she  watched  his  lip  twitch,  drawing  back  her  finger  with  a  giggle.  â  ooh,  spontaneous  combustion  â  very  sexy.  â  brows  furrowed  playfully  as  she  brushed  elbows  against  his.
 â  come  on,  derek.  i  doubt  your  uncle  wants  you  to  burst  into  flames.  â  she  rolled  her  eyes  dramatically,  leaning  back  into  her  seat.  she  didnât  know  peter  very  well  but  who  could  hate  their  nephew  that  much  ??
      his face scrunches up at elenaâs comment. however right she was, it didât reassure him all that MUCH. Peter had always been a wild card when he was growing up, it didnât help matters when he found out that his uncle had killed his older sister just for a higher status in power. Yeah..he still hasnât forgiven peter for that. Trauma & losing his family aside, derek would always hold a disdain for his uncle. heâs killed him once before, HE WOULD DO IT AGAIN,if the situation called for it.
            â      ---- oh he doesnât hate me. Heâs just that screwed up that he views me as family one minute until I interfere with his plans, then Iâm expendable.â. the scowl upon his face deepens a little more before smoothing out to a thin line, a shrug rolls upon his shoulders.
            â      my family is litter dysfunctional. It is what it is.â
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