Author's Note: Sorry this took a while. I'm ridiculously busy with school, but here's the next chapter. Thanks for reading. Enjoy.

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Chapter 6

Stiles POV

The next morning, Operation: Avoid Derek like the Plague is in full effect. It was summer so it seemed like it wouldn't be that hard. I just had to avoid hanging with the pack when they were hanging at the loft, though that would require me being creative with my excuses. I couldn't exactly say that I had a lot of homework.

It's not that I didn't want to hang out with everyone; it was just if I hung out with them there was a chance that I would run into Derek. I was always making up excuses and I felt as if they were starting to be see-through. Eventually the pack would figure out that I am avoiding them and think that it was their fault.

I had to avoid Derek so that I could sort out these feelings. All I needed was to run into him and be awkward and start rambling and freak out and…let's just say it is downhill from there. I know I said that I wanted to ignore these feelings, but it's hard to do that when I don't even know what these feelings are. Being in Derek's constant presence won't exactly help clear up my mind.

Although I didn't want anyone else to know, I caved after a couple of days and told Isaac to come to my house. I knew that I would have to tell him because he would probably be the first one to confront me about avoiding everyone. In the pack, Isaac was the one I was closest to (besides Scott). To say his response was surprising was an understatement.

Right after I told him what happened the night of the witch-fight, he stayed quiet for a few seconds. Then finally said, "I can see that."

My jaw dropped, "What? What can you see?"

"You two would be good together. You keep Derek in place. You're not a beta so you don't have to immediately listen to what he has to say. You call him out when you think he's been stupid. You balance him out."

"That doesn't mean we should be together. Besides, I'm pretty sure he's straight or do you not remember his relationship history? I'm pretty sure the two psychotic ex-girlfriends are proof enough that he prefers women. He is definitely on the 'boobs are awesome' team, not exactly holding a membership to the 'we love cocks' club."

Isaac looks away before speaking, "I wouldn't be so sure about that."

I stare at him, mouth dropping open. "WHAT?!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Well, he's never actually said which he prefers. We only know of two of his relationships, and I doubt those are the only two he's had. I mean he's 24, I'm pretty sure he's been with more than two people." He paused there, looking over to the side, obviously thinking over something. "Plus I've found lube in his bathroom and I'm pretty sure you don't use that when you're with women."

I kept staring at him. My brain was freaking out. If what Isaac is saying is true, then that would mean that he was Bi like me. But I'm not sure if Isaac is 100% certain of what he has seen.

"Ok Ok Ok. Let me get this straight. Derek Hale, the 'Big Bad Alpha' owns a bottle of lube. He has it in his bathroom. Is it used? I mean, is all of it there, or is it like knew or is barely used-"

"Oh, it's been used. At least half of it is gone."

Holy crap, my mind is currently going into overdrive. I mean I know I started to think that Derek was Bi, but what he said has me almost certain of it.

"So, he owns a bottle of lube. We only know of him being with women, but the rest of his love life is secret. Do you think that he might be Bi?"

"I'm guessing that he is. I'm not certain though, but I would think that is the case."

I was freaking out and all of a sudden my mouth would not stop moving. "Why the hell would you tell me that? I mean I was perfectly fine thinking that he was straight and I would have no chance with him. I mean not that I have a chance with him now. Have you seen him? He's like a 12 on a scale from 1 to 10 and I can pass for a 7 on a good day. What am I saying? I don't care what he is. I can't have these feelings for him. He's an annoying, emotionally constipated, grumpy pain in the ass. His special skills are growling and threatening to rip people's throats out with his teeth. Who cares that he cares about the pack? Who cares that he's willing to die for his pack? Who cares that he's 200 lbs. of pure muscle? Who cares if he has beautiful green eyes? He's an asshole and I have zero chance with him." I stopped needing to catch my breath.

Isaac sat there staring at me. My rant scaring him. Scott's stands up to face me. I completely forgot that he was in the room. "Are you done with your little rant?" I nod at him, still out of breath. "Good. First of all, you're not a 7, you're a solid 8." I punched him in the arm, smiling at him, thankful for him lightening the mood. "Secondly, did you hear half of the things you just said?"

"To be honest, my mouth was working on its own accord throughout that speech. I don't actually remember everything that I said, but I'm pretty sure I said that Derek would never be interested in me and that he's a pain in the ass. Both of which are completely factual statements."

"You did say those things, but you also said a crap load of good aspects of him. I'm pretty sure that you just did a rant that proved that you have feelings, even if you were hoping that it would state the opposite." Scott says, and I don't know if I like what he's saying.

"Aw, crap. What am I supposed to do? I can't feel like this. There's no chance that anything is going to happen and, even if it did, it wouldn't work. We don't get along half the time. Plus, what if something happened between the two of us, the pack would be torn apart."

"Those are a lot of 'what if' statements. You never know what is going to happen. It might actually work out. Who's to say you guys don't end up married and mated?" Isaac says.

"He's right. You don't know what is going to happen. If you two do get together, it might be one of the best things to happen to you or it ends horribly. The only way you'll find out is to act upon it."

"You know, you're supposed to be slapping me across the back of my head telling me that I'm being ridiculous. Not pushing me and him together."

"I'm more than willing to slap you, but I'm here to help you talk things out."

"I understand what you are saying, but I don't think I want to take that risk. I like how the pack is right now. We have finally got past all that drama and we're starting to work well together. I don't want to throw any grenades into the mix." I sit down on my bed and put my head in my hands.

Isaac moves to sit next to me, putting a hand on my back. "If that is what you think is best, then we're not going to pressure you into anything. I still believe that you should talk to Derek about this, but I'll respect your wishes."

"What are you going to do?" Scott asks, looking over at me from my computer chair.

"I'm going to keep trying to avoid him and the rest of the pack. At least until I can hide my feelings."

"We'll try to keep them from prying," Scott says, "but eventually they're going to figure out that something is wrong. They're going to come looking for answers."

"All I need is a few days. Just tell them that I'm not feeling well or that I'm busy or that I'm hanging out with my Dad."

"You want us to lie," Isaac says, "to a pack of werewolves. You do realize we can tell when someone isn't telling the truth."

"Well you don't have to give full lies. I mean don't say I feel sick, say that I'm not feeling well enough to come out, which I'm not, at least emotionally. I do want to spend more time with my father. Plus I really do need to clean this house. With all the werewolf stuff going on, this house is completely unorganized."

"Ok, I guess we can try half-truths."

"Thanks, it's not forever. Just until I can get this all under control."

With that they left, leaving me to go over this whole conversation. I was hoping that Isaac would help me realize that these feelings are ridiculous. I mean he is living with Derek. He would no best what a pain Derek can be. Instead of squashing those thoughts, he supported them. Why is it that I am the only one that realizes that this whole thing is ridiculous. I can't act on any of this. Operation: Avoid Derek will remain in effect until whatever this is gets squashed like a bug.

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Author's Note: So there's another chapter. Sorry it took so long. I might be able to squeeze another chapter out tomorrow or maybe tonight. I'm in a writing mood. Please let me know what you think.