A day had passed of being in the small confined room and Stiles thought if he didn't get out soon he would go crazy. He tried moving around once but that only led him to think the walls were closing in on him, around what he thought was dinner the door was opened just enough for some food to slid through, He picked at it though still not really trusting Derek would really just let him go after he trusted him not to tell anyone where he was.
For the second night there Stiles just lay on the lumpy mattress hoping somehow it would give him some sleep even just for a few hours. He felt his eyes closing, slowly succumbing to the sleep his body desperately needed, What he had thought was maybe a few minuets later he heard the familiar creak of that damn door, he ignored it because he was so tired but he could have sworn he heard someone whisper "I really didn't mean for this to get so messed up, I just needed to hide away for a bit, but then again nothing in my life ever goes to plan now does it? I can't be held responsible for taking you kid so tomorrow you will get to leave" But when Stiles had woken up the next morning the door was shut like it had been the previous night so he shrugged it off telling himself it was just a dream, and nothing more.
Derek walked into the one room he didn't want to face this morning taking a deep breath and running a hand through his hair he took one step in he took a quick glance around to see Stiles staring at the peeling ceiling. He cleared his throat and saw Stiles jump and almost fall off the bed, Derek would have laughed if it weren't for the circumstances that placed Stiles in this room right now. "Look I don't need any trouble, So as long as you tell no one and I fucking mean NO ONE about where i am or where you were for the past few days we will never have any trouble with each other again anymore. Got it?"
Stiles thought about it for a split second before nodding, later he would actually think about what Derek had just said and think to himself 'maybe i don't really want to forget him and maybe i do want to see him again' but in this moment all Stiles wanted was to be back with Scott and in his own bed where he could look up at the ceiling and not have to worry about the roof collapsing in on him, so like he was told he followed Derek out to a new looking car and got in the passenger seat.
It was by the edge of the forest, a block away from his house. That was where Stiles was pushed from the car and onto the pavement, forcing his head up to look around he saw the shiny black car already leaving his sight, he pushed hims arms up so he would be able to stand up, When he figured out where he was he slowly walked home just thinking about everything. He reached the door of the familiar looking house and pushed open the door his dad hearing the the door open looked around the kitchen wall to see Stiles walk in. "Stiles Stilinski where the hell have you been the whole police force has been looking for you for the past three days, Scott wouldn't stop calling me seeing if we had any idea where you were do you-" Finally looking at his son he realized he was barley supporting himself up in two legs and very pale looking "Son, you okay?" His dad said walking up to him, as soon as he reached him Stiles collapsed.
"Beep, Beep, Beep" Was the first thing Stiles could hear. When he opened his eyes he could see white everywhere he slowly tried to sit up knowing fully well he was in a hospital. He could also hear the shuffling of feet to the left of him, He looked over and saw Scott, Scott's mom and his Dad all standing there just staring not saying anything. "hey guys how's the weather" Stiles said trying to lighten the mood Stiles dad was the first to speak "Stiles.. what happened to you? you opened the door and just. you just collapsed" Now the rest of them were waiting for a answer. Stiles, trying to think quickly did the best he could and muttered "I don't really remember dad i think i was hit in the head or something all i remember is waking up on the side of the road then walking back to our house"
Scott and Stiles dad seemed to buy it but it seemed to take a little more convincing for Scott's mom because she hadn't found a big enough head injury for him not to remember what had happened but eventually she let the excuse slide telling herself when Stiles was ready to talk he would.
Getting out of his dad's car and once again seeing his house, and hopefully this time staying in it for good. His dad said something about needing to go to work again and how sorry he was to leave him his first day back or whatever Stiles waved at him not really hearing what he was saying he was already in his house ready for a long sleep in his own bed.
He had just taken off his shoes and shirt when he spotted it, laying on top on his bed sheets was a plain, white, unmarked, envelope. Stiles spun wildly around the room making sure no one was in it, when he was reassured no one was still in there he opened the letter. Inside was a piece of paper that in neat hand writing read "Hope I didn't push you out of the car too hard"