Two weeks had passed after Stiles departure and none of the wolves had shown up to the Stilinski property to see if Stiles was okay or asking where has he been.

So John took it into his hands to visit the Hale house, that I been rebuilt. Pulling up to the house, John saw the pack come out of the house with frowns on the faces.

"What I can I do for you today, Mr. Stilinski?" Derek asked, walking towards John.

"Nothing, I'm just here to give you something," John said, handing Derek the envelope.

"What is this?" Derek asked looking at the envelope that had Hale pack written across it.

"Just read it," John said climbing into his car and driving away. Derek stared after him before him and the rest of his pack went back into the house.

Opening the letter, Derek eyes grew wide as he read the letter out loud.

Dear Derek and the Hale pack,

By the time you get this I will no longer be in Beacon Hills. I know you probably could care less, but I thought that I would you show you all one more act of kindness by writing you guys this letter.

Derek- I used to that there could have been something between us, but then I realized that you could never care for me the way I cared for you, so I gave up. What I didn't expect, was for you to one day forget about me and pretend that I didn't exist. You didn't check up on me after the Gerard incident when I was beat to a pulp. All you cared about was that Erica and Boyd were safe.

But I'm straying from what I wanted to say.

Did you know Derek that I wanted the bite from you, so that I could be consider an equal just like everybody else, but I doubt you pay enough attention to me to even notice.

Scott growled at that. "I can't believe he wanted that," Scott said.

Then I thought maybe I should just ask you for the bite, but I was scared that you would say no and turn me away, so I stayed the faithful human; even though I was pushed aside. I wanted to be your mate, werewolf and all, but I realize that we would never work because you are to afraid to love anyone. So I'm moving on and hopefully when I come back to Beacon Hills you will no longer hold my heart.

Derek paused, taking a deep breath. I never knew he felt like that, Derek thought.

Scott- Scott, buddy, or no not buddy because I can no longer consider us the best of friends. Can I Scott?

Scott chocked back a whine at that, wondering how Stiles could even think the weren't best friends anymore.

I loved you Scott, and before you say anything, as I brother and I always will, but lately I been feeling another emotion bubble to the top whenever I see you or hear your voice. Do you know what that is?

Hate.

Yes Scott, I feel hate towards you.

Allison rubbed circles on Scott's back as he fought back the tears that were threatening to fall.

Hate for what you've done. You separated us. You caused the distance, ever since Allison came into the picture. You just pushed me away. We could never hang because it was Allison this or Allison that. Soon I just stopped asking to hang out because I knew where I was on your priority list when it came to Allison. I wasn't even on it. Scott I want you to know, that being a werewolf, with the superhuman strength, hearing, and healing, is a gift and you should cherish it. Not just that, but Scott, you got the girl. So what in the hell is wrong with your life?

Nothing.

So why are you unhappy? Why do you feel like God is out to get you?

But you know what…go to hell, Scott.

I would love to have what you have Scott; to be powerful, to be loved, to be wanted. I just want to once end up on top, but that will never happen for me, like it did you Scott.

I'm tired of being invisible, to you Scott. I'm tired of being the clumsy best friend that nobody pays attention to, unless they need research. I thought that you would see the anger in my eyes every time you looked at me, but of course you didn't.

The only thing you saw was what you wanted to see Scott.

Scott heard the harsh words of his friend and he just wanted to break down, right then and there, because he knew that what Stiles said was the truth. He wasn't there for him, he didn't notice he was in pain. If only he did, maybe Stiles would be sitting beside him laughing right now.

Lydia- Lydia. Lydia. Lydia. The beautiful girl who hides her smarts behind her popular and, lets be real, jock boyfriend. That's what I always thought, but then I spent a while watching you and you want to know what I realized?

You're ashamed to show who you really are. Your afraid to come out from behind your boyfriend and realize your true potential. Until you do you'll never know what true happiness is.

But I know how you feel Lydia, because I'm the same way. I hide behind my clumsiness and talking a mile a minute. But I would never belittle anyone to take the attention away from me. I would never purposely act like a bitch just to keep the façade up.

Lydia's mask fell at those words, and the whole pack, for the first time, saw Lydia for who she really was.

Jackson- So Jackson, are you ready for your turn? Are you ready for me to break you down, like all the times you broke me? I read this report online about how 85% of bullies are really cowards themselves. Did you know that, Jackson?

You and Lydia are similar in that aspect; both always hiding your true feelings….your true face. You run away when things get serious. I don't understand why you run away from your parents. Yeah, I understand that not your true parents, but they love you like you were their own.

Jackson flinched at Stiles cruel words. To be truthful, nobody ever said those words to him before.

Do they know about all the cruel jokes you use to play on me?

The klutz. Pretending to be my friend and then pulling pranks, that would leave me crying or embarrassed in front of my peers.

Jackson gulped, when all eyes turned on him.

Even then, after all the shit you've put me through, I still was nice to you. I thought that maybe you would change if you I showed you kindness. Then that day I brought you Lydia and her loved saved you and I thought we could be friends now because you were pack.

But then school rolled around and you were back to your douche bag ways. Pushing me into lockers, embarrassing me in the locker room, and belittling me in front of the school, but did I ever retaliate?

No, because I thought that one day you would change and you would see me as a good friend, like you saw Danny and even Scott now.

But I can congratulate you on one thing…you just made me feel more alone then I already felt. I guess that's what you was going for, huh.

Jackson slouched down on the couch, hiding his face in his hands as he listened to how Stiles felt this whole time.

Isaac- You know out of everybody, I thought you would still talk to me. But, no I was proven wrong. I was there for you when you nightmares became to unbearable and you couldn't sleep at night. I stayed up late with you, talking on the phone until you went to sleep. I was there for you, but you still pushed me aside like everyone else.

I'm tired, Isaac. I'm so tired of lying. I'm tired of being pushed aside. I'm tired of being forgotten. I'm tired of being powerless.

I tried so hard to wake up every day with hope that you guys would realize you need me or be there for me.

But I figured you'll be fine with out me. You'll be happy because you have a pack to pick you back up when you fall. You have a pack to live for, but I don't.

Do me a favor, Isaac, just be yourself and live in the moment.

And just forget about your father because he can no longer hurt you. He is just a corpse buried in the ground.

Isaac looked as if he was in a daze ignoring the people around him as he thought over all the things he had done when it came to Stiles for the past couple of months.

Erica- Erica, haha, I bet your wondering what things I have to say about you. Do you remember when we first met? It was the fourth grade and you had just had a seizure and everybody was staying away from you. I was the only one after that who even talked to you, but the high school came around and we barely saw each other. When I finally had a class with you, you had changed. You became this bitch that hated the world, just because you're a werewolf now.

But you want to know a secret?

I thought you were beautiful before. I thought you had the pretty smile and wasn't the smartest girl I could ever befriend, but then we went separate ways.

I'm still the talkative kid I always was, but now you're a leather clad she-wolf that only cares about harming someone or kissing up to your boyfriend Boyd.

Erica let tears escape from her eyes as she listened to Stiles words.

I was looking for the old you but I soon realized that that old you that I thought was beautiful is gone now and probably will never come back.

But don't worry, you'll always be my catwoman and I, your, batman.

Erica let out a short laugh before hiding her face in the crease of Boyd's neck and crying harder.

Boyd- There's nothing that I really have to say to you Boyd. You're the silent guy. The guy that rarely shows his emotions, unless its towards Erica. And, okay, I know I was always annoying to you; I just thought you needed it.

But I was wrong, because you didn't fight to keep me either.

I know that in truth, you're really rich. You just don't like people to know. You get people what they want for money, just so you can have something to do. I know you hate going home to your mom, ever since your parents got a divorce, but hang in there. You'll make it.

Especially since you have a pack.

Boyd's stoic face faltered for a couple of seconds before his mask slipped back into place.

Allison- You know at first I hated you and before you even say it, it's not because you stole Scott from. I was happy for you two. I just always knew there was something off about you and your family. Then it came out that your family was hunters and then I knew you would turn and you ended up proving me right. You tried to kill Scott and Derek, but they forgave you because your princess Allison. Who could ever stay mad at you for too long?

But even now, I still have that thought in the back of my head that when it comes down to it, I don't think you would stay. I don't think you would stay by Scott's side or stay faithful to the pack.

But everybody trusts you so, I pushed the thoughts out of my head.

I just hope that when the day comes, you'll choose the pack over your hunter duty.

Because I know how you are trained…you father told me. He told me how you guys go through life finding peoples weaknesses and strengths, without even realizing you are doing it.

Just know that if you ever hurt one of the pack, I kill you with my own hands. Watching your last breath as it leaves your body.

Allison took a big breath as everybody turned their eyes on her as if silently judging her. Everybody in the room, were determining if she was who she really was.

Peter- The only thing I have to say to you is thank you. I know, why thank creepy uncle Peter? Why thank the guy that almost killed us? Why thank the guy that came back from the dead…well its simple.

One. He bit Scott, giving him power that people crave, even if Scott's hates it. The bite gave Scott confidence that he always wanted and hey, it even helped him get the girl.

Scott softly chuckled at that and Peter smirked.

Two. If it wasn't for you creeperwolf, I never would have knew Derek. I never would have seen him smile or laugh for the first time. I never would have helped him with his pain….and I never would have knew what truly falling for someone meant.

Derek throat dried up at those words.

Third. I thank you for giving a pack; people who cared for me, even if it was only when they needed something from me. Because for a while there, I was able to experience a real family and to know what being cherished truly meant.

Lastly. I thank you for your expertise, for helping Derek train the beta's. Making them better fighters ad helping them better use their senses.

Also, I thought I should tell you Peter, that if you weren't such a psycho I would have gladly taken the bite from you when you offered it to me.

Derek sent a glare towards Peter, who only shrugged his shoulders.

I always go back to that day and wonder, what if I had said yes? I would be sitting around with you guys right now, instead of away. We could be laughing, goofing around, instead of me leaving.

I knew that you wanted me for a mate to Peter.

Derek growled at this.

I did research about being bitten on the wrist. I also wondered how if you were like you are now, I would have gladly been your mate.

But there is no point dwelling in the past. Now is there?

"I can't believe you offered him the bite," Scott said.

"He had potential," Peter said shrugging.

"Why did you want him as a mate?" Derek growled.

"He was smart, handsome, and loyal," Peter said, leaning against the wall. "Why would I not?"

There is not really left for me to say, except that you guys should tell Danny the truth. He knows that we were lying to him, but he trusts us anyway. So I say give him a reward for his trust, by telling him the truth.

Goodbye now,

Stiles.

The pack sat in silence after that, no one looking at anyway. To afraid to see what they would find in each others eyes.