Author's Note: hey guys I'm happy everyone likes it and that I'm getting some emotions out of you. It tells me I'm doing a good job thank you so much XD! I'm gonna warn you guys now this chapter gets really sadistic and dark so yeah not for the faint of heart. Don't worry though the nest chapter will be more sweet and less negative…kinda…=P. Here's chapter 3 "I'm so sorry…".

Disclaimer: I odnt own teen wolf or song, I know. but the ideas mine so ha =P

Derek watched Scott from the darkness, careful not to make a sound. His head lifted up, surprised by the gentle caress, to find Derek gone. His eyes searched the room frantically, tears still streaming down his cheeks. He wanted to search the house, he could tell, but the fear was holding him back. Derek was grateful for it, relieved he hadn't seen through his threat, hadn't realized how hard it was for Derek to do that to him. Maybe yelling at him was a good thing. He thought, trying to convince himself Scott would be fine. Maybe that's why he bought it. I was kinda harsh on him, that's probably why he believes me. If I back out now, I'll kill Scott. It's to protect him. Inside though it was killing him, how harsh he was. It was true, Scott had done all those things, but not intentionally. He was like a love sick little puppy completely oblivious to the world around him, too busy eyeing Allison to notice anyone else around him. As much as Scott made Derek want to throttle him by the neck sometimes with his constant whining and swooning over Allison, it was strangely endearing. It reminded him of himself as a kid, when he would swoon over Kate. He smiled bitterly at the similarities, knowing that if it continued it would have a not so happy ending for either of them, whether they wanted it to happen or not. He sighed softly, taking a sharp intake of breath when he realized Scott had heard him.

"Derek? Derek, please I'm sorry, I can't do this on my own-" Scott's voice cracked, Derek scolding himself mentally.

"Please Derek, I'm sorry. Please don't do this, please." He heard the sobs racking his chest, and watched as he curled up in a ball on the floor, rocking a little. He sat like that for a while before getting up and wiping the tears away. They came anyway though, as he looked around the room one last time before slowly exiting into the bitter cold night. He was happy he finally left though as the alpha's influence slowly began to take over. He knew he couldn't say it out loud, but in his mind Scott would still be safe. I'm sorry too Scott…

***meanwhile with Scott***

Scott walked through the forest, the bitter cold wind ripping through his thin hoodie easily, chilling him, to the bone. He sniffled a little, occasionally looking back towards the house longingly, no longer hating Derek. The anger was directed at himself. Everything he said was true. He was neglecting the people who had always been there, stiles and his mom, who would always care about him. Now a girl walks into his life and everyone else was left feeling unwanted. For a moment he hated Allison. If she never moved to this town this would have happened. Peter would have never come to beacon hills, he would have never been bitten, and he'd still be the dorky wannabe with the average teenage life. He wouldn't mind that, his life would be a lot less stressful, and he'd still have stiles to keep him company. Tears streamed down his cheek suddenly as he sat down to lean against a tree, pulling his knees to his chest to try and keep warm. Stiles had always been there for him, and now he was turning his life into a living hell. He even kissed Lydia the girl stiles loved since third grade, and then bragged about it. But he still helped him. His throat felt like someone was wringing a wet towel, getting tighter and tighter to the point where he could barely breathe. He didn't deserve to have stiles as a friend. Stiles deserved better than him. His mom too. He was being so distant from her, and he knew it was killing her inside. He decided to run away from home. He didn't deserve them. Or Derek's sympathy. He never realized how much he cared about him until now. He wanted it so badly though. He needed someone. He must still care about me a little bit, he thought trying to gain some comfort, he stroked my hair before he left and he didn't seem like he meant it that much. He wouldn't kill me…would he? He looked down at his fingers. They were bright red like a cherry, a hint of purple slowly showing. I'm gonna get frostbite. He thought as his fingers and toes throbbed painfully, maybe he'll let me stay the night. Besides I should apologize face to face so he knows I mean it. Maybe he'll forgive me then. I don't think he'd really hurt me… he stood up and cautiously made his way back to the house. He walked through the woods quietly not noticing through the trees that a full moon was in the air, and he was making a mistake that could cost him his life. When he arrived at the house, he pushed the door openly gently.

"Derek," he called softly, looking around as he slowly made his way to the staircase. Derek looked at him from the shadows, watching as he wandered around the house. He felt a sudden urge to pounce on him, a territorial rage as the alpha tried to get in control. It was a lot harder to suppress it now that the moon was visible, feeling his claws come out as he fought to keep the urges at bay. Ignoring him wasn't doing anything. He had to warn him to leave.

"I told you to go home Scott. Get out of here." he tried to make it harsh but it came out more stressed sounding. Scott looked up and was barely able to make him out in the darkness. Relief and hope came across his face as he took a deep breath and spoke.

"Derek, I can see you," he saw a movement and followed it while he continued bravely, his voice trembling a little from nerves.

"Derek, I-" Derek cut him off in a much deeper voice than usual. It was distorted and frightening.

"Scott get out!" he tried to warn him again, the control slowly diminishing as the alpha took over.

"Scott you have to go. Run, get out of here, please." He took a step towards him not really in control of his body anymore. All that was left was his words.

"No." it was bold but his eyes were pleading. Scott just listen to me for once please. Run, you dumb kid! Derek's temper was building and his resistance shattered almost completely.

"Run!" he shouted again before leaping in front of him his fangs exposed, but still in his old beta form. It must have taken time for peter to make the full change so maybe he'll be ok, Derek thought before his control snapped and the alpha was in complete control. Scotts eyes widened in fear as it let out a low growl. He turned and ran hard, out in to the cold, shifting as he ran. He ran down by a stream near where he spent Allison's birthday with her. It had frozen over but he couldn't tell how much. He turned around to look behind him. Nothing was there. He felt his heart race as his head whipped around, searching for a safe spot. A loud crunch behind him sent him scrambling across the ice hearing another loud crack. He turned around to see Derek shifted watching him with a predatory look, but the sound hadn't come from him, he realized, as he fell through the ice. The water was deeper than he thought and freezing cold.

"Derek, help!" he shouted frantically, struggling to keep his head above water. Derek eyes red eyes met his and he smirked. He reached towards him but kept his arm barely out of reach, toying with him. Scott stretched his arm till it was painful, his fingertips brushing Derek's claws.

"Derek, please!" Derek shrugged and grabbed his hand pulling him out of the ice with ease. He tried to scramble towards the shore, relieved, when Derek grabbed his hair and slammed his head down hard into a sharp piece of ice, grazing the side of his head, blood staining the ice as Derek dragged him onto the ground.

"Derek wait, please! Please don't kill me! Please don't, please…" Scott choked out, begging as he was pinned to the ground by his throat. Derek laughed, his red eyes amused.

"Don't worry scott. It'll be quick. You won't feel a thing." He grinned, letting his claws graze Scott's neck moving back and forth over his pulse. Scott started to tremble as he grabbed him by the wrist and tried to hold it in place, tears threatening to fall. Derek watched him still smiling and tilted his chin up, Scotts hand still on his wrist.

"You know if you just listened this wouldn't be happening. Why did you come back anyway?" Tears streamed down his cheeks as he stared up at him, scared.

"Scott? Come on tell me I won't-"he was cut off when Scott suddenly threw his arms around his neck and cried against it. Derek came back to reality abruptly, his eyes widened and looked down at Scott sobbing into his neck. There was blood on the frozen river, a hole in the ice, Scott was soaked, and he suddenly realized what he did. His heart stopped when he heard what Scott kept repeating.

"I just came to say I'm sorry! Please don't kill me please don't…" he sobbed into his throat shaking violently. He watched him his throat tightening up as he gently stroked his hair, pulling him close, and hushing him gently as a tear fell into Scott's hair.

"Please don't kill me please…I'm sorry Derek please…" Derek rubbed his back soothingly, and pushed his forehead against his, leaning up a little so his nose was in his hair, inhaling his scent.

"Shhh, your ok now, it's ok, don't be scared…" Scott felt tears drip down his forehead. He looked up shocked and felt his eyes water up again.

"Scott, I'm so sorry…"

Author's Note: Awww poor Scott. Alpha Derek's scary huh? Review please =)