Chapter 6: Telling Truths

Song

Don't Deserve You by Plumb

As Stiles shut his bedroom door, Amber immediately began frantically talking.

"I know that we've only been friends for a little bit, but I feel like we've gotten really close, Stiles, and I really, really care about you." A single tear fell down her cheek. Stiles walked closer to her, wiping the tear off her cheek with his thumb. "I just… I don't want to hurt you, Stiles. I've lost almost all the people I've ever truly cared about, and I… I can't lose you, too." Amber took a deep breath, getting lost in her own memories for a brief moment. She remembered Cora and Derek and Laura and how much she loved the Hale family. But even the happiest memories became destroyed by Amber's heartbreak after the fire which killed almost all of them.

"Stiles…" Amber took a seat on his bed, "Do you remember that older guy that I was telling you about?"

"Yeah," Stiles nodded, "What about him? Are you okay? Is he hurting you?"

"No! No, I'm fine. It's just... that guy is Derek. Derek Hale."

Stiles's eyes widened immensely. "You're dating Derek Hale?!" he yelled.

"Dated. I dated Derek Hale. I'm pretty sure he hates me now since I, you know, helped you two arrest him and all." He had now taken a seat beside Amber on the bed.

"So, what, you've been lying to us this entire time? You knew that it was his sister? You knew where the other half of the body was all along?" Stiles raised his voice. He was clearly upset, hurt even.

Amber couldn't handle hurting someone she cared about, someone who cared about her. She didn't have many of those lately, and it seemed like the list just continued to keep decreasing. "Yeah," she nodded, tears slipping from her eyes once again. "Derek wanted me to keep an eye on Scott, since he was newly turned and all. I was just supposed to make sure he didn't hurt anybody, but then I actually got to know him, and you... and I'm so sorry, Stiles, you don't deserve this. God, I'm such a terrible person."

Stiles was definitely upset that Amber used him to get close to Scott, but he knew that what began as a fake friendship turned into something real and genuine. And Amber was clearly upset that she deceived him and Scott. He gently placed a hand on Amber's back, moving it in small circular motions to calm her down.

"There's more," she sighed through her tears. She couldn't even look at him. Amber stared down at her lap. "Do you remember the night of my party, when I kissed you?"

"How could I forget," Stiles said bluntly.

"I kissed you because… because that's how I maintain control-kissing, hooking up,...sex." Amber looked up at Stiles, seeing if he understood what she was inferring.

"Control, you mean like…" He was speechless as Amber flashed her golden eyes for a brief second.

"You hate me now, don't you. You think I'm a monster and a liar. I get it," Amber stood up, walking towards the door, "Derek hates me, you hate me… I have no one."

Stiles moved to her, pulling her into a tight embrace. "That's not true." Her tears soaked his shirt. "You have me." She looked up at him, and he tucked some hair behind her ear. "You'll always have me."

Amber lied wide awake beside Stiles, who was sleeping soundly, arms wrapped around Amber, holding her tightly against him. He had never slept better than when he was spooning with her.

Unable to fall asleep, Amber slithered out of Stiles's grasp, sneaking down the hall and outside onto the front porch of the Stilinski household. She sat on the the front steps, hugging her knees to keep warm. She was only wearing one of Stiles's shirts and her underwear, and it was about forty degrees outside.

"You cold?" She looked up to find Derek Hale standing in front of her.

Silence overtook her, thinking that the only possible reason he would seek her out was to express his anger. After all, she had ultimately betrayed Derek by assisting in his unjust arrest.

"I couldn't sleep," Amber dodged his question, trying to avoid vulnerability. She couldn't help it, though. Standing up, her gaze meeting his, she remembered how much she cared about Derek, how strong her feelings were. "I missed you," she softly spoke, hooking her arms around the back of his neck. "I'm so sorry, Derek. I feel so stupid for putting those boys above you. You're the one I care about the most. I shouldn't have helped them get you arrested just so Scott would be friends with me." Amber looked down at her feet for a brief moment before meeting Derek's green eyes once again.

"Ambs, you don't need to apologize. It's okay. All charges were dropped and—"

"I love you," Amber blurted, cutting him off mid-sentence. And she spoke the truth, straight from the heart.

Derek smiled, "Good," his smile grew even wider, "I know it sounds weird, but ever since we were kids, I just…" He then became silent, getting lost in his thoughts.

"You what?" Amber asked eagerly with curiosity.

"I knew that you were going to turn out to be this amazing, strong, beautiful woman. And that's exactly what you turned out to be." The two exchanged furiously wide smiled before sharing a passionate kiss. Derek then pulled away, staring deeply into Amber's eyes. "I love you," he said before connecting their lips once more.

Amber rushed to school the following morning. She had fallen asleep at Derek's house, after a long while of cuddling and tender kisses. She was surprisingly content with the temporary lack of sex in their relationship. They were taking it slow. Besides Amber's first time, she'd never experienced love in a relation before, and she really did not want to rush things.

Derek had given Amber a ride to school, and seeing as the two were officially an item, she thought she'd have a little fun with showing her new boyfriend off. The car pulled up directly in front of the entrance to the school. As Derek turned off the ignition and got out, he smoothly shuffled over to the passenger side, opening the door for Amber.

As the door shut behind her, she swiftly grappled the back of Derek's head, pushing his lips against hers into a passionate kiss. Well aware that copious students were gawking at the hot and heavy couple, Amber smirked heavily as she pulled away.

"I'll see you later," Amber said goodbye before giving Derek one last kiss. "I love you," she said before turning and heading for the front doors of the school, smiling radiantly. But that soon turned into a pretentious smirk, just as Amber had intended. She strutted in, head high, all eyes on her. Once again, she thought, I own this school. There was something different about her, a genuine self confidence that wasn't ever there before. Sure, Amber acted confident and pretended like she had confidence, but she was always lying to herself. However, this time it seemed the fact that she knew that at least one person in the world sincerely loved her, it was a major confidence boost.

She was wearing a black long-sleeve cropped top with a plunging V neckline, exposing plenty of cleavage as well as an amount of her stomach between her top and her extremely tight jeans, which had numerous rips and holes in them. The outfit was paired with her signature black six-inch stilettos. Her lips were coated with matte dark red lipstick, adding a touch of color to the look.

She sped up as she saw Scott slam his fist into a locker. His heart rate was rapid; she knew he was losing control. But the second he rani to Allison, it dropped back to a normal pace.

"Hey," Amber greeted Stiles with a smile. His eyes bulged as they scanned her body.

"Hey- wow- you- you look amazing," he stuttered, in complete awe of her.

"Thanks, Stiles," Amber smiled.

"So what happened to you last night- I woke up and you were just gone." She was about to explain to Stiles what had happened and that her and Derek were back together, but the principal's voice over the loudspeaker interrupted.

"Attention students this is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled. Thank you."

After a long period of AP Chemistry, lunch could not have come sooner. Amber enjoyed the rigorous academic classes, but she was a year ahead in science, taking a junior level chemistry class as a sophomore. At times, she wished she was in sophomore chemistry simply so she could socialize with her friends.

She spotted Stiles and Scott sitting alone at a lunch table.

"Besides, why don't you just have Amber help you?" Stiles asked Scott.

"What does Amber have anything to do with it?" Scott was confused. Stiles's eyes widened, realizing he forgot to tell him that Amber was a werewolf as well.

"Shit, Scott, I completely forgot to tell you… last night, Amber came over-"

"I do not want to hear about your fantasies coming true," Scott shook his head.

"No- Scott- that's not what I'm talking about- Amber-"

"What about Amber?" she chimed in, taking a seat beside Stiles.

"Oh- Uh- Nothing," Stiles covered, not knowing if Amber wanted him to tell Scott.

"Look, Stiles, obviously if I told you I expected nothing less than for you to run to Scott and tell him, so go on- tell him," she slightly smirked at Stiles, who was struck with silence.

"Okay… here it goes… Amber is- um- she's- well- she's a werewolf, Scott. Just like you, glowing eyes and all."

"I'm trying to help you, Scott. You deserve to be happy, with Allison. Don't worry, we'll figure it out," Amber smiled at Scott, who was plagued with shock.

"Figure what out?" Lydia sat down beside Scott.

"Just, uh, with homework," Scott covered.

"Why is she sitting with us?" Stiles asked Scott in a whisper. Scott shrugged, just as confused as Stiles was. Soon they were joined by Allison, and the entire rest of the popular gang.

"Get up," Jackson commanded Greenberg.

"How come you never ask Danny to get up?" he whined.

"Because I don't stare at his girlfriend's coin slot," Danny cleverly rebutted. Greenberg stood up, eyes glancing at Amber's cleavage. "Or his best friend's either. Come on, Greenberg." Everyone let out a light laugh.

"Where the hell have you been?" Jackson asked Amber, who was sitting right beside her. Amber felt slightly uncomfortable with Jackson to one side of her and Stiles to the other. Amber remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"She's been busy with her new beau," Lydia smirked.

"New beau?" Jackson raised his eyebrows. He could become very protective over Amber. He never minded when she was sleeping around, but when feelings became involved, Jackson always intervened. They were very close, almost as if they were siblings.

"Yeah," Amber nodded, "He's older so none of you know him. But he's a great guy," she smiled giddily. But her smile faded as soon as she looked to Stiles, a blank expression on his face.

"So, um, I hear they're saying it's some type of animal attack," Danny chimed in, changing the subject, "probably a cougar."

"I heard mountain lion," Jackson piped up.

"A cougar is a mountain lion," Lydia smartly corrected. Then, realizing she was leading people on to her true intelligence, she added, "Isn't it?" pretending to play dumb.

"Who cares? The guy's probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway," Jackson continued being the inferior jock he was.

"Actually, I just found out who it is." Amber pearled over onto Stiles's phone, her face dangerously close to his, "Check it out," he held his phone out to the center of the table so everyone could see.

A video of Sheriff Stilinski at the scene of the bloody bus played.

"The sheriff's department won't speculate on details of the incident but confirmed the victim, Garrison Meyers, did survive the attack. Meyers was taken to a local hospital where he remains in critical condition"

"I know this guy," Scott informed the group.

"You do?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, when I used to take the bus back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver."

"Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please?" Lydia asked sassily, "Like, oh, where are we going tomorrow night?" Scott and Allison looked at her confusingly. "You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night, right?"

"Um, we were thinking of what we were gonna do," Allison told Scott.

"Well, I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun," Lydia raised her eyebrows at Scott and Allison.

"Hanging out?" Scott asked Allison, unaware that this wasn't intended to be a private evening with just the two of them, "Like the four of us? Do you wanna hang out, like us and them?"

Stiles and Amber's eyes both widened. They both knew how nervous Scott was for this date and how badly he liked Allison, so they could hardly bare the thought of Allison turning it into a group hang out. Stiles's hands covered his mouth, covering his shocked expression as Amber's hand forcefully landed on his thigh. She didn't intend to, it was just an instinct; she needed something to grip onto out of distress.

"Yeah, I guess," Allison responded, smiling, "Sounds fun."

"You know what else sounds fun?" Jackson grabbed a plate from his lunch tray, "Stabbing myself in the face with this fork."

Amber smiled slightly in restraint not to laugh, and Stiles rolled his eyes dramatically.

"How 'bout bowling?! You love to bowl!" Lydia suggested enthusiastically to her boyfriend.

"Yeah, with actual competition," Jackson sassed.

"How do you know we're not actual competition?" Allison raised her eyebrows at Jackson. "You can bowl, right?" she asked Scott.

"Sort of," he grumbled.

"Is it sort of, or yes?" Jackson furrowed his eyebrows, leaning over the lunch table.

"Jackson, stop being so rude. Not everything's a competition," Amber lightheartedly snapped.

Everyone except for Lydia expected Jackson to snap night back at Amber, but both of the girls of them knew that Jackson had a soft spot for his best friend.

They were shocked when he let out a small chuckle, "Well not everyone can bowl a 300 like you, Ambs." He then looked sternly back at Scott, "So what is it, McCall? Can you bowl or..?"

"Yes. In fact, I'm a great bowler." Amber listened to Scott's skipping heartbeats; he was utterly and completely lying.

The four of them had a long night ahead of them.

A/N:

I am soooo sorry! I'm terrible! I've just been so busy with exams and new classes I just haven't had the time to finish this chapter! Most of it's been done for weeks, but I just had to wrap it up but I never had the time! I know I suck but I promise (for REAL this time) I will put time aside at least once a week to write :) A LOT happened this chapter! And there's even MORE yet to come! Will Stiles and Amber ever get together? You'll just have to wait and see ;) I love you guys! Thanks for sticking with me even though I'm absolute crap at updating :/ I'll get better I promise!

xx Izzy

P.S. I hope I made up for the lack of updating with this extre long chapter ;)