CHAPTER NINE: SEASON ONE: LUNATIC

Selfish, taking what I want and call it mine

I'm helpless, clinging to a little bit of spine

Halsey

POINT OF VIEW

DEREK HALE

The front door to the McCall house shuts abruptly from where I'm listening upstairs in Halden's bedroom. It's not the first or last time I'll be alone in her room, but I know I should probably tell Scott that I'm still alive. And inform them I am aware that they accused me of murder. Again.

Maybe I should find a shirt first. I'm not entirely interested in explaining to Scott that I've been sleeping in his sisters bedroom for the last few weeks. That he is such a shitty werewolf he hasn't been able to pick up on the scent of me and the strong musk of our sex coating every inch of Halden's room.

I hear Stiles and Scott whispering about Halden throwing something in the trash earlier. Their thumping footsteps pound down the stairs and outside. I use this time to sneak into Scott's room and grab a navy blue teeshirt. It's a little snug, but it does the job.

"I've been smelling Derek in Haldey's room. I don't know if he's actually there or not. Or why he would even be there to begin with," I hear Scott tell Stiles as their footsteps slowly move towards the stairs. I'm a little surprised that he hasn't said anything before if that's the case.

"What? Do Derek and Haldey know each other? I didn't think they would."

"She said he smiled at her."

"Derek smiled? As in, with his lips pulled back in a physically visible form of happiness?"

"Exactly."

Scott and Stiles enter Halden's bedroom and begin snooping around. I hover in the hallway to listen to them clearly as they start poking through his sisters things.

"Is that Derek's jacket?" Stiles asks. The sound of him picking up the precious leather had my skin crawl. "Oh shit, dude, this is Derek's jacket."

I appear in the doorway. Stiles eyes are blown wide with fear as I rest my shoulder against the frame. Scott spins around and glowers, "Dude, why the hell are you creeping in my sisters room? Why were you in my room? What the hell are you doing here? We thought you were dead!"

"I'm not dead," I state irritably. "I heard that you told the police I killed the janitor at the school. Thank you for making me a wanted fugitive, again."

"I''m sorry! I didn't know what else to say," Scott barks.

"Seriously? That's all you could come up with."

"Why are you in my sisters room?"

"I've been sleeping here," I answer him honestly.

Stiles eyes narrow. "You've been sleeping here? Why have you been sleeping here? Like, sharing the same bed as Haldey? Or like… on the floor?"

I shoot him a glare and he splutters for a minute before shutting up.

"She offered me a place to stay."

"Why would she offer you a place to stay?"

I raise a brow. "We've been seeing each other?"

"You've been seeing each other?" Scott seethes. "Leave my sister alone, Derek."

"She's an adult. How about you let your sister decide for herself?"

"She doesn't know the monster you really are. What do you even want with her? There's no way you're seeing her because you actually want to be with her."

Stiles shrugs. "I dunno man. Your sisters got that dangerous kinda hot to her. With the blue hair, nose piercing, and overall bad girl reputation-"

"Stiles! Please. Shut. Up."

The teen throws his hands up in defense.

"If your sister doesn't think I'm such a terrible guy, why do you Scott? Don't you think she's smart enough to tell right from wrong? And I've done nothing other than try and help you since you've been turned. And you're still getting me thrown in jail!"

"I said I'm sorry for that already! But that does not excuse you from my sister. Break it off with her, break up with her, stop seeing her, whatever! Just leave her alone."

"Wow, Scott. Are you really so selfish to cause your sister heartbreak because you don't like me that much?"

Scott glares. "Yes. To save her from the real heartbreak you'll cause when she realizes you've only been using her to get me in your pack. I'll tell her as soon as she comes home."

I don't deny Scott's reasoning. He'd only be able to tell I am lying. "No. You won't."

"What do you mean 'no I won't?'"

"I mean, you won't. Because if you do tell Halden that I'm using her to convince you to join my pack, that means you would have to confess you're a werewolf. Are you ready to tell your sister? To bring her into our world?"

The smell of hot molten rage singes my nose as I catch it rolling off of Scott. He stomps out of Halden's bedroom. Stiles anxiously escapes behind him, but almost falls on his ass as Scott stops. The young werewolf's chin tilts towards me, his eyes a shimmering gold intended for warning.

"If you hurt her. I will kill you," Scott threatens.

It might be the only time I think I've ever seen Scott honestly capable of killing.

"Your sister is one of my top priorities," I tell him with a smug smirk.

Stiles grabs onto Scott's shoulder and jerks it roughly. His face is scrunched up in a mixture of awe and disgust. "Oh god. Derek Hale is having sex with your sister!"

Scott grimaces. "Dude, no! You better not be having sex with my sister."

I just lift a brow and decide not to confirm or deny the accusation. "I've been here for days Scott. You should have noticed."

Scott shouts in anger, "DAYS?"

"You should have smelt me or, at least, heard me, but you didn't even pay attention to Halden in her bedroom. Don't you want to protect your family? I've been breaking in every night for over a week. What if it was someone else? What if it was the alpha?"

Scott's anger somewhat fizzles out into guilt. His brows pinch together as he contemplates that.

"Look, what's important right now is that you stay low," Stiles says to me seriously. "The entire state is going to be looking for you after tonight."

I shoot Scott a pointed glare. He just rolls his eyes. As if the kid isn't ruining my fucking life.

"I'll be in here," I tell him as I move over to Halden's bed. I lay on my back I stretch across the messy blankets with a very wide toothed grin in Scott's direction.

His hands tighten into fists, and my sharp nose picks up the scent of blood as he digs his nails into his palms.

"Haldey has a lot of shit that she's going through right now. She deserves a lot better than you, Derek."

My grin falters into a sneer, "Like you would know."

"Excuse me?"

Stiles eyes grow wide as he sees the approaching fight. "Tell me this is just because of the full moon approaching? WE should all calm down. Haldey will be back soon… Scott."

"Tell me what you mean," Scott growls.

"I mean," I start as I stand up so I'm nose to nose with Scott. "That you've done nothing to help your sister get off drugs. With the way you've been acting towards her its pushing her towards them. You should be grateful I've been here. I've been stopping her from taking them. What are you waiting for? To come home and find her dead? Will that make you realize how on the edge she really is?"

Stiles blinks wide unbelieving eyes. "Haldey's taking drugs?"

Scott shrugs. "Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"It-it's not… she's fine."

I laugh darkly. "She's not okay, Scott."

"She said she's fine!" Scott defends with flashing golden eyes. Stiles backs away from his friend nervously and I growl warningly. "She said she's fine, so she's fine. She's my big sister! She's fine."

The familiar sound of Halden's beat-up Chevy roared from down the block. I glare at the two teenage boys. "Halden's home. You-" I shove my finger into Scott's chest harshly. "-don't know I'm here. Understood?"

"Ouch," Scott whines, but he exits the room quickly along with Stiles.

I wait for Halden to drop the whiskey off to Stiles, who immediately decides to leave and pick up Scott later (as the teen mopes around alone since his stupid hunter girlfriend broke up with him- idiot).

Halden's vibrant teal waves are the first thing I see as she pops her head into the room. Her oval lips are turned up in the corner. They are a soft peach color, and they kind of unnerve me with how much they remind me of Scott's lips, but hers are softer and more feminine in contrast to her brothers.

"Miss me?" she questions as she throws her purse to the floor. My eyes follow her every movement as she slowly peels the red hoodie she wore over her head. She tosses the shirt somewhere on the floor, but my eyes focus on the sheer teeshirt she wore. Her hard nipples and metal studs of the piercings were visible through the fabric. I bite my lower lip to refrain from taking her in that moment. It's more difficult to suppress my lust for her this close to the full moon.

"I suppose," I tell her with a grin.

"Ass."

She crawls onto the bed beside me. "Wanna watch some Netflix?"

"What's Netflix?"

"Are you joking?" she asks me seriously.

I'm embarrassed. I didn't have a normal childhood, a wasn't your average teenager, and the start of my twenties weren't looking too hot either. Luxuries like Netflix, social networks, and just interacting as your average human was far from my life.

Halden kisses my cheek then gives me a knowing grin. She slides off the bed saying, "I'll show you."

She grabs her laptop and turns it on. "What do you want to watch?"

"Nothing dumb."

"Very specific, thanks."

"I don't watch movies or the television."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-two."

"The television?"

"What did I say wrong?"

"It's a T.V. Not the television."

I glare at her. "You're an asshole."

"Yeah. Wanna smoke a bowl and watch How I Met Your Mother?"

"What's a bowl?"

"Sweet baby jesus, you're so precious." She plants a kiss to my frowning lips. Then she starts reaching around her things. She takes out that thing she used to grind the weed from our first night we had sex (grinder), then the weed, and finally a glass pipe. She decides for me that I'm going to smoke it because she hands that pipe and a lighter to me. "We have to blow the smoke out of the window so Scott and my mom won't smell it. I usually smoke outside in the backyard, but considering I'm hiding you…"

If Scott were paying attention, like he should be, he would know immediately what Halden and I were doing by the stench. I listen in on him just incase and think maybe he would confront us. But he fell asleep, apparently. He's snoring heavily in the room down the hall.

She takes my hand and guides me over to the window. I watch as she kicks off her jeans leaving her in a pair of white boy shorts. Her round asscheeks are tempting, especially as she bends to peer out the window cautiously.

"Coast is clear," she decides.

Halden holds out the bowl to me with a neon green lighter. "Just light it and inhale."

I do as she instructed and am immediately hit with a lungful of smoke. Halden's smirk at my coughing is hidden as her lips are pressed along the multi-colored glass.

We pass it to one another until it's all just ash. It's the second time I've ever experienced something so… hazily. I don't know entirely how to describe what it feels like to breathe the smoke out through my nose. It makes all the noise like static and clear, even clearer than usual. I hear Halden's heart thump, thump, thump and the small sigh she makes every single time she exhales. It's euphoric, hearing those noises leaving her lips.

Then her scent. God, her scent is so amazing. It smells natural, herbal, kinda like tea tree oil. It's pungent and surrounding and I want to roll around in it.

I want to roll around with her.

Her lips pull into a lazy grin, and I'm momentarily confused by the thought of how she appears so calm. She always looks like she has it together. That she doesn't care what others think, that she is so willing to help and care for some strange man that was accused of murdering his sister… that this same woman is the one who so easily views herself as a wreck. That turns to drugs and alcohol to block out her own tainted mind.

Maybe not perfect, but still the most interesting person I've ever encountered before. I can get lost in her glassy chocolate eyes. I just want to feel her smooth skin underneath mine, run my hands through the strands of her teal hair. She is unlike any women.

Her hands cup my cheeks and she tilts my head so that my lips are pressed along hers softly. The taste of her lips…

She leads me to the bed. The tips of her fingertips graze down my ribs as she grabs my body to tangle our limbs together.

"We should listen to music," she mutters against my neck. Grabbing her phone she searches instrumentals on Pandora. The music is beautiful, and it makes me want to sleep.

Where would I be without Halden? I can't go back to my old house. Kate probably set up traps for me all over. I'd been staying in a sleeping bag in my old room before… and there is no way in hell I'd have been able to protect myself in the broken condition I stumbled to her house in.

I'd be fucked without her.

So I fuck her. I strip off her clothes. Press open mouthed kisses all over her skin (on her neck, between her thighs, down her spine). My tongue tastes the cold metal of her piercings as I run the muscle over her hard nipples. My nails dig lightly into her tanned skin and she drags her own down my back

My hard cock thrusts inside of her wet center. She is tight, and every time I thrust deep enough she clenches around my cock. It feels amazing.

I dig my nose into her neck, and I want so badly to mark her as mine. The I remember the last time I felt this way about someone. The same someone who burnt down my family and ruined my entire life.

Now is not the time for such thoughts.

I pound into Halden harder. She curses my name, her body going rigid as her orgasm releases. I cum almost immediately afterwards. Her pussy tightens, releases, tightens, releases, and it's too much, too beautiful not to let myself get lost inside of her momentarily.

I give myself only a second to spare as I pull out and coat her stomach with my cum, my scent. I want to rub it into her stomach, her perky breasts, and I wish I could release my seed inside of her. That way she would smell of me, always.

Halden only gives a small huff of irritation at the large amount of cum splattered across her torso.

She uses the blanket to wipe off my seed. I hide the grin as I know her entire room will reek of sex, of us, and she doesn't even know.

My arms wrap around her nude body greedily.

Then we fall asleep.

SO. Some more tension with Scotty! (Seriously, entire time up into this moment I've been singing Scotty doesn't know). Thanks for the love guys. For CEREAL my little lamb chops, yawl be great.

Lexi: About Derek spanking ass:

I should make him spanking her ass a thing. I think I only wrote it in this chapter, but I can totally put that in more of them haha.

livelaughloveme: When are Scott and Haldey going to reconnect?

Well! Scott and Haldey aren't going to connect until the END of Season One! I know, I'm sorry… It's a long way to go, but necessary for how things are going to play out. I promise though, they will eventually have a very strong bond. In addition, Mama McCall will as well! You're going to see Haldey in general start to get closer with her Mom first, then Scott's will come naturally as well.

WickedlyMinx: OKAY! I'm going to PM you personally to let you know if she shall or shall not become pregnant, because I don't wanna ruin it for anyone else (unless requested to be ruined) haha! :)

Megladon1616: OKAY OKAY! The same thing I said to WickedlyMinx! I will personally PM you to let you know if she does or do not become a werewolf! (unless requested to be ruined) :p #HAREK

Teen Wolf Trash: OMFG that is freaking hilarious! Seriously? Ahaha! What did you say to them? That's literally amazing haha. & I totally agree on Derek being a sappy baby being OOC. I can see him being an unstable mess, but I don't see him as a cry baby. I mean, lesbihonest, Derek's a total drama queen (doing flips & shit), but he's usually got his game face on even when he's sad.

SilverShadowWolf46: A few people are going with #Harek! haha & thanks so much! I'm actually writing the chapter where she finds out about werewolves right now. I'm very conflicted on her reaction haha

msspicyjalapeno: :DDD

Is there a certain person that Haldey looks like!

YES. Ummm. I'll post pictures on my tumblr of what I picture them to look like. My UN is lovesavetheemptyff if you want to checck it out. But Ashley Frangipane & kinda Demi Lovato.

IDK. I'm totes obsessed with Halsey & she inspired me to write this story with her new album. It influenced this story A TON. So my favorite girl name is Holland (seriously it's perfect, and Holland Roden is too). So, I combined the sound of her name with Halsey lol to make it because I was like eh why not. :)

Lexi: Has Derek realized he's in love? NOT YET. It might take him a long time to figure that one out.

xXbriannaXx: THEY ARE GOALS. They make me feel very empty inside. I think this is the favorite couple I've ever had before. I think it's because they are so raw and wrecked together. Scott will EVENTUALLY stop being a little shit. One day. In the distant future. Bahahaha. THE FEEEELS!

hoechling: Do you already have an idea of when Halden finds out Derek was using her?

OH YEAH. And it's not pretty. Not for a long while. It's going to happen at the end of season one. So, sooner rather than later.

Nicole1024: Is she mate material for Derek? Is that why his wolf seems so accepting of her and willing to be there for her?

There is a future chapter that is in Derek's POV that I'm excited for you guys to read because it's going to reveal what his wolf is thinking of Halden. So! I don't wanna spoil this question (it's SUCH A GREAT QUESTION). But I want you guys to wait on this one until we get there!

Liam1094: Ahhhhh this story is in love with you! :)

Is Derek going to mark her as his mate? Are they going to be mates or no?

I don't wanna spoil this one! Same reason as the about question ^. I just want you guys to read Derek's POV from that upcoming chapter before I answer this question.

Does Stiles have a crush on Halden?

Maybe! I haven't decided yet. They don't have that "brotherly bond though. At least, not yet. So, it is very plausible Stiles has a crush on her. It's just so weird that I haven't had a chance to really write Stiles in yet. But Stiles does think she's hot!

THANKS GUESTS & Cassie-D1 & EVERYONE!

QUESTION: What do you think about getting inside Derek's head? I have a few more future chapters that will be told in his POV. :) Just curious what you thought. I don't wanna stray too OOC so if anything seems super werd or unlike him lemme know so I can see where I was going with it.