Love Me ~ Derek Hale

13

After the school day, I headed to Stiles. Apparently he had ditched after our class to go see Lydia, who still never texted me back. I really wish I was included in the memo of ditching because I totally would've, especially for Lydia's sake.

As I got to Stiles house, I quickly greeted his dad as he let me inside. "You can go ahead upstairs, he's in his room," Mr. Stilinski said making me smile and give a little 'thanks' before making my way up to his room.

"Hey, it's me again," I heard as I was walking up the stairs. "Look, I found something and I don't know what to do okay? So if you could turn your phone on right now, that'd be great," I walked into his room as he began to finish his message. "or else I'll kill you. You understand me? I'm going to kill you. and I'm too upset to come up with a witty description about how exactly I'm gonna kill you..." He then stopped when I grabbed the phone out of his hand.

"Oh thank god, you're here," he stated as I put the phone down on his desk.

"That was a very long and hateful message," I joked while taking a seat on his bed. He sighed and collapsed in his desk chair. "Yeah, to your brother who won't respond to my messages or calls because he turned his phone off."

"Ah, I see. Well I'm here now, so what's up?" I asked. "So as you know, I went to Lydia's house today, to you know, check up on her," Stiles started. "Yes, where I was not invited to join, continue," I said and he gave a confused look. "I thought you guys weren't really friends anymore?" He asked. "I'm working on it, anyways, what happened? How was she?" I asked not being able to take it anymore.

She didn't show up to school and didn't bother to message back?

"Well, I think she's shook up but fine." I instantly sighed in relief.

At least she's not dead.

"But this is-" Stiles started but was cut off by a knock on the door.

His dad appeared and leaned into the room, "Please tell me I'm gonna hear good news at this parent/teacher thing tonight." I turned to Stiles, knowing his grades weren't all too good.

"Depends on how you define good news."

"I define it as you getting straight A's with no behavioral issues."

"You might wanna rethink that definition," Stiles suggested looking up at his father. "Enough said, how about you Miss Mia?" He asked and I smiled. "Your definition would fit me perfectly."

He smiled back, "I'm glad to hear that."

Stiles' dad has been more a father figure to me than my real father in the past year with everything that happened. My father may have been able to make everything go away, but Mr. Stilinski was the one who comforted me in those times. To that, I will forever be grateful for him.

Mr. Stilinksi then left the room and as I turned back to Stiles, he proceeded to shove his phone in my face. "Oh my god," I let out while grabbing his wrist to pull the phone away from my face. I analyzed his phone and saw a video of some creature, appearing to be a werewolf, running out of a building.

"What the hell am I watching?" I questioned looking up to him. "The Alpha, caught on camera. As I was saying, it was on Lydia's phone. I think she accidentally recorded it or something," he said pulling his phone back. "If Scott would answer me, it would be great but he's not picking up."

"Maybe Derek would wanna see, since he's obsessed with finding the Alpha anyways," I said pulling out my phone. "1. I don't trust him, 2 neither should you, and 3 even if I did I don't have his number." I smirked to myself, "I do." Stiles gave me a questioning look and I immediately wish I could take the words back.