I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

Set fire to the third bar – Snow Patrol

My alarm clock woke me up at seven, grudgingly; I switched it off and sat up in bed quickly, remembering that it was the full moon that night. I hoped Scott would approach me on the subject considering that, as a wolf, I needed something to occupy me all the while.

Also, I realised that the bed needed to be made, it was a sorry mess - another nightmare had left both myself and sheets covered in sweat. As a result, I put the sheets in my woven washing basket and decided that a shower would be good at that point; it would also calm my nerves about the coming day. That and I had forgotten to wash my hair last night.

The water did actually help to calm my nerves a little; it was warm and soothing and ran over my small frame in waves, so I stepped out feeling nice and refreshed. But that didn't last for too long. Of course Derek Hale was on my bed, why wouldn't he be? But why did he always come after I had just showered? I was dressed only in my matching grey bra and knickers so I ran back into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, breathing heavily. What did he want?

DEREK P.O.V

It probably wasn't the best idea to visit Elysium during her shower - again, but I had to see her. After all, she had gone through the same thing that I had but she didn't have anyone that knew her properly to help her through it, like I had. She had it so much worse. "Elysium? I'll turn around while you get changed, I won't look, I promise," To my surprise, she actually did get changed in the room but, true to my word, I didn't turn around. I wanted so desperately for her to trust me after I had hurt her, I hated that she still had bruises left by me on her porcelain skin.

She tapped me on the shoulder to tell me that I could turn around and say what i9 had come here to say. I looked down beforehand. She looked stunning in simple black leggings and a light grey top with a ram's skull on it. Needless to say, it looked great on her, not too loose and not too tight and it really set off the colour of her eyes. Of course, my face remained neutral. However, I couldn't control my heart – I could tell that she could hear it pumping faster and faster as I got lost in her beautiful eyes. Elysium looked away first, breaking the stare.

"Errm, so I wanted to say that I'm sorry about your family and what happened to you, I know how it feels. And-" I was cut off by het hugging me, her head pressed into my chest and arms around my waist. What the fuck do I do now? Elysium was sobbing uncontrollably into my chest and I could feel her tears wetting my t – shirt. I almost didn't hear her soft, silky voice, "it hurts so much Derek," I could feel the sadness rolling off her, and I felt sad for her too, sadder than I probably should. What had she been through? I knew that she had attempted to kill herself but luckily, she hadn't been able to get hold of any wolfs bane.

After a while, I put my arms around Elysium as well, holding her close. Soon enough, Elysium stopped sobbing but still, I held her, not wanting to let her go. She trusted me enough to speak to me about her feelings and I knew that she liked me too – her heart had sped up when mine had too.

ELYSIUM P.O.V

I wanted to stay in Derek's hold for eternity, he felt safe and warm, with his heart beating erratically under my head. Did this mean that he liked me too? Or was he angry again? At himself, or me? I pulled away and looked into his shining green eyes. They were filled with so many emotions, sadness, peacefulness and others that I couldn't place.

We were pulled out of our moment by Melissa coming up the stairs and towards my room; I quickly wiped away any rogue tears and looked to Derek in fright. He had left. "Elys honey, are you okay? I thought I heard you crying? Were you talking to someone too?" Yes and yes. "You can skip today if you want, I'm sure your teachers will understand," I shook my head quickly, I didn't want to skip, I wanted my parents to be proud of me, and if that meant spending time in school with a bunch of idiots – I would do it.

I still couldn't get over how nice Melissa was towards us both, even when she knew about Scott. He had told me about how she found out, I felt so bad for not telling her but I was too scared. Should I tell her, or not? Should I get Scott to tell her? Had he already told her? I didn't dwell too much on the thoughts though; school was taking over, so I picked up my bag and met Scott at the door - with a breakfast bar for me.

o.O.o

Stiles had offered to drive Scott and I to school every day. I didn't mind; it meant that I would have somebody to go in with, even if it was by default on their part. Also, I knew that they would both protect me with their lives, especially Scott.

But once we got to school, I didn't want to go out, everybody was staring at me in the car and I could already hear the whispering, 'her whole family died' 'I heard she tried to commit suicide' 'maybe she did it to them.' Two minutes in and I already hated school, wanting the warmth of Derek's arms again. Scott must have heard as well because when I was out the car, he leaned in and whispered, "Just ignore them, they're all dicks anyways." I gave him a small smile of gratitude, thankful for his kind words and walked into the school.

They followed me into reception and sat with me while we waited for the school's guidance counsellor. However, they had to rush off when the warning bell rang, leaving me to my own thoughts. Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to show up; her heels click – clacking along the tiled floor.

"I'm Ms. Morell, you must be Elysium," Ms. Morell stood before me; she was pretty with a dazzling smile and sparkling white teeth. The guidance counsellor gestured for me to follow her into a small office, where she sat behind a dark oak desk and I in a comfortable chair. I noticed that she didn't have a pen and paper with her, hopefully she wouldn't write anything.

"So, how are you?" I didn't say anything or even indicate what I was feeling, dread. Surely someone must have told her that I refused to speak?

"Okay, we'll just settle with yes and no questions. Are you settled in okay?" I nodded.

"Is your new family nice?" Another nod.

"Have you made any new friends?" I nodded again.

"Are you looking forward to school?" I hesitated before nodding; I had to make her think that I was okay, and not a complete and utter wreck on the inside.

"Do you want to write anything about your family?" I shook my head slowly, still looking down at the floor.

"Okay, that should be enough questions for today, you can just stay here until your next class starts."

She finally got out a pen and started to write in her notebook. What did she have to write about? She hardly asked me any questions, and the ones she did were really simple. It took a moment until I realised that maybe she wanted to see what I was doing now. It was only now that I remembered that I left my sketchbook at Derek's when I first met him but I looked anyway, hopeful that he had thought to bring it. He had.

I opened the delicate pages as Ms. Morell continued to write. When I noticed that he had written a comment underneath my hastily drawn bullfinch, I smiled a great beaming smile. 'You left this at my house, were you hoping that you could use it to see me again?' I stared at his script, not really taking in the words, it was long and curving and so beautiful that I felt sure that he took ages trying to get it that way. I loved it.

The bell rang before I could ponder the note anymore; I shoved the book in my bag and hastily left the office, not even nodding to the guidance counsellor.

I could feel everyone's stares as I headed to my locker, they were all whispering about me too. The same theories as before, but this time I couldn't escape, which made the whole experience ten times worse. I heard a few guys saying that I was hot, like Stiles had over the phone however; it was worse than the theories so I just ducked my head and tried to walk as quickly as I could to my locker.

Luckily, Stiles and Scott were waiting for me, like they said they would be. "I'm sorry about these guys, they're only interested in the gossip," Scott reassured me again, as he gestured to everybody. When he did so, everybody ducked down, stopped talking and immediately stopped talking. Thank god he was in my next class too; I had chemistry with some guy named Mr. Harris. The boys didn't seem to like him but I wanted to give him a chance, how bad could he be?

Allison sat next to me, leaving Scott and Stiles to each other. Lydia was in a higher set than us, as smart as she was. When Sir came in, the quiet murmur ceased quickly as he took the register.

This was the bit I was dreading, I didn't want to speak, so I just hoped that Scott or Allison or Stiles would instead. "Elysium?" I didn't answer. "Elysium?" he asked, with force in his voice. Everybody's heads whipped round to look at me so I looked at the vandalised desk, not wanting the attention. "Well, are you going to answer?" Not if I could help it.

"She's here sir," Scott spoke up for me, I looked up and smiled, thankful that he had saved me, but that wasn't the worst of it.

"I can see that McCall, I want Elysium to answer to her name like everybody else, or can she not speak?" Oh no.

"Err, she doesn't speak sir.." Scott trailed off as the laughter started, looking at my reaction. People were laughing, at me, for refusing to speak.

I could already feel the unwanted tears coming, and then pouring out of my eyes and down my face as I ran out of the classroom, humiliated. I ran quickly down the silent corridors before I changed, the moon was making my emotions increase tenfold. It was only when I ran into a wall that I stopped. When I looked up in surprise, I found that it wasn't in fact a brick wall but Derek. Why was I always crying around him? Thankfully, he didn't say anything or ask what happened, just wrapped his strong arms around me for the second time this morning and whispered reassuring words into my ears as the urge to change vanished.

SCOTT P.O.V

I glared at Harris, who was trying to calm the class, hating him more in that moment than ever before. He knew about Elysium and he chose to exploit it, in front of everybody! Both Stiles and I ran out in pursuit of my adopted sister with both her bag and notebook, leaving Harris to call after to us.

What we did not expect was her to be in the arms of Derek Hale, crying softly, face pressed into his well – built chest. He was looking down at her, sadness, understanding and passion in his eyes. I looked to Stiles, muttering "Well that was unexpected," but he was just looking at them and mouthing 'oh my god' over and over and over. When the two finally took notice of our racing hearts and turned to face us, Elysium sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand before coming over to join us. The turned to Derek and waved slightly, when she did so, he stiffly nodded to all three of us and turned on his heel to walk in the other direction.

"What was that Elys?" I asked her softly, her shoulders moved up and down quickly in a shrug, not answering. Instead, she walked back into the science lab, looking better than when she ran out. Dumbfounded, we followed her in.

Longest chapter yet! Btw, you should read the lyrics at the top if you don't already, I try to match them with what happens in the chapter.

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- Effie