Chapter 6

I hid my diary behind a painting that was located in the private section of my library. I got a text from Stiles like ten minutes ago saying that he's picking me up so we could spend some time with Scott, since he was STILL in denial of the whole getting dumped thing. I walked out of my library and made my way to my room to change clothes quickly. Fifteen minutes later I run down the stairs fully dressed.

I heard the hunk of Stiles jeep so I jumped the last two stairs and grabbed my house keys before running out the door, closing and locking it behind me. As I approached the Jeep I noticed that Scott was seated in the back, allowing me to sit in the passenger seat. "

Hey guys!" I smiled and climbed into the jeep.

Scott replied with a simple "hey."

While Stiles said, "Oh, there's my gorgeous Italian."

I giggled and shook my head. "I'm not Italian, Stiles. My grandparents are, not me."

"Can't you let a guy have some fun?" he asked rolling his eyes I shrugged and giggled while he backed out of my driveway before driving off to God knows where.

Ten minutes later Stiles parked his car in the middle of nowhere. I hesitated before jumping out of the car, letting Scott out as well.

"Stiles, where are we going?" Scott asked.

"Yeah, where are we going, Stiles?" I asked. Stiles walked in front of us, dragging me behind me, since I didn't want to move.

"You'll see when we get there," he answered Scott and I's question.

"I really shouldn't be out here; my mom is in continually freak out from what happened at the school," Scott said, walking close behind me.

"Well, your mom isn't the sheriff, okay? There's no comparison," Stiles said.

"Neither is she a lawyer or a stuck up dad who doesn't let you do anything," I complained under my breath as Stiles continued to drag me behind him.

A couple of minutes later we stopped at a clearing that had pretty much nothing, only being lighted by an almost full moon. "We are here," Stiles chirped.

"Here? Stiles, there's nothing here!" I said sounding annoyed.

"That exactly the point, no one to bust our asses while we are getting drunk," he explained as he plopped down, leaning against some rocks.

I turned and looked at Scott, giving him a 'This isn't going to end well' look once I saw Stiles opening a bottle of Jack. He sighed and sat down on the rocks, I followed his move and looked around us, a chill running down my spine as I remembered the last time I was in the woods.


The next morning I arrived at school early, even though I didn't feel like being there. There was so much going on that I felt like if another bad thing happened I would explode. I was mentally and physically exhausted. I locked my car and made my way to the school building when something stopped me, like a sign or feeling.

Moments later I saw the Argents red SUV pull up in front of the school, with Kate – my mother sitting in the passenger seat. All the thoughts that I had pushed to the back of my mind and emotions that I managed to ignore for the past couple of the days came rushing back to the surface.I felt sad, angry and heartbroken all at the same time.

She looked straight at me, giving me a knowing look before breaking eye contact. I blinked my tears away and rushed into the building as my whole body started shaking. Running into an empty classroom and closing the door behind, I let out a loud sob as my legs gave out on me. I fall to the floor, allowing myself to cry for the first time in days.

Strong muscular arms wrapped themselves around my small figure, pulling me towards the person's chest. I didn't know who it was, to be honest at that moment I didn't really care to know. I just knew that I felt safe in his arms, as he whispered calming things in my ear.

Minutes had past and I had finally managed to calm myself down. I let one final sob escape from my lips, before looking up at the person who witnessed my breakdown. Familiar green orbs are looking down at me with a worried expression. "Derek… How—what are you doing here?"

"I don't know, I somehow just knew you needed me." He explained, pulling us up from the floor, but keeping his arms around me. He was so gentle, like I was a porcelain doll that could fall and break any minute.

I sighed and looked down.

"What happened? You were mumbling about being abandoned and something about your mother," He continued on, placing his finger under my chin, making me look at him.

"I… It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Kim, please, why don't you want to tell me?" He asked and I could hear the in his voice that he felt hurt.

"Because you'll hate me once you know…" I said looking him in the eyes and starting to back away from him.

He frowned, "I could never hate you. You can tell me anything."

"My mother is alive, Derek."

Just as I said that the bell rang, indicating the beginning of first period. I wiped the rest of my tears away before the students started entering the classroom. I glanced at Derek; he gave me an "We-will-talk-about-this-later" look before leaving. I sighed and made my way to the back of the classroom and took a seat.

"Ciao bella signora," I giggled and looked up once I heard that.

"Ciao anche a te, Stiles," I said as he sat down beside me. "I see you've been learning Italian."


I looked up from my paper as I finished my test, seeing Scott run out of the classroom and Stiles following him out. A bunch of questions were running through my mind as to why they left like that. I quickly got up and gathered my things, dropping my paper of on the teacher's desk and running out of the classroom as well.

"Ms Sanders!" I heard Mr Harris call after me, but at this point I couldn't care less. My friends needed me. I saw Stiles turn the corner and I followed after him, catching up with him quiet easily. "What's happening?" I asked.

He shrugged and pulled me into the locker room with him, following the sound of Scott's phone. It seemed like someone was taking a shower, but I'm pretty sure that everyone was in class at this moment except for us three. I made my way to the shower area, Stiles close behind me.

"Stiles… I—I can't breathe," Scott explained, between sharp breaths.

Stiles quickly opened Scott's bag and looked for something till he found Scott's inhaler, and tossed it to him. "Here, use this." Scott looked at us oddly but used it anyway.

"I was having a asthma attack?!"

"No, you were having a panic attack…" I started.

"By thinking you were having a asthma attack, actually stopped your panic attack…. Irony!" Stiles finished explaining with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

I stayed silent after that, zoning out briefly as they went on about panic attacks and heartbreak. The day went on pretty fast after that, though I couldn't pay much attention to anything, no matter how hard I tried. At lacrosse practice I sat alone on the bleachers as I watched the boys.

Tonight's a full moon which means the hunters will be out to hunt Derek and Scott, even though they don't know that the second beta is him. I know for a fact that Scott will have a hard time tonight… harder than usual, since he and Alison broke up and she's his anchor so he will have no control whatsoever. The alpha is still out there and he wants Scott to join his pack which makes that another thing we have on our to-do list.

I got snapped out of my thoughts as I absentmindedly saw Scott knocking some guys out on the field.I frowned and got up, making my way over to Styles and Scott as everyone surrounded Danny, looking if he was alright.

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" I heard Stiles ask.

"What, he's twice the size of me!" Scott answered.

"But everyone likes Danny," I said, looking at both of them.

"Yeah, now everyone is going to hate you!" continued Stiles.

"I don't care!" said Scott, walking away from us.

"What's up with him?" I asked Stiles, but he didn't answer me. He seemed pretty upset for some unknown reason after that.

After school Stiles and I went to buy some supplies we needed to chain Scott up tonight. He still wouldn't tell me what was going on, what happened to made him so upset. It was until we finally made it to Scott house that he decided to tell me everything.

"Hey, maybe it's all a misunderstanding. I mean, the full moon makes werewolves do weird stuff. Stuff they normally wouldn't do." I said, reassuring him that Scott wasn't a bad guy.

"Scott?" Mrs McCall called out as she heard the front door open and close.

"No, It's Stiles…"

"…and Kimberly," I said in a small awkward voice.

Melissa smiled at me then at Stiles and asked, "…Key?" she pointed at the key in Styles hand, with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah I had one made," Stiles explained with a grin.

"That doesn't surprise me. It scares me, but doesn't surprise me."


Sooo that was chapter 6! What did you think, was it good, bad, boring? Comment and let me know. I love feedback!