Derek punched this punching bag until his knuckles bled, he replayed the voice mail over and over again, "Der, i love you but you don't love me the way you loved Lilac , I'm not your mate... We're done." Derek could hear her try to hold back her tears. Derek gave the punching bag one last blow until it burst completely. He threw himself onto the cold marble floor, panting. Derek was angry, he had dated Samantha for a year, she knew everything about him, but he couldn't love her the same way she loved him. Derek laid on the cold floor, he watched the ceiling fan.
Blake rolled out of bed, he had received 30 messages from Derek. He quickly read all of them while he got
dressed and drove over to Derek's house. He got in with his spare key, "Dude stop moping and get dressed, we gotta go" Blake threw Derek some
clothes .
Derek took a quick shower and got dressed.
