Chapter 9
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Derek:
I lay in my bed as troubling thoughts swarmed my mind and began to buzz like bees. It was annoying that I couldn't get stiles out of my head. I couldn't get the beautiful image of his whisky colored eyes with sunshine making the orbs glow like the sun… or that the very thought of being near him sent chills though my very core.
I missed him.
The pack missed him.
And there was no way to get him back.
But the thing that most disturbed me was the fact that Kile being around him made me want to kill him. And not like the way I threatened stiles… but really do it… I really wanted to harm him. It felt like he was touching something that didn't belong to him.
Like it was mine.
It drove me insane that this… this kid was able to touch and see stiles the way I wanted to… and be around him so carefree and full of wonder that only Stiles Company was able to bring to me. Around stiles I was calm… and that scared me. I would never admit this out loud but being calm is something I haven't experienced in years. I pushed him away… I didn't want to hurt him, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I wanted to protect him and make sure he was safe… great job I have been doing at that lately.
I only seem to break everything I touch…
Anger and hurt seemed to swell in my chest made it hard to breathe as if a boulder was on my chest. I squeezed my eyes closed and I wanted to hit something. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my raging wolf.
No… I will get him back… for the pack.
We will show him that we can do better… better for him.
Better for the pack.
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Stiles:
I climbed up the stairs and stopped as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. A smile crossed my face as I already knew who it was.
Kile.
This boy was amazing, taking the abuse from my ex friends and not even making me feel bad about it. In fact after the billionth time of me apologizing he finally shut me up with a kiss.
I opened my phone and was not surprised when I saw the boy in questions name appear on my screen.
Text from: Kile Monroe 12:56am
Hey so I know the last date wasn't so great but I was hoping I could get you to cook for me like you promised… since it is your last week of freedom!
I laughed at the text and rolled my eyes. The date had been magical before the pack showed up and Derek pushed Kile into a tree. I began to type up a quick message.
Text to: Kile Monroe 12:59
Yeeaaaahh sorry about that again… that was totally uncalled for and I didn't think they would show up. But would love to show you my appreciation and cook you something. When?
I made my way up the rest of the stairs and threw open my door. I tossed my phone onto the bed, still smiling like an idiot, as I made my way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I put on long, loose sweatpants and brushed my teeth before returning to my room.
I turned to my computer desk and saw the picture of me and Scott on my twelfth birthday. He had his arm around me and our faces were covered in blue icing.
I miss him… I miss the comfort he used to bring when I would wake up at three in the morning have a panic attack and crying for my mom. I missed having a best friend… a brother.
I missed the pack and the family I thought I had. I even missed Derek pushing me into walls and threatening me till I decided to help him, when we both knew I would've helped him anyway, simply because he was Derek. And because he has saved my ass so many times and he didn't let me down… he was there when Scott wasn't and I wanted to keep him safe… that's what we did. We kept each other safe. I saved him, and he saved me. Always.
No… they let me down… they don't need me. They forgot me. I do not miss them!
Trying to get rid of that sinking feeling that was rising in my gut I threw myself on my bed and rolled over to be on my back. I grabbed my phone and noticed I had a text from Kile.
Text from: Kile Monroe 1:05am
Why not you have Saturday to you; play videogames, read your horrible marvel comics, and just wind down and then you can cook for me on Sunday?
And that for some reason reminded me of Scott…
Flashback movie night:
"No we are totally watching avengers! Marvel is way better." Isaac said from where he lie across the floor. Danny was next to him stroking his curly mop of hair as Isaacs head was propped up on his lap. Those two made a sickingly sweet couple. Everyone else was spread out across the living room with their significant other on their arm. I was the only one on the couch which was fine because I liked to keep an eye on them.
I smiled at the debate that was being hashed out by Scott and Isaac. Isaac wanted to see avengers (which I was totally on his side for), and Scott was on the side of batman the dark knight rises.
Normally I would've gone with batman, seems to be the only thing DC did right but when it was competing with marvel there was no question. Marvel all the way.
"What do you think stiles? You're on my side right best buddy?" he said and then added his puppy dog eyes in for good measure. It was times like these; times I felt included, that I thought things would change. That maybe instead of being the little researcher I could be a useful member of the pack. I could be family. I laughed and shook my head.
"Not this time scotty boy. Not this time." Isaac fist bumped the air like in the ending of the breakfast club and I huffed out a laugh. Scott was about to open his mouth, no doubt to retaliate but was stopped by Derek plopping down on the seat next to me.
"Stiles says avenges, avengers it is." And in this rare moment of agreeing we both shared a small, barely there smile. It filled my heart with warmth. The whole pack including Erica and Boyd were there… they had come back soon after they left and everyone was happy to have them here. It was before the school trip that took them away for two weeks… everyone was happy and cozy. I was happy. But that never lasted long.
…
End of flashback:
I shook my head to try and clear out any thought that could lead to me missing them… because I don't… do I?
Speaking of Boyd and Erica… they should be back any day now if not already home. They went away to get some air and try to forget the mistakes they had made. We missed them so much, and I was so worried that they were dead. That day I had to go out to the field and let out some of the magic that burned through my veins. Protectiveness scorched through my whole body. Then when I saw them I put aside all the hurt and pain they have caused me and I gave them a hug.
But just like everyone else, as soon as they were comfortable they used me. They stopped talking to me unless they needed research or something trivial. They stopped inviting me places and soon I was just a tag along for the whole group. They were probably happy I was gone.
I looked at my phone hoping yet again that I could forget them.
Text to: Kile Monroe 1:10
Hahaha! Thanks I'll enjoy cooking for you! What will you like?
I tried to focus on Kile, on his loving eyes. I tried to focus on how he was so sweet and how he actually enjoyed spending time with me! How he liked being around me and allows me to be myself and not on the pack. Not how they constantly use me. Kile was good for me… and Derek wasn't.
Soon enough another text dropped in.
Text from: Kile Monroe: 1:13
I love pancakes! Yummy! If you make me that I will be eternally grateful!
I chuckled and began to type a response but again I was pulled into another memory…
Flashback pancake dinner:
I muddled around the small store looking for something to cook for the pack tonight. Erica and Boyd were back after they had run off scared when the kanima incident happened, and I was going to cook dinner. I didn't know what I was going to make yet but it was going to be amazing. Suddenly remembered what Erica's favorite food in the whole world was and since Boyd was dating her then by default they were his favorite food ever too.
I smiled as I went to the breakfast isle and picked up enough to feed and army along with a few other things. This was going to be awesome!
…
I began to mix the pancake batter and turning on the oven. I stepped away from the batter and kept trying to turn it on but nothing was working. I called Derek into the kitchen and soon he was there but so was everyone in the pack… minus peter but that guy really creeped me.
I moaned in aggravation and told Derek that it was broken and I need to be fixed. Derek leaned over to get a better look at what the problem could be, and with the bowl being so close to the edge some poured on his black shirt.
Immediately everyone burst into a fit of giggles as Derek slowly got up off the floor. My eyes widened and I tried to conceal a laugh as he pulled out his famous scowl. His hands went into the bowl and he flinged the batter at me.
I ducked before it could hit me and it went flying into Isaacs face.
That began an all-out pancake war and everyone looking like a walking pancake. We sat their laughing and eventually we ordered Chinese. That night it took the girls hours to wash out the batter from their hair, but the house was lit up with laughter that I hadn't heard in so long.
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End of flashback.
That day I felt a part of something… it was so much fun. Everyone was laughing and great and…
No… I can't… I can't miss them.
I continued to talk to Kile through the pain in my gut. I continued with my text and sighed when it sent. Maybe if I kept texting him it would go away…
Text to: Kile Monroe 1:17am
Yeah I can definitely do that. What will you end up doing tomorrow since you know I won't be around?
I didn't have to wait long before I felt the vibration from my phone.
Text from: Kile Monroe 1:18am
Haha well I was thinking about washing my car! Been putting it off for weeks. Okay babe I need to go to bed, text me tomorrow?
And just like that… I was brought into one of my best memories.
Flash back car wash:
It had been a few days since Gerard attacked me and the swelling in my face had gone down drastically. I needed do something with myself. I had stayed cooped up inside the house for almost a week and I was going out of my mind.
My car was a mess and my baby deserved a good wash. Scott hadn't even come by to make sure I was ok and I was pissed about it… but it was Scott. What were you going to do? I went outside with a heavy bucket in one hand and a couple sponges and towels in the other.
Everything was still incredibly sore from the beat down. I had tried to take the brunt of it so Gerard would leave the two teens alone and they repay me with them leaving!
I was so lost in thought I didn't even realize the weight was gone and Derek was standing next to me.
"Hey are you okay?" Derek said and I jumped.
"God Derek I am going to get you a bell. Look I can't do research today I am washing my baby." I said and smiled at my car. For once I was doing something I wanted to do. And he wasn't stopping me.
"I know… I came here to help." His voice was barely above a whisper but there was something about it. He needed a friend and even though my feelings for the alpha only intensified I could be a friend.
Without a doubt I already knew he would go back into pushing me into walls and demanding stuff tomorrow but I can at least revel in the moment right now.
I threw him a dish rag as he put down the heavy bucket. Derek caught it due to his wolfy reflexes and we began scrubbing.
I looked at him and for once he gave me a smile. There wasn't any teeth but no traces of a smirk anywhere on his face. I laughed and he just shook his head.
"I'm glad you're okay you know? You really scared me stiles." He said and my eyes widened. I didn't think he even noticed.
"And I will make sure nothing ever hurts you again." He whispered and after that we worked in silence. But I felt safe and protected. I felt as if he actually meant it so I could give him a bit of silence.
…
I smiled at the memory. Derek needed me that day and I was happy to be around to help him.
I shut off my mind and sent a quick 'yeah sure talk to you tomorrow' to Kile before burying my head into my pillow.
I couldn't help the tears that seemed to pour out of my eyes. I screamed into my pillow because I don't like these feelings. I don't like missing people who probably don't even think about me… they don't miss me.
But dammit I missed them.
I missed them so much.
But I will not ever go crawling back. If they wanted me in there live they better show me. They better try their hardest to get me back… that's the only way I would ever even consider having them back into my life.
The tears began to subside and soon my eyes felt droopy and heavy. Before I knew it I was fast asleep.
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Derek:
I began to pace around the small room. It was two am and everyone from the pack was here, even Boyd and Erica. They had gotten in late last night and their trip had supposedly been awful. Isaac had been keeping them filled in, but even without him telling the duo they still felt it.
Just like everyone else they couldn't sleep and didn't was to eat. All they wanted to do is trying and get stiles back. We all missed him and we were falling apart with him. Minus peter… who wasn't actually at the meeting. He was off doing whatever peter does in his spare time.
"We have to find a way to show stiles that he is needed… that he is wanted. We have been shitty friends to him. All of us. We have to show him he is appreciated and cared for here, that he has a place to call home! We have to show him that we will change." I said. I was so tired that it hurt to stand but we needed this meeting. We needed to get him back no matter the cost.
"Wow Derek that's the most I think I have heard you say in one go." Scott yawned out and I rolled my eyes. I kind of wanted to punch him in the face but he had Alison wrapped around his arm. Alison and the pack were starting to mend and become closer but there was still some hurt feelings, she lived with us and we were all building a relationship but it wasn't complete yet. Even through everything she has done to us I still wouldn't want to outwardly hurt her.
I waited for someone, anyone, to give me an idea. But it was just silence.
And silence.
And even more silence.
Until Jackson squirmed in his seat and opened his mouth.
"I… I um… I think we should start small. Maybe try, oh I don't know, texting him… including him in stuff. I know he likes lacrosse maybe me and Boyd could invite him to practice sometime… or the girls can invite him shopping… I don't know just whatever he likes. Make sure he is okay but also give him some space and just work up. We do what we can and go from there… if he even wants to hang out with us. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't." Jackson said to the room. All eyes were on him at this moment and to be honest he looked awful. Everyone looked bad but he seemed as if he couldn't sleep and had dark bags under his eyes.
Everyone looked at him with disbelief on their. Jackson simply shrugged and didn't even bother to try and explain, his face went neutral and Lydia curled into his side and he stroked her strawberry blonde hair.
"That's… actually a really good idea." Isaac piped up.
All eyes were on me, waiting for my approval as this was the first decent Idea in what felt like years.
I nodded and was happy we were getting somewhere. Soon with energy I haven't seen in so long they were up and out, going down to get their phones and computers so they could text and email stiles.
I took a deep breath as I felt pain spread through my whole body. My wolf whined and demanded to come out. He wanted something… he wanted stiles back. And that was something my wolf and I agreed on. But this sense of want overcame my whole body as if I had been putting it to the side so much and the wolf finally had, had enough of it and took over the reins.
I felt my eyes burn red and I tried to stand up only to fall back on all fours. Soon everyone came back in laughing about the email and texts they sent only to find me on the floor.
Soon it felt like I was too heavy to keep up and balled up on the cold floor. I felt pairs of hands all touching me in order to see what's going on with their alpha. I squeezed my eyes shut. My head felt as if it was about to explode.
I tried to open my eyes but the corners of my vision were getting blurred and the pain was getting unbearable. I heard everyone reassure me as everything faded black…
…
When I woke up I was chained by my hands and feet by the long shackles that I had hooked up onto the wall for the betas. I growled low in my chest and soon Isaac came and unlocked me out.
"Well at least he is still Derek." Jackson snorted and again I growled and my eyes bled red and he shut up. I smirked at the victory.
"Okay Derek what the hell was that?! It took us forever to just get you down here and even then you put up a fight and we need to know… it was almost like you weren't in control." Scott said. My eyes shot open and I took a look around, everyone's clothes were torn to shreds and the cuts were still healing but were extremely close considering an alpha attack takes longer. There was a cut going down Isaacs cheek and my yes widened in horror.
"Isaac are you okay… I'm sorry… I wasn't in control I…" I was shushed by Isaac's tiny voice.
"Derek… it's okay just tell us what happened." He said and I closed my eyes again and leaned my head against the wall were I was sitting.
Should I tell them? They will now if you're lying… they are your family and deserve to know.
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat… "Stiles… he is my mate. It's like Erica being separated from Boyd or Jackson from Lydia… hell Alison from Scott… your mate completes you and without it you lose yourself. You lose your control and things make you… you. And without him being around I'm starting to lose control. My mate wants to claim stiles." I finished and opened my eyes.
Everyone was staring at me and I began to squirm. I needed stiles… I needed him to need me.
"We will get him back Derek… we will." Scott said as his hand came to my shoulder. Soon everyone was piled around me and in some way touching me. I was so tired n more ways than just one.
Soon everyone was fast asleep in the basement floor and this was the closest thing I have felt too happy since stiles have left.
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Stiles:
I awoke in the early hours of Saturday morning. I didn't sleep very well and decided that eight forty-five was late enough. I left my phone on the charger, I didn't really think there would be anything important on it all things considering, and went down to make myself some breakfast.
I had the house completely to myself today and tomorrow due to the sheriff having to pull a double shift. I sighed in relief; I really needed the house to myself for the day.
I got out some cereal and milk along with my batman bowl and threw myself onto the chair.
I should text dad… he would want to know that I am actually eating and out of my room…
I groaned as I flew off my chair and stomped upstairs. I pulled my phone off the charger and made my way down the stair again. When I made my way back to my chair and was seated I opened my phone. My eyes widened as I looked onto my screen.
I had fifteen emails and thirteen text messages. No one really texted me anymore since the whole Scott fiasco. I shoved a scoop of frosted flakes into my mouth and unlocked my phone before starting with the emails.
Email from: Erica.
Hey… stiles… look we are really sorry and were wondering if maybe you would consider going out and shopping with the girls? Please consider… okay batman night.
I almost chocked on the frosted flakes… did they mean it? Did she really miss me? I shook my head and tried not to get my hopes up as I continued through the messages, cereal completely forgotten.
Email from: Scott Macall
Look I'm sorry… please forgive me? I just need my brother back…. I need you back man. Just talk to me. Maybe we can catch a movie sometime…
If at all possible my eyes widened more. He apologized… and from the looks of all the emails I think they actually meant it.
Maybe I… before I could continue that thought I felt my phone vibrate once more and I stopped right there. They didn't need me… once I was back they would just stomp all over me.
I shook my head but didn't even bother continuing with the emails and went to my text messages. It was from Kile and I smiled from ear to ear.
Text from: Kile Monroe 9:16 am
Hey :D so I was wondering if we could reschedule for today around 2? My mom is needing me to help her with some errands tomorrow…
Text to: Kile Monroe 9:17 am
No problem I have all the stuff here already and I'll start cooking when your already here so you can watch me be a master at everything again ;)
Text from: Kile Monroe 9:18
Ha ha ha you are hilarious. Thanks babe! You are awesome! Sorry for the sudden reschedule… well I'm off to go clean my car. See you in a few hours.
Text to: Kile Monroe 9:20am
It's no problem. Oh and have fun!
After that he stopped replying but I couldn't help but wonder what we were… was he my boyfriend or are we just going on a few dates… I wouldn't let that ruin my mood as I grabbed my cereal bowl and walked out of the kitchen to the living room.
Once in there I snatched the remote out of the recliner and began to switch through the channels before finally setting it on supernatural. Right when dean jumped off the bridge in the first episode I was done with my cereal and set it down on the nearby coffee table before lying down on the couch.
I felt so tired as f everything from the past few days were suddenly hitting me at once. I had this nasty habit of ignoring the problem until it eventually goes away but it always seems to come back to bite me in the ass. I took deep breathes so I could calm my racing heart beat and closed my eyes. Suddenly everything got too much before I drifted off into a dreamless sleep
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I jumped awake by the sound of knocking at my door and landed on the hard floor. I groaned from my spot as I got up. My back hurt as I jerked the door open ready to totally bitch slap whoever was behind that door when deep chocolate brown eyes stared at me and I melted.
Kiles blinding smile was what greeted me first and a smile of my own crept up on my face.
"Kile… what are you doing here… it only like ten…" I spluttered. I looked awful with my sleep filled eyes and messy hair, but the way he looked at me made me feel so good… like I was the only person in the world that mattered.
"You fell asleep didn't you… stiles its two thirty. I tried to text but I figured with all the shit you have been put through you would have fallen asleep…" he said sweetly and smiled again. My eyes darted to his pink full lips and found myself wondering how they would taste... how they would feel… what it would feel like to have those lips run down…
My eyes widened as Kiles hand floated in front of my face and I realized he was still outside. I motioned him in and we made our way towards the kitchen where I quickly grabbed a mixing bowl. From there I went around and gathered the ingredient's for pancakes quickly and tossed them in a bowl along with some of my special ingredient's to make them extra tasty.
Kile jumped up onto the counter and was just fine with watching me. He made a few comments about how I really know what I am doing and we made causal small talk. I was content with it and laughed and smiled more than ever… it always seemed to happen when he was around.
"so have you heard from… whoever that was in the woods?" he turned real serious so I stopped what I was doing and turned to face him before digging in my pocket for my phone and handed it to him.
"Yeah but I've only read maybe one or two emails… mind reading them out to me?" I asked. I knew he needed to know and make sure I was dealing with this well. I also wanted Kile to know that I trusted him.
"Yeah sure." He said before flipping his long brown hair out of his eyes… I was thankful he wasn't a werewolf so he didn't detect how fucking hot I thought it was.
"Text from Isaac. He says that he misses you and he hopes you talk to him soon. Isaac also said that he has been putting off watching guardians of the galaxy because you wanted to watch it with the pack… and that he misses you." Kile looked down at the phone for a few more minutes and I continued to stir the pancake batter. That affected me in ways I wouldn't allow myself to think about. All of a sudden my throat felt dry and it was hard to speak.
"Next one." Was all I could get out and I saw him slide to the next text.
"Okay." Kile whispered and began to read the next text.
"A text from Jackson Whitmore. He asked if maybe sometime you would like to play lacrosse with him and Boyd to amp up your game for next season and asked how you have been. He also stated that it's boring without you and to get back with an answer." Kile looked up from the phone but I refused to look at him… Jackson actually missed me… and I missed him too.
"Next." I continued to whisk and put the batter in the pan.
"email from Danny asking if maybe you would want to go pick up the newest addition of the wolverine comics, sense they are your favorite, sometime and get ice-cream afterword's."
By this time I was on my second pancake and all In all they were turning out fine. Tears began to brim my eye making everything blurry and disfigured… they missed me.
"Next." I shook my head… they are just saying things.
"Okay… a text from Derek. All he said was it isn't the same without you stiles." Kile looked up with a sad smile.
"Stiles…" he went behind me and hugged my waist. At this point I was on my very last pancake and had a single tear running down my face. The warmth Kile brought me helped but there was a tiny part at the back of my mine… my fae seemed to channel it so clearly, that kept screaming at me that it was wrong. That this should be Derek hanging on my waist. I blocked it out and grunted for Kile to continue.
"I'm… I'm not saying you should forgive them but… but you should at least talk to them." He said gently in my ear before placing light kisses down my neck.
I leaned back into his arms and basked in his warmth. Ever since I left I felt as if a piece of me has been dying, my fae has been out of control and have been easily angered. I felt like I had no control over my emotions whatsoever and it drove me crazy, but when I was around Kile I felt myself relax even if there was that small part of me saying its wrong.
"I know." I whispered and I felt him smile and nod on my neck. His pale face began to nuzzle my neck and place light kisses on my white skin. I purred in appreciation and tilted my head to make a bit more room which he used to his advantage. Soon I felt his tongue sweep across my skin and I smiled.
As I finished up my last pancake he let go so I could get the syrup from above my head and poured it on the plate.
I swung around so fast on my feet I didn't realize how close Kile was and the whole plate ended up on his shirt. Sticky syrup began to drip down his neck down his shirt onto what I was sure was rock solid muscle. I managed to splatter it on his neck along with his shirt and his moth scrunched up into an 'o' shape and his eyes went wide. The face all in all was something I would love to see when he was in a different area of mine and him being sticky just didn't seem to be a turn off.
"oh you will pay for that Stillinski." He said as mischief was sprinkled in his eyes. Kile grabbed my shoulders and before I knew it he was rubbing the sticky liquid up and down me. That still didn't help my rising problem as he came to a stop and looked into my eyes.
I went to try and move but as I did I slipped and fell bringing Kile to fall with me. I looked up into his beautiful chocolate eyes and this time didn't move. Soon I felt his soft pink lips that I was fantasizing about hours earlier crash onto mine. We were sticky but that only seemed to fuel the hear behind the kiss. I felt his tongue nudge against my teeth and I gladly accepted him in.
I moaned as his hips began to grind and great friction and his hands pinned my arms above my head. His tongue scoured every inch of my mouth as we parted only to catch our breath. I was panting with pleasure as he just stared at me with a dopey look I once saw in Scott when he was thinking or looking at Alison .
"this is way better than pancakes." His hot breath reached my face and sent a shiver down my spine as he crashed his lips on mine again and continued grinding.
So much better than pancakes.
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