While Liz and I wait for Derek in the truck, she apologizes again. I tell her that it’s okay, but secretly I’m really embarrassed and thankful that it didn't get much farther. The rest of the ride to the house is quiet, except for the music. I sit a little distance from Derek, but hold his hand. I’m so ambivalent with how I want to spend these last few moments that my own head is spinning. I’m not sure I have a choice anymore, emotionally, but my head keeps screaming at me. When we arrive, Liz walks straight to one of the rooms to get into her bathing suit. I laugh. I don’t think that she’s going to last long out in the sun with that burn. I ask Derek to find us a room and to put our bags up. He perks up with word ‘us&rsq
The following morning, is rainy and gloomy. Everyone is feeling just as bad as the weather, but we go back to work. I skip breakfast, which infuriates Derek, and start working on the project. I can tell that he wants to say something but he doesn’t. He just shakes his head and walks off. Meril and I finish putting it together before lunch. For some reason, Derek is upset with me and I am having trouble figuring out why. Liz believes it’s because he didn't get much sleep due to my tossing and turning all night. That makes me feel even worse because he made me breakfast and I didn't even bother to eat it. I
Derek and I spend all night pleasuring each each other. We finally pass out from exhaustion, fully spent. So, the alarm clock screaming at me jolts me awake. My head is pounding, body sore, and my muscles ache. I groan as I reach up to turn it off the annoying sound. Derek grabs a hold of my wrist before I can get out of bed. I turn to look at him. My heart plummets as I see the look in his face. He’s looking at me with sad desperation. I wrap him up, in the fiercest hug that I can manage, and wait for him to finish crying. I hold back my tears, knowing that it would only make it w
Derek and Liz are watching us intently. I turn and grab Derek’s hand. I’m so furious and he can see it in my face. When I grab his hand, he flinches. I’m too upset with Meril for sleeping with Liz and his mistake to care why Derek flinched. I have to fix my mistake and seeing my father's handwriting made it much more important. I let go of his hand, feeling frustrated and desperate. Before I make it to the machine, Derek grabs a hold of my waist. "Wait, Baby Doll! Not like this. Calm down, look at me." He whispered while into my neck.
I set the date and time, grab a hold of Derek’s waist, and wait for him to push the button. I almost fall and Derek catches me just before the blackness consumes us. This time, I don't feel like I’m falling and Derek doesn’t get sick when we land. Something isn't right, though. I remember Meril saying that he didn't land in the right spot, but we landed in my original spot. "Derek, something doesn't feel right." I whisper. "How so?" "The air smells of death and fire."
Wow, my head is pounding. What the heck happened? For that matter, where am I? With great reluctance, I open my eyes. I’m lying in a cell. Oh, great! Was my whole rescue a dream? My breath hitches. I can feel the tears spill over my eyes as I think about the wonderful dream that I had. Where I met a handsome, genuine man, and started developing real feelings for him. I heard a shuffle and looked up, wiping my eyes, afraid to find out who was with me. That's when I spot him, Derek, and he’s in chains with fresh cuts and bruises."What happened?" I ask, my voice raspy."Don't say anything, Baby Doll." He whispers back."No, I want to know what's going on?" I insist.
I feel like a horrible person. I give him a gentle kiss on the cheek, but he flinches. That hurts and I take that as a hint, so I walk back over to my own little corner. I can hear him crying, which causes me to silently cry. I should have just kept my big mouth shut."Derek?""Not now, Alayna."I don't say anything else, until one of the guards walk in with only one tray of food.
We sit there in that position, Derek doing his best to console me, until my trembling slows. Every now and then, Derek would kisses the top of my head. I can tell that he’s sitting in shock."That's the first time that I've seen anyone killed." he whispers after some time.I turn to look at him. He’s looking at the guard but, when he feels me shift, he meets my eyes for a second and then goes back to staring at the body. I grab his chin and pull it toward me, but he won’t meet my eyes. Okay strange change in attitude.
"Look at me when you talk to me."I turn and glared at Joseph. His face tells me that he will not take "no" for an answer. Instead of being afraid, I’m angry. Angry that he dares to speak to me as if I am lowly. I never wanted to be with him in the first place. He made me fall for him. This is not the man that I fell in love with. I curtsy to him, like we are taught in school. That only enrages him further.For a second, I drop my anger as sadness comes in,"Where did my Joseph go? The one that I named the baby after." I ask him in a bare whisper."So the baby is well? Where is he?" he has a look of hope in his eyes and for a moment he looks like my