A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been only AGES since I last updated, but I hope you enjoy this chapter! I've finally gotten through senior year and I'm heading off to school soon, so I'll be really busy then, so I'm not going to make any promises about updates. Here's chapter 10 and review with your honest opinions! I LOVE reading your constructive comments, they are SO helpful into shaping this piece, so please send me more! I want this to be as strong as possible. Enjoy!

10

Kelsey POV:

I know what this sounds like. It's not what it sounds like. It could be worse, though. I could be in genuine horse shit amounts of trouble, but I'm fine. I'm managing.

I had been thinking. Everyone deserved to know the truth about me instead of jumping to their own conclusions about things.

Of course only Uncle Peter would want to have story-time. He, Cora, and Stiles decided it was time for most things to be said. Derek wanted to take time to himself, so I mentally thanked him because I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes.

When I got to the loft, Cora, Peter, and Stiles had just reviewed the past few events to see if there were any connections that they had neglected to make, including the idea of his eyes being blue.

"It was Paige."

Cora turned to face me. "Kelsey," she started, "what are you doing here?"

I glanced at Peter as I spoke. "Well, Cora, Petie here wanted me to tell you guys the truth."

"Well, we know the truth," Cora said, motioning between she and her uncle, "but not Scott and Stiles."

"You know, Cora," Peter interjected, "I don't think you do. There are mysterious events, about Kelsey especially, that I have attempted to fathom, but can't."

Stiles scoffed. "What does she read minds or something?"

"Yeah, actually, I do."

Stiles's face read with the most extreme confusion.

"Anyway," I continued, "it was Paige who changed Derek into the man we know today."

"Were you friends with her?" Stiles asked.

I shook my head. "I knew her because I had friends in orchestra, but we weren't friends."

"Well, then what happened to Derek and this cello girl?"

"What do you think happened," Peter asked in a snarky manner, "they're teenagers."

"What Peter means to say is that they became heavily involved. They used to meet at an abandoned distillery outside of Beacon Hills." I picked up.

"How do you know all of this?" Stiles questioned, "I thought you guys met later."

"Well, Derek and I had been friends for quite some time."

"By 'quite some time,' she means since birth. Her dad used to advise our mother," Cora chimed in.

"Exactly."

"So how did this Paige chick affect Derek?" Stiles pushed.

"He saw her as an opportunity." Peter said.

"For what?" Stiles asked.

"An opportunity to be with her forever." I chimed in.

Flashback:

Sophomores Derek and Kelsey sit at lunch, as Paige sits at another table studying and doing homework.

"You should stop staring, Derek." Kelsey says.

"I'm not staring. I'm admiring. I feel bad that she sits alone because of the guys." Derek looks down at the lunch the doesn't want to finish.

"Hey," Kelsey says, causing Derek to look her way, "don't feel bad. She wants more time to herself and her books and sitting here would take away from that. You're one hell of a distraction." Kelsey chuckles.

Peter walks up to the teenagers and their table. "Why does she eat alone?"

Derek looks at Peter, having already graduated from BHHS, and asks what he was doing on campus.

Slyly avoiding the question, Peter goes on about how Derek and Paige are a 'perfect combination.'

"I'm gonna go talk to Mr. Richards before class, you coming?" Kelsey asks Derek, hoping to pull him out of the conversation she could feel coming.

"Oh, now Kelsey, don't be like that. Besides, if I were Derek I would be thinking about that all of the time."

"My math grade?" Derek asked.

"Her finding out." Peter knew he had hooked Derek in. And so did Kelsey.

"We should really go, Derek. We haven't got much time left for lunch." Kelsey tried to prod. Derek was too invested in what his uncle was about to say.

"You've thought that through, right? You're in this blissful teen romance, and then she sees the fangs, glowing eyes, the claws."

"She doesn't have to find out," Kelsey chimes in.

"But they always do, kids. There's only one way you can be together forever. You've got to turn her."

"Okay, we're leaving now." Kelsey prodded, pulling Derek's arm with her.

Kelsey POV:

That wasn't my fondest of memories with Derek, nor Peter, but I knew that it was important to share important information about my connection to many things. Yes, I know it's still unclear. Forgive me if I can't explain properly, but I've gotta do my best.

I excused myself to go to the bathroom when I heard Derek's faint voice echoing through my brain. I'd heard him in my mind several times, especially when we wanted to communicate in times of need, but this felt different, not like he wanted to speak to me, but was just thinking about me. It's his thoughts that often spark a change in outcome to the original story.

Derek POV:

Kelsey knew I loved her. That fact had never changed. So what, Jennifer and I were something? We weren't as serious as we should be. I've been playing around with her and I couldn't admit to myself that there was something off about us.

Kelsey, on the other hand, was a story all on her own. She'd always been there for me, helping me, especially in times of need.

Flashback:

Kelsey sprints through the woods, following the sensations of despair and loss that had been emanating across the general area for the past 12 minutes.

Once she got to the woods, she began drifting towards the feeling of Paige's death.

"No," Kelsey whispered, "this wasn't supposed to happen."

Derek's tear-streaked cheeks snapped up. "She loved me."

"I know."

"I loved her," Derek confessed. "She deserved the world. She didn't deserve to die like this. Not like this."

Kelsey walked towards her best friend, but stopped abruptly. She turned around slowly and charged at the figure who immediately entered the vicinity.

She grabbed Peter by his shirt and began seething at him. "You! You did this! You did it on purpose! You knew he was gonna cave! You knew he was gonna fall for her! You warped his brain! You made him kill the one person he's ever loved more than anything in this world! You are...," she seethed and let go of him.

"Say it," Peter taunted.

"You're a jackass." Talia Hale emerged from the depths of woods.

"Talia." Peter said firmly.

"Go home, Peter. You've brought enough hurt here to last a lifetime." Talia's eyes never left the young girl who stood beside her imbecile brother.

"Mama Hale, I.." Kelsey started.

"I know you never meant anything to happen to them, Kels," Talia said. "You don't need to explain it. What you do need to explain is why you aren't in there prying his hands from her cold body and burying it safely." The older woman leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Kelsey's forehead.

Derek POV:

I had been in such deep thought that I hadn't noticed his figure in the passenger seat.

"You don't have to explain," he started.

"I shouldn't have put you in that position. I should've listened to her when she told me it would be a bad idea." I didn't know how I was actually believing him sitting next to me, but the words continued to flow. "I was...I am, a shitty alpha. I should've been more to you. I need to be more to her and to them. I can't bear losing anyone else, Vernon."

He chuckled. "You didn't technically lose me, Derek. As corny as it sounds, I'm still with you, everywhere you go, every time you think about my sister, I'm much more real than you think."

"I'm.."

"Don't. She asked you not to be sorry, you should uphold that with me. Take care of yourself, Derek, I'll be watching. In the least creepy way possible."

He didn't vanish the way we assume ghosts do; instead, he physically opened the passenger car door and walked into the woods next to where I parked. With the amount of crazy incidents I've been involved in, none of them amounted to this. I didn't know how to handle it other than to let the tears begin streaming down my face and let out a vicious sob every once in a while.

I'm never the emotional one. The last time I'd cried was almost ten years ago when my eyes changed color. All of a sudden I found myself hating every second I breathed, my breaths becoming short and choppy, then turning labored and tiresome, weakening me.

Even those who suppress their true emotions have to have a time when they experience them fully. I was feeling everything: sadness, anger, anticipation. I didn't know how to process it. It seemed as though the compartmentalization I had successfully carried out all my life was coming back to bite me in the ass.

Once I mustered the strength to dry my eyes, I got out and walked towards my destination.

Kelsey POV:

When I returned downstairs, Peter had left, I assumed after manipulating the poor young kids minds. I wasn't too involved in the story he told once Derek's voice began resonating in my head, so he definitely told it incorrectly.

I could hear Cora and Stiles discussing the potential of Peter's story being one-sided. "You have every right to be skeptical of him. I've known him my whole like and I still don't trust him."

The two looked confused. "So why are we using his information? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of our attempting to moving further along?" Stiles seemed the more confused of the two.

"Because, as much as I hate to admit it, he's knows his shit."

Cora then spoke up. "So, Kelsey, what does that make you? Banshee extraordinaire?"

I took a deep breath before answering this question. "I'm a Trite. Ironically enough, we are meant to rid the world of bullshit and clichés and make people a little more tolerant of disparity."

"So what can you do?" Cora spoke up this time.

"Anything and nothing. Trites are our everyday witches. Controlling certain elements of every day. Weather, people,"

"Woah, wait!" Stiles interrupted. "People?"

"The physical. I can make you do things that will direct you towards a certain outcome, to a certain extent. Not the mental or emotional. Don't worry, everything you've ever felt has been real." I clarified.

"Basically, you can see the future and force certain outcomes?" Cora asked.

"I can feel it, but never really see it. If something didn't turn out how it was supposed to, I would feel it."

"How long has it been since you've felt something?" Her voice sounded concerned. I knew she was asking about Derek.

I looked turned to face the window before I answered her. "Thirteen hours, twenty-seven minutes and forty-four seconds."

Stiles chuckled. "But who's counting?"

A familiar tingling sensation began in my fingertips and I knew that he needed me. "Well, kids," I began, "this has been fun, but I've got to go. Cora, get to bed on time tonight please." I kissed her on the forehead before I left.

Derek POV:

I couldn't ignore the feeling I had inside. Other than the fact that I had just killed someone I loved like my little brother, something bad was about to happen.

Kelsey already hated me, Jennifer and I needed a bit of space, but I couldn't place the other feeling I had in my chest. Something next to guilt, this feeling began as a tightness, extending itself throughout all of my nerves, making contact with anything felt all throughout my body.

"Why here?" I asked aloud.

"Because you know that this symbol, this symbol of revenge, is going to bring amounts of pain none of us are ready to face." I never tired of that voice.

"I saw him. He came to me just now."

"I know. I gave him a potion when he was young that helped him stay between worlds after he died." She wouldn't look me in the eyes.

"You knew this would happen?"

She nodded. "I kind of have to. I didn't think it would be this painful, but it is. I'd prepared myself for this since the third grade, believe it or not."

"That would explain your anti-social behavior."

"You wanna make jokes now?"

I shook my head. I pulled her close to me and breathed in her scent. "I need you. Every single part of you. Forever."

She pulled away and smiled softly. "Let's get out of here. Old distilleries give me horrible memories."

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