Being at Derek's house feels a lot like being at home. He has a ‘Welcome Home’ banner on the living room wall. I teasingly roll my eyes and stroll towards the guest room. When I round the corner, I accidentally run into someone and fall. Derek, who had been carrying my bags, turns around the corner at the same time that she says,
"Whoa, I'm sorry."
"Liz?"
“Surprised to see me?”
Liz doesn’t have a car so we take Derek's truck. I sit in between Liz and Derek, while Liz drives. I lean my head against his shoulder while he holds my hand. I stare out at the window and remind myself that I can, and should, have some fun. The museum is about twenty minutes from the house. I take this time to get to know more about them. Liz and Derek like the same music that I listen to, except now it is considered oldies. When I start singing along, it shocks everyone, even me because I actually remember the words. I don’t remember a lot of things but I remember these lyrics as easily as I
Derek reluctantly agrees to stay at the restaurant and eat. We agreed that, because of what happened, Liz should also be told. It will be nice for me to have a friend other than Derek. I know that my reaction was huge, but my mind had a problem processing reality. I know that I didn’t give Derek a good explanation but I’m just glad that he didn’t push me harder.Before he can leave, I grab his hand and give him a soft apologetic kiss. I can tell that he is nervous about what he’s going to hear. I don’t really blame him for not smiling back. He has been completely supportive of me and he barely knows me. I still wonder how he knows for sure how he feels about me. I’m in my head a few minutes before I feel him turn back to me and asks,"How do you kn
I finally feel like some of the tensions are lifted as I finish the story. We all sit quietly for a minute before Derek decides to tell his side of the story. He tells Liz about how he found me walking zombified and felt a need to pick me up. He felt drawn to me, is what he says. I didn’t know that part and I glance at him. He smiles at me sheepishly and I can’t help but smile back. He explains that he watched me sleep for about an hour before he fell asleep himself. The laughing that I heard was because he was talking to Liz about a blind date that she had the night before.Liz
The prison on the outside is massive. You can see that they had to add extra towers. The parking lot is full. We have to park so far away that a shuttle bus picks us up. I watch as a little girl runs up and down the aisle, while her mother is wrestling to keep her two year old from copying his big sister. Security officers are lined up in the front. It reminds me of being at a concert. For the women, they have a separate line. There are a lot more women than there are men and it looks like Derek and I are going to be separated. "I'll wait for you at the bathrooms, okay?" He tells me.
While Meril gives directions to his house, I sit watching the girl from the bus. Her brother is watching her as she plays with puppets. I watch the little boy giggle and point. I don’t realize that I’m smiling with tears, until I feel Derek's hand gently squeeze mine."Mary Anne?" I hear Meril say.I shake my head and look back towards him. "I'm sorry. What were you saying?"Derek looks
"Where would you like me to start?" Meril asks. "Wherever you want. It looks like we are going to be here for a while." I answer. He shifts to make himself more comfortable and suggests that we do the same. Derek moves a few of the chairs to create a small couch out of them. I curl up in his lap and wait for Meril to start talking. "I don't know how much you remember about your past. Do you remember my father, Allen?" "I'm sorry, I don't remember anything." I said regretfully. "That's okay." He pauses, trying to decide where to start. "My father and Bernie's father were do
I gasp as I realize that he had just said my name and sadness creeps into my soul, with the news of my mother's death."I'm sorry, Alayna. I wasn't sure that I should say anything but your boyfriend insisted. He said that you would want to know everything."I glance at Derek gratefully. "He's right, Meril. I guess, now I know why my fake name Mary Anne seemed to be perfect for Bernie." I try to joke, attempting to help ease my uncomfortableness.Derek caught the tension in my voice and whispers in my ear, "Alayna is a beautiful name. Much better than Mary Anne." Derek smiles his dazzling smile that makes my heart stop. I can’t help but to smile back. My heart does stop when he gives me a quick wink before tur
"The boys and Sheila, that's my wife, decided that it would be best for me to go alone. So I bought me some first aid kits, said my goodbyes, and punched in my coordinates. I landed in a forest that seemed oddly quiet. I walked my way to a river because my throat felt abnormally dry. The sun was setting so I knew that I needed to find shelter. I decided to walk towards the west, I had no idea where I should go and felt kind of foolish. I couldn't find any houses or places to sleep in. I was surrounded by nothing, but trees." "I didn't get much chance to explore. We were captured shortly after arriving. Did you see any men on horses or anything? I ask.
Derek gets up to leave without a word. I try to grab a hold of his hand, despite knowing that I should let him go, but he moves too fast for me. I feel the tears rolling down my face. This is what I deserve. He, however doesn’t deserve the hurt. I start to head towards Meril, to help me finish the machine, but Derek comes back before I can get halfway across the room. He has a determined look in his eyes.
"Derek said that you weren’t supposed to be here, until tomorrow." Liz says, holding my hair. "Meril and Derek are at the bar.” She helps me to stand and looks at me critically. “You look like you need to lay down." I look over at Derek’s sister, guilt eating me up from the inside out. I think that I might throw up again. Looking into her eyes, with tears forming in my own, I speak my guilt. "Liz, I don’t think that you should be so concerned about me right now. I did something bad.” I look down at my feet. “Your brothers going to hate me when he finds out.” An idea pops into my head. One that will help remove any pain that I’ve caused anyone. The only person that will carry that pain is myself. “Is the machine still working?"
I decide that I will take a bath while I wait. The bath is wonderful and relaxing. I fall asleep in the tub but this time Derek isn't there to wake me up. I wake up to the feeling of suffocation. I open my eyes immediately, realizing that I’ve submerged in the water. I jump up, take a huge inhale of air, and release the water.I think about Derek while I get dressed. There is some fruit sitting on a table when I get out. My stomach grumbles a bit. I try to satisfy it with the fruit but I need actual food. I’m too scared to walk around by myself. I’m stuck waiting on Joseph. I pace the room and wait fo
We finally make it to the dining hall. Joseph is already there waiting for us. His face falls when he notices us enter together. I frown, feeling a little guilty. I look down as I walk to the table. I sit on one side of him and Derek sits on the other side. "Good morning, Derek. Lady Gwyneth seems to be impressed by you.” Joseph winks. I scowl at the table. I know what he’s doing. “She said that she would love to join us for breakfast. Unfortunately, she has errands to run and wanted me to thank you, on her behalf, for your company last night." I clench my fists in my lap. Derek looks at me apologetically and I give him an 'it doesn't matter look'. "Thank you,
I hear Derek curse as I rush down the hall. I contemplate why I’m so angry when I had wanted to do the same thing with Joseph. It feels hypocritical but I don't get a chance to think of it for long, because Derek grabs a hold of my arm and spins me to face him. I have never seen him so angry or hurt. I back up against the wall and he follows my movements, with his own, as he glares at me. I’m not sure what he is angry about. I told him that he didn’t do anything wrong. It’s true. He didn’t. So why is he mad at me? A paige runs down the hall and Derek grabs my upper arm and le
"Geez, Derek. Why do you keep doing that?" "Why do you keep falling asleep in the tub?" "What are you doing in here?" I inquire. "Joseph sent me. You've been in here for a while and the paige was afraid to come in." "Oh. okay. Why did he send you? I mean what was his reasoning?" "He thought that maybe you were having second thoughts." he says, sounding a little hurt. "I didn't mean to sound like I didn't want to see you. I just meant, why, for the staff's sake.” I motion towards the basin. “Can you hand
Derek explains everything to Joseph and he listens like a school boy sitting in front of his favorite teacher. Watching the two of them is bittersweet. I walk behind them and watch with amusement as Derek gets more animated with every new question. He seems to be in his element. I’m glad that he is the one that explaining things. He is explaining the future better than I can even imagine. Joseph is so astonished with everything that is different in this world. Like tall buildings that reach the clouds, no animals, and flying cars. It takes a few minutes for Derek to explain what a simple car is. He asks if we thought
Joseph looks at me for a second. I can see several emotions filter through his eyes. I can’t help but continue to look at him. He nods his head as if he has made a decision. He nods towards one of the guards who then unchains Derek. I beam as I watch him stretch his arms and rub his wrist. When he notices me watching, he smiles back and walks over to me. We look over at Joseph, who has been watching me, and Joseph turns around. I excitedly give him a hug that he returns with as much enthusiasm. "This isn't helping." he whispers in my ear. I pull back and look at
I cry until I cry myself to sleep. I hear a sound that wakes me up. I open my eyes just when one of the guards bring me some food and water. Again, they do not bring any for Derek."Is he going to make me watch him starve to death?" I ask."King Joseph wishes for you to remain well.” He hesitates, deciding whether he should tell me his next information or not. He shrugs and lowers his voice. “If you are telling the truth, he plans to re-marry you in front of the country." the guard replies."And Derek?" I ask agitated."He is going to allow him to be your 'secret assistant' provided that he behaves. He is not to do anything to compris