Realizing Derek's True Intentions

"You still haven't told me what you are doing here, Derek. Do you realize what will happen if my Father finds you here? He could put you down," Ciara kept interrogating Derek.

 She didn't give him a breathing space to process his response before dropping more questions to him. 

"Oh, I didn't realize your father was a cop. The last time I saw him, he didn't seem like one," Derek joked.

"That wasn't funny, Derek. You don't know how lame that sounds.

I'm dead serious right now and I need you to do the same. My Father might as well get you arrested for breaking into his home unannounced. You even met with me. I guess you should understand what that means," Ciara clarified just to let Derek understand that she wasn't kidding. 

That response humbled Derek and left him counting his teeth with his tongue. He didn't realize that Ciara would be that tough. He thought she was gonna be a walk in the park for him.

"I'm still listening to you. I was waiting for you to speak but you aren't doing that. I just hope you have not mistake my calmness for stupidity? Because that will be the worst thing to ever happen to you. Don't say I didn't warn you." Ciara resurrected the discourse in a different model than she started with. 

To Ciara, Derek never really uttered anything significant since he arrived at Kelly's residence. He kept glaring at Ciara like a dummy. He behaved as though it was his first time meeting her. It wasn't certain if it was her beauty that left him astounded or other factors.

"Your father won't be here anytime soon. You don't have anything to worry about," Derek assured Ciara. He sounded so confident as though he had previously had this conversation with Kelly before stopping over.

"I still don't get it , Derek.

Something isn't right.

How do you know my father isn't coming home soon? Did the two of you have the conversation? Or are you just assuming?" Ciara questioned. She left the door wide open and walked to the living room. 

Derek did the same thing, too, without getting approval from Ciara. He went ahead to get seated. That was the moment that got on Ciara's nerves.

"I didn't ask you to sit down." She yelled at Derek, forcing him to stand up on his feet. 

"Learn to respect people's privacy. I can't even recall asking you to come inside, and here you are, seated comfortably," Ciara didn't stop as she continued to vent her frustration at Derek.

"I sincerely apologize.

I guess it's time I left," Derek finally bowed to pressure. He couldn't withstand the heat that Ciara brought.

"No, stay back!" Ciara halted Derek on his way out.

So much inconsistency from Ciara. Coming from someone who acted like she didn't wanna set her eyes on Derek ever again. 

In the process of trying to amend her ways, Ciara ended up making it worse. She got Derek questioning his sanity.

"What do you want from me? I thought you wanted me to leave? Why did you hold me back?" Like a kid, Derek lamented. He wasn't certain what Ciara wanted anymore.

That was the only time he'd seen Ciara in such a happy mood. After noticing how Ciara behaved in a couple of minutes, Derek already assumed that Ciara was a sadist.

"Tea or coffee?

Perhaps water would do," Ciara asked Derek and dodged his question.

 Confused about her sudden change in character, Derek looked sideways. He needed to be certain if they were alone in the living room or if Ciara was her question to someone else.

"The way you keep twisting your neck, you might end up with a fractured one," she teased Derek and laughed. The joke was meant to spice up the tense atmosphere but unfortunately, Derek didn't buy the joke. He was more focused than ever before.

"Was that question meant for me, or was I just hallucinating? I gotta be sure," Derek inquired. He was desperate for a response and it didn't seem like Ciara was ready to sacrifice his curiosity.

"Fine! 

It's okay if you don't want anything from me. You can as well use the exit door the same way you came," she smirked at Derek. 

As she was about to head out to her room, she felt someone pulling her from behind. Twisting the neck, Ciara discovered it was Derek. 

They both shared a telling look and immediately, a bond was created. For minutes, they kept staring at each other's eyes without saying anything. From the way they stood next to each other, one would think they were couples. 

"Water would be fine!"

Derek cleared his throat to quickly disconnect himself from Ciara. He was already feeling some unusual movement inside of him that was making him feel uncomfortable. It was a feeling he couldn't explain.

"Sure! I will be right back." Ciara said and walked away to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator to fetch a can of water. She proceeded to get the glass needed.

As she was about to head back to the living room, a thought crossed her mind, disrupting her exit. She heard a voice speaking in her head. 

She wasn't certain what voice was that but she was glad it spoke at the right time when it seemed like she was going astray.

"Do you like Derek? Are you falling for him?" That was the voice in her head. It was her instincts communicating with her. It took her a while before she could recognize the voice.

"Hell no.

Why would I fall for someone I barely just met? That's not possible," Ciara hurriedly debunked. But deep down, she can't deny the fact that she felt something the moment Derek glared at her in such a manner.

Glaring at the wall clock, Ciara realized she'd spent five minutes in the kitchen doing nothing.

"Oops, I was supposed to get him water. I gotta go now," Ciara quickly realized herself and went away.