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Stiles' P.O.V
It had been maybe two days since I was released from the hospital. I still had my bruises and scars and left left me in bed most of the day. They determined that my arm wasn't broken it was just fractured, so I was able to leave earlier than they expected, but they still put me on bed rest. Yes, my body felt like it was about to fall apart, but I still didn't like being locked up in my bedroom all the time.
It had been three day since Derek's little surprise and I hadn't seen him anywhere. I would of looked for him at his house, but according to my dad I had to stay in bed or I was grounded. I decided that it was definitely not worth it, and if Derek wanted to talk to me he would.
I hadn't really seen Scott, but people had told me that he stopped by all the time. That meant a lot, I mean to know that my friends actually care. With the whole trying to find Gerard thing going on, it's hard to make time.
I was lost in thought when I heard a tapping sound coming from my window. I looked over and my window was already opening. I looked at my hands and sat up in my bed, my back against the firm headboard. I already knew who it was, I mean who right now would come up to my window and knock before coming in.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Derek walk up to my bed and sit on the edge. His gaze was focused on the floor, but clearly he was seriously concentrating. "...I'm sorry" He mumbled trying to pull his words together.
I glanced over at him and waited. I wanted to hear what he had to say, what he was feeling right now. Normally no one knows or tries to know.
"I didn't handle my feelings very well" He said a little louder.
I cleared my throat and looked back at my hands "You never do, Derek" I mumbled.
He looked over at me and sighed "I just don't want to start all over. For my whole life I've been screwed over...I mean...Kate re-"
This brought rage to me, I felt like my whole body turned red. Some stupid little thing go to me so much, and that enraged me more. I pushed the black comforter off of my legs and swung them over the side. I quickly stood up and turned to face Derek.
He was looking at my clenched fist.
"So now your comparing me to Kate, that's really selfish Derek. When you ran out of the room did you even think about how I felt or what I was thinking?" I yelled.
He sighed "Stiles, I'm sor-"
"Derek, you push away anyone that could possibly care about you" I mumbled and turned away from him. I grabbed my jacket off the chair and stormed out of the room. I didn't know where I was going, considering I left him in my room. I didn't really know what I was doing, I guess I just wanted time to think and I wanted Derek to think about what I said.
I hurried down the stairs trying to get to my jeep before Derek did. Which didn't make sense considering he was a werewolf, but I didn't care. When I reached the door I through the open and walked out. Of course it was raining. I walked out toward my jeep, the leaves crunching beneath my bare feet. I didn't bother to slip on shoes, and I was regretting that. The rain was beating on the top of my jeep and it drenched my clothes.
I reached for the door and felt my arm being yanked back. I had a brief panic attack until I realized it was Derek. I took a deep breath to try and calm my racing heart.
"Sorry" He mumbled while looking at my chest. He looked back up at me "Can we talk?" He asked, I could tell he was aggravated. His fist was clenched and he was extremely tense.
I sighed and looked around "Um, I need time to think" I mumbled, that wasn't fully the truth just some of it. I did need time to think, but I really didn't feel like talking right now. I was worked up and annoyed. At what? I really had no idea. Maybe his little Kate quote actually got to me, but wither way I just needed some time alone.
At first his jaw clenched, but then he relaxed slightly. He nodded and his eyes trailed the ground.
I sighed and popped my jeep door open. It flung water and I quickly hopped in the car. If I didn't leave now I would change my mind. I couldn't look at his expression while I pulled my keys out of my pocket and stuck them in the ignition. My jeep roared to life and I quickly pulled out.
Guilt rose up in side of me as I sped away from my house. I decided I would go to Scott's house, I really couldn't go anywhere else.
