the tears of anger and betrayal that threatened to tear her strength away. “He pinned me down, he was so heavy, I couldn’t move, or breathe and I could feel him tugging my clothes. I was so angry, I remember the anger, and I just blacked out. I woke up at my dads house in San Francisco the next day, fine. No bruising, no pain, nothing. And I knew I had gotten away, but to this day…” at this moment she locked eyes with Derek, “I have no idea how…”
He kissed her forehead. “I’m, so glad you got away…I promise I would never pressure you into something.”
“I know…” she whispered. “How late can you stay?” she asked, wishing it was all night.
“Until you kick me out.” Derek laughed. Marie could feel sleep creeping into her eyes and forcing a yawn.
“Could you stay until I fall asleep?”
“I would love to.” Derek replied in a voice Marie could listen to forever. She didn’t know how long she laid there, listening to him breathe, listening to his heart beat that wonderful thump, thump, thump, but slowly she sank into sleep.
She saw Jacobs handsome face in the ally by his apartment, coming in to kiss her lips. All of the sudden the walls were changing around and under them and they were in his room. Jacob laughed and kissed down her neck. Now they’re on the bed. Heavy. Stop. Too fast. Stop it.
“Come here baby doll.” cooed that gravelly voice that sent chills down her spine. His mouth pushed on her lips, stealing her air. Air. There’s no air. Stop! Hands pushing, who’s hands? Jacob! Anger. Red hot, burning, infectious anger! Nothing…
Marie sprang up in her bed sweating and breathing heavily. The third time this week Jacob tortured her in her dreams. What happened to her while she was out of it? She’d never had anything like that happen before. Her dad told her she wasn’t like him, only strong and fast…what was happening to her? She reached out for Derek, but realized he wasn’t there…what would he think if he knew?