Chapter Five
Stiles came by on Thursday morning, around 10.00 am. Apparently the alpha had attacked Derek from behind before he had thrown him against the building. Both Scott and Stiles didn't know what to do, so they both ran into the school, with the thought that they would be safe in there.
Little did they know that the alpha, Peter as I recall—I think that was his name? I don't even remember, since I was pretty freaked out when we met back in the woods. Anyway, the genitor got killed by the alpha. Stiles also told me that Jackson, Lydia and Alison were all in the school with him and Scott.
The alpha had apparently forced Scott to shift and almost kill all of them, even Stiles. But he ended up locking them in a classroom, and that's when Mr Stilinski came in and saved the day. To put the icing on the cake, not sarcasm, Scott told Jackson, Lydia, Alison AND the police that Derek was the one who had been killing people all along. Which, we all know isn't true. God, that guy can really piss me off sometimes. But I guess he got what he deserved at the end of the night, because Alison dropped a bomb on him, saying they needed a "break" and in girl code that means "break up/ dumped" but we don't like to say those words since they come over harsh and makes the whole situation even more complicated than things already are.
Everyone knew that but Scott was apparently still in denial. I feel kind of bad for him, but then I remember that it's his fault that Derek is one of the most wanted people in the state. I would have been fine with giving him a kick in the groin or a slap in the face… but this? The guy was completely broken.
I saw how he looked at Alison; it was exactly how I look at Derek. And just thinking about Derek and I not being together put me in a foul mood, and it sends sadness into my heart. I would have to go talk to him and see how he's doing; maybe a girl friend could make him feel better. I could give him a little hope that maybe; just maybe they will eventually find their way back to each other in the near future.
He also came to the conclusion that the alpha didn't kill them that night because he doesn't want to kill them himself; he wants Scott to get rid of his 'pack' by himself before he joins him. The worst part of it all was that Scott shifted actually wanted to kill them, all of them.
While Stiles was saying all this I had to keep a poker face, and pretend to shed some tears here and there and look shocked. Most of the things he told me, I didn't know so it was easier to keep up the act. It felt wrong to lie to him and make him think that I really didn't know where or if Derek was even alive. But I had to remind myself that it was for the best.
I mean, Derek couldn't protect himself in the states he was in and I… well I'm just a teenage witch with some minor tricks hidden up my sleeves. I don't think they would be enough to keep a alpha in all his strength and power away for long… mere minutes maybe.
It's been days—four days to be exact, since the night I found Derek almost dead at the school. He was now completely healed and he was finally back to being his usual self. I "fed" the willow branch crown everyday with my own blood and it seemed to help heal him faster. It was like he never got attacked and I'm glad. It's a full moon tonight and he would need his strength to keep Stiles in place, and hide/run from the police in case they did see him. I just hope that when that happens he manages to escape them. I told him… no I actually begged him to stay inside the pool/guest house but he didn't want to listen.
I sat in my small, personal library, in the private section which no beside the owners of this house know about. There's this secret passageway that is hidden behind one of the bookshelves and if you know which book to pull out then it would open for you. But I'm not that stupid to tell which one it is.
Anyway it was Sunday night, 10.00 pm to be precisely. I had my diary on my lap and a blue feather pen in my right hand. There wasn't much to do, since I had everything ready for returning to school tomorrow. The school had been closed for two days and it opens tomorrow again, yay… not!
Dear Diary,
It's been a long day, but I just wanted to write something before going to bed.
Have you ever felt guilty for keeping a huge, important of your life from someone you love? I have.
He's getting suspicious. I haven't told him about my mother or about my powers yet.
I don't know where to start… I know that I should trust him, since he trusted me with his secret but what if he looks at me differently? Truth be told, I'm scared.
At some point I think it's better that he doesn't know. It's a huge risk to tell anyone, it's not safe for him to know they will find out about me eventually and when they do I don't want to bring him down with me.
But then there's that other part of me, the part that aches for me to tell him, the part that desperately wants this weight lifted from my shoulders… Derek means too much to me to see and I don't want to see him get hurt, again.
What should I do?
May the Gods and Goddesses above help me find my way.
Maybe tomorrow will be the day I get my courage to tell him…
-Kim
