Elena's POV.

　　"Derek, please speak to me! You're scaring me," I exclaimed, holding him close, but he remained silent, his body tense and rigid. If I touched him, he would flinch.

　　"Please, Derek," I begged, my voice cracking with emotion.

　　"Go away," he managed to shout, his voice weak but firm. I shook my head, sniffing back tears.

　　"I'm not going anywhere, Derek. Please, what's wrong with you? What's happening?" I begged, my desperation ...