Derek woke up on the couch, looking around the room with his blue eyes he had forgotten that he had fallen asleep watching a horror fest downstairs. The shades were closed but he could see the sun shining through them. Running a hand through his short blonde hair he pulled the covers back. Hearing noises upstairs he covered back up quickly. At the age of nineteen he lived with his father, step-mother and step-sister. The house was too quiet and he knew that his father and step-mother were at work. That left only Lucinda upstairs making noises.
