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I was deep in thought as Derek drove us back to the cabin for our last night together as a group. I was relieved my dad was okay and completely confused with were Derek and I stood. He was usually a jerk and only worried about his own selfish needs but it felt like there was a switch in him over the last few days. He was there for me when I needed it.
Maybe I am reading too much into it? Then again, maybe not?
People can change for the better, right?
It still doesn't change the fact that he is my boss and married though.
Suddenly Derek grabbed my hand bringing me out of my thoughts. Our eyes met and his lips turned upward into a small grin as he gave my hand a squeeze before moving his eyes back on the road.
He drove the car one handed, resting our joined hands on his pant leg. Our fingers stayed entwined up until Derek had to turn on the highway and needed both hands to drive.
It was a silent, peaceful drive. I fell asleep half way through the trip back.
The squeak of the breaks and sound of car engine shutting off woke me up. Without saying a word, we got out of the car and headed up to the front door. I think we both took a moment to breath before opening up the door to the cabin.
Everyone was sitting in the living room in front of the fireplace with a fire going. They turned their heads towards us as we entered the room.
"Hey, look whose back. We missed you." Isaac said trying to kill the silence that sat in the room.
"Oh, thank god." Lydia voiced, coming over to where we were standing, hugging Derek's tall frame.
He stiffened under his wife's touch.
"Lydia, what the heck?" Derek replied, feeling awkward about the death squeeze she was currently giving him.
"Why didn't call me back or text even?" She asked anxiously through the hug.
"Sorry, there was a lot going on at the time. And I did text you." Derek stated, giving her back a light, comforting pat.
"One time, just to say you were there. You never updated me. I was worried."
"Well, I'm fine as you can see. So no need to worry." He voiced as he removed her hands on him, backing out of the embrace.
I made my way further into the room as Scott approached me, giving me a big bear hug.
"I'm glad you're okay." He said.
As we pulled back he nervously fidgeted in his spot.
"How is your dad doing?"
"He's good."
Scott let out a breath of relieve just as Allison came up from behind him, smiling and giving his shoulder a loving squeeze.
"That's great Stiles, we were all so worry." She said.
"Derek we need to talk." Lydia voiced loudly, grabbing our attention from across the room.
We all turned to view the troubled couple in their conversation.
"Lydia not now." Derek said frustrated.
"It's important."
"Lydia, whatever it is can wait, I literally just walk through the front door."
"I can't wait any longer, it's been eating me up inside." She said nervously.
"What are you talking about?"
"I've slept with someone else!" She blurted out.
Everyone's eyes widen and gasp could be heard throughout the room.
Lydia stood in front of Derek looking frighten by his possible response.
"You what?! You and me outside, now!" Derek growled, upset.
We watched as Derek stormed off towards the back porch, pounding his feet against the floor and slammed the door shut behind Lydia and himself.
We all ran over to the kitchen window, acting nosy, glancing at the fight now happening outside.
Their voices were lower due to the walls but we could still hear what they were saying.
"Who was it?"
"Derek please?"
"Who Lydia?!"
"Peter." She whispered.
"Peter?! Our neighbor Peter?! That sleazy prick? Really Lydia?"
"I'm sorry."
Lydia started to beg and plead with Derek as he let out a grunt here and there, trying to control his anger.
"It's only because I was so lonely. Things haven't been the same this past month. You can't deny that you have been acting different Derek. You've been more standoffish, it's like there is someone else."
Derek stiffened at her words and Lydia's eyes grew big with tears.
"Is there Derek, is there someone else, have...have you been cheating on me?" Lydia struggled to say.
Derek didn't say anything. He didn't look upset anymore, which was enough proof for Lydia to know he had also been unfaithful.
Lydia started to yell and push on Derek's chest as she cried in anger, frustration and sadness.
"Who is it?!"
Derek remained quiet.
"Who Derek?!"
Still no answer from him.
"Derek please, I need to know. I just..." She stressed.
Lydia started to full blow cry. Derek moved in to comfort her but she slapped his outstretched arm away and headed back inside.
We all scrambles away from the kitchen window trying to act like we didn't just ease drop, only we had.
Lydia stormed off to her room, shutting the door behind her.
Her cries could be heard by all and it was unsettling.
Allison softly knocked on the door before going inside to calm her friend down.
That left Scott, Isaac and me standing in the living room, bewildered with what just went down. We glanced at each other clearly uncomfortable and unsure of what to say.
"I guess I should check on my cousin." Isaac uttered reluctantly, not looking forward to the drama as he went over to the bedroom to join Allison in cheering Lydia up.
"I guess that just leaves us." I said, glancing over at Scott.
"We didn't even get to hang out this trip like we planned and we leave tomorrow." He said sadly.
"I know right? What a shitty trip." I agreed.
Scott snorted and I weakly smiled at him.
"I know this is not the best time to ask but did you want to watch a movie, hopefully something uplifting?" Scott asked.
"I would love that; some comic relief sounds great right now."
And that's what we did.
Isaac left Lydia's room an hour later saying Allison and her fell asleep and he was off to bed himself.
Derek was still outside, probably trying to calm himself down and too embarrassed to face anyone, waiting for everyone to fall asleep before coming back inside.
Scott and I watched two comedies, laughing and reminiscing about old times.
We fell asleep on the couch, heads leaning against each other. Just like when we were kids.
I woke up later on, warm but not from another body next to me, from covers placed over my once shivering form.
Scott was no longer next to me. He must have gone to his room to sleep during the night.
I glanced over at the couch on the opposite side and to my surprise another person was asleep on it. Derek.
He was sleeping with his head back against the head rest of the couch and he was curled up with his arms folded against his chest.
He did not have a blanket.
The way he wrapped his arms around himself told me he was cold and probably the one who sacrifice his own blanket for me.
I weakly smiled at the sentiment and got off the couch making my way over to him with the blanket in hand.
I took a seat next to where he was and laid the blanket over both of us, resting against the side of his warm body and listening to his slow breathing before sleep found me once more.
