When I say I'm so sorry I really mean it! I never thought that I would be gone for so long; it's just that so much happened. I ended up moving and some family drama happened then after all that I lost my writing book which had my notes for the next 6 FING chapters. What I'm writing now is the little I can remember so I'm once again soooooooo sorry! BTW, I know stiles real name is Genim but I wanted his name to sound like Gerards for a secret reason, but I can change it if it confuses people….. So sorry for the lateness and the confusion, I hope the next chapter kinda makes up for it! I used Genim in this chapter and you guys can tell me if you want the name to stay as Genim!
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Warning: Yaoi (boyxboy) don't like don't read.
Stiles continued to look at the pale ceiling in his room when he heard a light knock on his door. He already knew it was his dad; he had been grounded by the man for getting caught twice in the same day. His dad wouldn't even let him visit Lydia who had been returned to the hospital after pulling her disappearing act. He knew that he didn't have romantic feelings for the girl anymore but he felt somewhat responsible for what happened to her. It was only right that he visit her every day until she woke up. Stiles even went as far as ignoring all of Dereks growling phone calls about how Stiles was stupid and should leave the girl alone.
"Stiles, can I come in?" His father asked through the thin wooden doors. Stiles rolled over unto his stomach and moaned out a frustrated yes. John slightly pushed the door open but didn't step into the others' room. "I have to leave now, there was a call and I have to go see what it is." Stiles rolled over on his side to look at his dad, but didn't show any signs of moving. "You'll stay in the house right?" John asked.
"Yes." He murmured.
"Good, I don't wanna be one of those over protective parents that have to stick cameras all over their house to assure their kid isn't running around town." Johns sarcastic tone caused Stiles to finally smile, which in turn made him smile. "I'm gone." He said before shutting Stiles door and making his way down stairs.
"Be safe!" Stiles yelled after him. As soon as he heard his dads car engine reach the end of the street and turn away he grabbed for his phone and texted Derek.
-I'm home alone right now wanna come over? - Stiles stared at his phone with determination before clicking the send button. Not even 30 seconds he got a reply, but most definitely not the response he wanted.
-Can't. Isaac is staying with me 2night. - Stiles frowned at his phone before punching in another response.
-WHY!-
-Something happened. - Stiles rolled his eyes at Dereks response.
-What happened? - He asked out loud as well as his text. The previous curiosity he had hidden from his dad leaving was beginning to crawl back up. If his dad left this late at night does that mean that Isaac was involved with what happened?
-His dad is what happened, can't really talk about it.-
-DON'T IGNORE ME DEREK!- Stiles text back angrily.
-I'm sorry :P-
-Fine. But this is you're second strike! 25 and you're out! - Derek simply responded with a stupid emoticon that made Stiles smile, so with nothing else to do he made his way down stairs.
He trudged his way into the kitchen and opened the fridge door in hopes of finding a late night snack he could munch on before turning in for the night. Tonight would probably mark the earliest he had ever gone to bed in a very long while. After opening the fridge and pulling out some bread he made his way to the table where his dad normally left the butter. On the table sat a note from his dad written messily, and beside it sat a business card of sorts with the name Bruce Töter. Stiles took a minute to examine and read the card but threw it across the table a few seconds later.
"Sounds stupid," he murmured. He reached out for the note written by his father that had sat next to the card. While reading it Stiles previous smile faltered and he reached across the table to retrieve the card he threw. The only reason he was rethinking the decision was thanks to his dad. "Thursday evening huh?" Stiles placed the card in his pocket and buttered his bread before going back upstairs to his room.
-Line break-
Gerard threw out the loose papers the previous principal had left in his office and made his way to the window to look out on the lacrosse field. At the moment the schools team were holding a morning practice where most of them looked exhausted. Gerard turned to look at the bench surprised to find Genim, or Stiles as he's called here, sitting alone on the bench watching the others practice. Every now and then he would turn to his side and hide the phone he was using to text with. Gerard unconsciously stared at the teen longer than expected. The boy had Vanessa' same hair colour as well as her nose and he hoped he also held on to her auburn eyes that resembled gold when it was hit with light. Gerard quickly turned his attention away from the field and sat in his new chair and began rummaging through more student files. Unbeknownst to him, the Sherriff and a few of his deputies were making their way onto the field full of students.
-Line break-
Scott couldn't explain the feeling he had when he walked onto the field. It felt as though someone different yet the same as himself were standing on the field with him. Without knowing what else to do he went to Stiles for help.
"Stiles, something's wrong." Scott stated dumbly to his friend. Stiles looked up at his friend and frowned. He sure as hell hoped he wasn't talking about werewolves, if so he knew exactly why Scott was confused.
"How so?" Stiles questioned his best bud with fake curiosity, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
"I don't know!" Scott snapped frustratingly. Stiles took a step back slightly surprised by Scott's tone.
"Okay bud, no need to get snappy there…" Scott lowered his head in a sign of apology, and took a deep breath in to calm his unruly nerves.
"I think there's a wolf here," Scott whispered slightly nervous. Stiles pretended to be surprised but in the inside he was laughing like an idiot. If there was a werewolf around wouldn't he obviously be able to hear their conversation? Stiles motioned for Scott to come over and whispered that he'd help him. After Scott and Stiles separated and Stiles finished talking with the coach, Stiles made his way to the benches and got comfortable for the show. He quickly grabbed his phone and told Derek what was happening and turned his attention back to his primal friend who had begun flinging people around the field. He had just finished with Danny and Isaac seemed to be going next. Stiles sat at the edge of his seat as he watched the two teen's crouch and growl at each other. He got up to run and break the pair up, but was interrupted by his dad and deputies walking onto the field.
"We're looking for Isaac Lahey?" John asked the coach in his serious voice. The coach stuttered for a while before pointing to the boy that was standing beside Scott and Stiles who had made his way to his friend. John sighed in frustration; how was it that Stiles always found himself with trouble!? John and his deputies quickly walked over to the group of kids and arrested the teen for charges of murder. John himself couldn't believe it; the kid looked so young and fragile, not to mention completely terrified. Of course Stiles protested with him but he simply pushed his son to the side and told the deputies to go ahead, he had to talk with the principal.
-Line Break-
Stiles furiously tapped away at his phone before giving up and just calling Derek, sadly the jack ass didn't answer leaving Stiles a frustrated mess. For once Scott had been smart and pointed out that tonight was a full moon and Isaac would probably turn for the first time. Scott should actually be at Isaac's right now, and he should be on his way home. While driving all Stiles could think about was how scared Isaac probably was, it caused his chest to tighten and lungs burn. Once he got home and into his room he was surprised to find Derek waiting for him on his computer chair. Stiles stood defiantly at his door way with a frown on his face.
Derek frowned at the look Stiles was giving him. "Third strike," Stiles yelled at Derek before fully walking in his room and flinging his school bag to the side of his room. Derek shrugged at his boyfriends comment and made his way to the frustrated teen.
"I'm sorry I didn't answer your calls." He apologised sincerely. He walked closer to Stiles and placed his hand on the younger ones hips. Stiles frowned more but accepted the others touch of affection a sign of apology.
"We have more important things to be talking about right now. Isaac is all alone in jail and tonight's a full moon. After this the Argents may have suspicions and go after him." Stiles stated. The grin on Dereks sculpted face and he nodded his head. He felt the sudden fear and adrenaline from Isaac when the boy was arrested and he knew that he had to get help to get the boy out. Derek leaned down and lightly kissed Stiles on the forward.
"I know," he said. "I have a plan."
-Line Break-
John had just had one of the most awkward conversations in his life, more so than explaining to Stiles where babies came from without his mother around to help. John already tried his hardest to steer away from the Argent family after what they had done to his own, and low and behold the bastard that kicked his own daughter out of the family was the principal of his sons' school. What made John feel sick was that the man seemed to show no remorse for his actions and had the guts to mention his son in the conversation. That was the reason he had left the office so fast.
-Line Break-
As usual their plans didn't work correctly and they all went home exhausted and scared in Stiles case. Stiles had almost been killed by Scott numerous times but this somehow felt different. The times Scott tried to kill him it felt as though he were still kinda in control. In Isaac's case he was so feral he killed the hunter sent to kill him (the irony) and almost pounced on him! Thank god for Derek's timing, after that Derek had held him close as he shook in the other's arms. He didn't expect to be so terrified. Derek held him close and left slight butterfly kisses against his head and neck to help calm the other down before being pushed away by Stiles.
At the moment Stiles laid in his bed silent and unable to fall asleep. The sound of his window being opened and closed didn't scare him. Neither did the sudden dip of the bed behind him. Stiles turned around to see Derek lying beside him with his arms reaching for his waist. Stiles quickly went closer to the other and melded perfectly into his chest. There was just that force about Derek that drew Stiles to the other.
"Are you okay?" Derek whispered to the other, aware that the Sheriff was downstairs. Stiles simply nodded into the others chest and hung onto his shirt.
"Do you think you can stay with me tonight?" Stiles asked quietly, slightly frightened Derek would think he was a wimp. Stiles himself knew he was stronger than this, but he was just so tired and there's only so much Adderall could do for him.
"Sure" Derek replied, and pulled Stiles flush against him.
And that's all for today. I'm still trying to remember if the kanima was in my story or not, but I still have no idea. Make sure to give me feedback so I know what to do! If you want the kanima in the story I can do that and if you don't I can also do that! Next chapter will be very interesting and here's a little spoiler.
Stiles woke strapped to a chair in a dark and damp warehouse. There was no light emanating from anywhere but when he looked closely he could hear footsteps getting closer.
"Hope you're comfortable" A voice called out from a corner. "You may be stuck like this for a while." The voice was that of a mans, and caused Stiles to shiver in his seat. He didn't like this guy at all without even seeing who he was. "Time to start," Bruce said from behind Stiles.
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