Hey guys! Here's 38, ripe and ready! I only just opened my computer today, I'll probably start finishing up 39 and get started on 40, maybe 41 if I can. Reviews are very very appreciated, as you guys know. Rec to friends are also great, tag me if you mention us on tumblr (hells-finest-gentleman), or just hit me up because y'all know I'm forever lonely. I might work on getting this up on Ao3, so keep an eye peeled if you'd prefer it there, my username there is IyoHari. Here we go, trigger warnings ahead for those with mental illnesses like anxiety, depression, schizophrenia, etc, that can cause extreme self deprecation and self loathing, please be prepared if you choose to enjoy!

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The harsh florescent light filtered through the blinds, throwing lines of light through the pitch black room.

He'd never known Derek was such a sound sleeper… He always had the hardest time sleeping with those lines all around him, but he supposed maybe that had to with how long he'd been there.

Still how heavy his nephew slept amused him as his bare feet patted softly against the floor.

His mood soured, mind turning back to that night as it often did.

His numb mind pondered momentarily about how glad he was that Derek hadn't been sleeping soundly that night, how glad he was that at least he and Laura weren't there.

Screams echoed through his mind, but the room stayed quiet. Like always.

He turned his attention to the human in the bed. A few steps closer. He… seemed nice, Peter would give him that much at least. He smelt like an old teddy bear… a new sketch pad… like hot pencil and the smoke of burnt notebook paper. Peter wondered if Derek even noticed, how much he looked like that girl. Or maybe he was seeing things. Maybe he was still crazy. Maybe he shouldn't have even come.

That Girl. His mind strummed as if his ears were ringing. "No no no no no no no." He closed his eyes. That Girl. That Girl. it rang again. "I can't, I CAN'T" He thought back. Derek would be mad. He would already be so mad. The thoughts all spun through his head too fast.

What if it saves him the betrayal you went through?

It could save his life. You really won't save his life?

He already hates you. No, he doesn't. No, he doesn't!

He would if he knew.

If he loved you he'd have visited.

Chris visited. And killed them all.

No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. It was your fault, Peter. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. NO! No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. They died because of you. No, you did. It's not true. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. They'd be alive if you cared about anyone but yourself. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. That's not fair. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. Weee fooound yooou... No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. No, you did. SHUT UP! No, you did. SHUT UP! No, you did. SHUT UP!

Derek woke to the door slamming and a barely there scent he couldn't place.