I Am So Sorry
Chapter 4
~Scott, Derek, and Stiles are on their way
Deaton's Vet Clinic in Roscoe~
Derek
I can't believe I'm putting him through this. He's just a kid.
"I'm not a kid." He stated.
"What? Oh, how did you hear that? Did I say it out loud?"
"Didn't we already go over this? We are becoming one."
"So you can read my mind, and I can read yours?"
"You can't read my thought yet, I'm pretty sure it's coming fairly soon though."
"Why is this happening?" I asked, I'm so confused.
"How the fuck would I know?! I hope Deaton does!"
"Shut up already, what I really want to know is... What is happening between you guys. A.k.a. why is this happening to you both?" Scott interrupted.
"Well ummm..." I started.
"We are 'together'." Stiles ended.
"Didn't you have that thing with Erica though?" Scott questioned.
"I don't understand why everyone thinks me and Erica were a thing! I just needed people on my team! I bit Isaac, and Boyt and no one said anything!"
"But Derek... You didn't kiss Isaac, and Boyt... You kissed Erica." Stiles pointed out.
"I needed something to keep my mind off of something else."
"Me?"
"No, Isaac. Yes you, Stiles!"
Scott put his hands up, "So who made the first move?"
"He did" and at the same time I said, "I did."
Scott stopped the car short, jumped on top of me, and pinned me to the beige leather car seat.
"Why are you forcing him to do this, he's going to get hurt! If he gets hurt it's your fault! You couldn't have just, moved on?! No, you have to take advantage of my best friend, MY BROTHER! He..."
"AH FUUUCKKK!" Stiles screeched from the back seat.
I pushed Scott off of me, "You're hurting him! He can't take as much pain as me or you can Scott! He's just a human!"
"Just a human? Is that all I am to you?! Just a, a-a human? I thought I was more than that?!"
"Stiles, you are more to me! You are everything to me! You just not a werewolf, so you can't take as much pain!"
"I can take plenty of pain! A regular 'human' would've died from falling, and breaking through 3 floors of tile, concrete, and whatever else was in those floors! I'm a lot stronger than a regular 'human'!"
"What are you saying?!"
"I can feel myself turning into a werewolf Derek! That's what I'm saying!"
"WHAT?! In this condition, you could die!"
"I know."
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER?!"
"Well, you were gone for 2 years, and when you came back I had just woken up from a come, and then you were fighting Peter so…"
"Are you serious Stiles?!"
"I can take care of myself Derek."
"No you can't Stiles. Not from what's about to come."
"Whatever Derek, I don't feel like talking about it anymore."
Stiles
What does he think I am?! A child?! Or maybe I'm a bird with a broken wing. Or a fish with no scales. I can take care of myself! I'm not defenseless, I can put up a fight. I "killed" Donovan for christ's sake! I don't understand!
We got to to the vet. Scott, and Derek both looked at me like I was an actual dog going to the vet. Like I was a injured bird. They tried carrying me, but I pushed their arms away. "I'm fine, I can walk. I have two feet, and two legs. I'll be fine! I'm not going to collapse in the middle of a parking lot! I'm fine! Just let go of me!"
"Okay, okay!" They both yelled softly.
"Just because I'm human, doesn't mean I'm weak."
"But your not human anymore." Derek stated.
"I might not be human, but I'm not a werewolf yet."
"How do you know?" Scott questioned.
"Do you know how angry I am, Scott?! Very angry! Angry enough to turn! But I haven't yet, that's how I know!"
Scott shouted back, "Why are YOU angry?! You fell in love, in love with someone that wasn't me! And I hate you for that Stiles! I loved you first, not Derek! It's not fair!"
Derek got in Scott's face, "He's mine, not yours. I got him first, fair and square." almost growling.
"He was my best friend before you even met him!"
"YET HE KNEW MY NAME BEFORE WE EVEN MET!"
"HEY! I AM NOT ANYONES! I AM MY OWN PERSON…!"
Derek interrupted, "Adult talk Stiles!"
"EXCUSE ME?! HOW CAN YOU BOTH STAND THERE, FIGHTING FOR ME, AND TELL ME TO BUD OUT?!"
At that very moment, Scott pounced on Derek. Tackling him to the ground, only to be flipped over with Derek on top of him.
"Both of you, GET OFF EACH OTHER!"
Derek stood up fast, "Who are you talking to like that?!"
"BOTH OF YOU! You guys are acting like assholes! Can we just be civil, like fucking normal people?!"
"Only if you choose." Scott answered.
"I'm not choosing anything! I'm going inside to find out what, in the actual fuck, is happening to me! I wasn't bit so I shouldn't be turning into a damn WEREWOLF!"
SCOTT
He stormed off into the office. Derek started after him, so I followed suit. Stiles definitely was turning. He was running faster than usual. Of course Derek wouldn't notice that because I'm Stiles' best friend, not him.
"He seems to be running faster…" Derek observed.
"Yeah, I know."
Why is he seeing these things? They only met last year! It's like he knows every single thing about him!
"I do."
"FUCK OFF!" I yelled out loud.
"Wanna join? We could start a jack circle!" he snickered.
"Wait, did you only notice that he was running faster after I thought of it?!"
His heart rate quickened, and he went silent. His smug face turned away, and ran off inside the clinic. I ran in after him and saw Stiles on the floor.
"HE WAS ANGRY, AND WHEN I CONFRONTED YOU YOUR HEART RATE QUICKENED! YOU DID THIS TO HIM, HIS HEART IS PROBABLY BEATING TO FAST! Listen!"
"Hey, Earth to Scott, the real problem us that he's not breathing!"
STILES
They were both being so selfish, especially Scott! I could be dying, and all they can do is argue about who gets me! I'm done with both of you! If you can even hear me over your arguing…
I felt electricity flow through my body. It cover me head to toe. The my ears started to grow, and point. I was growing hair out of no where. Then, i felt my eyes. They felt weird. I got up and looked a mirror, and they were BLUE!
"Wait, he's up!" Scott yelled. "Why are your eyes blue?! Shouldn't they be yellow?! Aren't you apart of this…" he finished his sentence when he realized what it meant.
"Wait… Are you…? Are you serious?! You're choosing neither of us?!"
"My life isn't like the Choosing Ceremony! Veronica Roth wasn't alluding to my life when she wrote Divergent!"
In that moment, I felt my heart breaking. It wasn't the usual heartbreak. It was doubled, maybe even tripled. The crushing sensation, like my person being wrung through someones hand, like sand on the beach. Every part of me tickled, but not in a loving, playful way, like when you leg falls asleep after waking up from a long car ride. I sensed myself quivering like a child when they see their first horror film. My brain was shooting a million different places at once. I looked at my fingers, and saw them shaking. Petrified, as I laid there. I couldn't comprehend what my eyes were seeing. There were colored clouds surrounding their bodies. They both had maroon, and moss green colors in the mix. As I looked down at my hands I saw the darkest, midnight black. It was mixed in with tiny bits of white, and gray. As I looked up I saw Derek and Scott standing there looking, staring, at me. Unsure of what to do they picked me up, and…
SCOTT
"Derek… I, I'm-… I'm sorry"
In between sobs he asked, "For… What?"
"I… didn't feel like me and Stiles were connected persons. He isn't my mate, and I killed him while trying to make it happen. I am so sorry."
