Stiles/Derek (Angst/Drama/Romance)
Warning: Language & sexy fun times will be had. Mature.
Synopsis: Stiles runs off the road to avoid hitting a deer...or so he thought, when said "deer" chases him through the woods...What happens next? - Stiles and Derek love story. Stiles POV AU This will be a side by side with a companion story telling Derek's POV called, "I Can't Seem To Stop", which I will post along with every new chapter of this story. This will be a five chapter story, along with an epilogue at the end. This first chapter isn't very long, because it's mostly a teaser. I do not own Teen Wolf.
Running. That's what I had been doing the past 5 minutes or so. Running...for my life.
I had been trying to unwind to some music in my Jeep after having one hell of a workout thanks to me mouthing off to my lacrosse coach, earning me so many laps to run that by the time I was finished everyone had packed up and left.
Consequently, as I'm only half paying attention to actually driving when I look up and take notice of an enormous shape in the road...deer? Must be. I swerve.
After hitting the deer, or at the time what I had assumed was a deer, I ran my weathered Jeep off the road, down the embankment, and beeline into a tree. This left me unconscious for how long...I don't know. Waking with my head against the steering wheel and what felt like the goose egg of the century, I looked around making sure I was still intact. Finally, after inspecting I was still whole, I wrenched my door open with my foot, and fell out of my Jeep, straightaway hearing a growl emanating from behind a tree 30 ft. away. You could see an outline of claw marks on the ground of where I had hit the animal. My heart started to pound hearing the growling getting louder, thinking that with a bit of luck the animal wasn't going to get closer and was just growling at the injury caused by yours truly, but as it hasn't been my night thus far, I didn't want to stick around to see if it worsened.
So, yeah, running. I figured that I should be thanking my lacrosse coach for being such a hard ass on me, making me do suicide drills every practice, when I feel breath across the back of my neck. This is when I know it's all over, as I feel, and more terrifyingly, hear as the animal that has been chasing me through the woods tears the flesh on my back from shoulder to thigh. I fall to the ground, the pain too horrendous to even appeal to brain about how to make my legs obey me to get up and start running again.
They always say in movies that you feel cold as you die, and yet, I feel warm. Perhaps, it's the blood oozing out of my wounds creating a warm puddle of tacky sludge around me, under me. Coming back into a wave where I can somewhat focus, I realize I can still hear the animal breathing...so close. I don't have it in me to be frightened anymore; I just feel numb now that the pain has receded.
I start fading, thinking I feel a pressure on my back, but I can't care to try and look back.
There have been so many things I haven't done, either too obstinate, or fearful of getting hurt to do them. Now my concerns are meaningless, other than my dad. He's going to be so heart broken. I'm abruptly quite angry at myself for his benefit. How could I go and get myself killed.
I'm so sorry, daddy.
I'm partially aware of a sound stemming from behind me that sounds slightly of a gurgling or a sob. It doesn't matter what it is, I guess.
I send my goodbye to my father out into the ether, hoping that he will someday be able to recover. Scott will be there to help him through it.
And just like that, I fade away into nothing.
***Chapter Music: "Assassinations" - Stateless
Now that you've read this chapter, please go read Derek's POV of this chapter in, "I Can't Seem To Stop."