Love Me ~ Derek Hale

26

After the encounter with peter, I quickly checked out with a dress and retreated home. I tried my best to block the encounter from my mind, I needed to focus on tonight. Finding Derek and keeping Allison safe.

I distracted myself more by putting on a full face of makeup and curling my hair. I figured if I'm going to this dance, might as well go all out.

I heard the doorbell ring, so I walked out of my room and bumped into my brother. "Wow Mia, you look amazing," He said, smiling. "Thanks," I said, giving a half smile, making him furrow his brows. "What's wrong?" he asked, making me shake my head.

"Nothing you need to worry about, let's just get tonight over with," I said as I continued to walk past him and down the steps.

As I approached the front door I opened it to reveal Stiles. "Woah, you look, uh, amazing, beautiful, perfect, I-uh," Stiles stuttered while rubbing the back of his neck. I blushed at his words, "Thanks, Stiles, are you here for Scott?" I asked.

"No, I'm here for you. As your date," he said as I turned to Scott who was now behind me. "I totally forgot to tell you, but remember I can't be seen there technically and-"

I sighed ignoring whatever else Scott rambled on about and turned back to Stiles. I could say no a million times to my brother but I could never say it to Stiles. I held out my hand extending it to his, "Shall we?" He immediately smiled back and grabbed my hand.

I turned to Scott to see him with a big grin on his face. "I'll see you guys when I get there," Scott said and with that Stiles and I made our way to the school dance.

Yay!

~

As we walked into the gym, there were decorations hanging on all walls, disco lights strobing everywhere, and music blasting so loud I could feel the vibration in my chest. I looked toward a bunch of people jumping up front and saw that there was even a live band.

Nice, this is where the school budgeting goes.

Stiles and I had separated as I told him to go talk to Lydia, who looked absolutely too gorgeous to be sitting all by herself.

I spotted a group of boys including Danny and Jackson who were spiking the punch bowl.

Don't drink the punch, noted.

We were only a little bit into this dance and I was bored already and found my mind constantly wandering to think about Derek.

"I see you chose the red," I heard a voice say from behind me. I turned to see Peter. I remained silent unsure of what to say that wouldn't cause a fight.

"Now what is a pretty girl like you doing all on the dance floor by yourself?" he asked. I still gave no response.

He went to grab my hand but I pulled away, making him chuckle. "You're right. Where are my manners? May I have this dance?" he asked offering his hand with a smile.

I shook my head unable to speak thinking of our conversation earlier. He pulled back his hand in defeat, "Fine, maybe not this time, but you will eventually grow tired of my nephew." He brushed past me walking away. "So when you do, I'm all yours," He whispered in my ear. "I know you prefer your men older."

After that last comment, he walked away and vanished off the dance floor.

"Mia, what did he say? Are you okay?" I heard Scott before even seeing him appear in front of me. "I-i'm fine," I said trying to gather my words. "But don't worry about me, we need to worry about Allison."

We both looked around to see her with Jackson and I mentally sighed in relief. I hate him, but at least I know she'll be somewhat safe with him. "Oh good, he's with her...and Stiles is dancing with Lydia?" Scott questioned. "Yeah, I encouraged it," I said with a smile. "Scott, I know you don't want to hear this but I just can't stop-"

"Mccall! I see you!" Coach yelled across the room. I turned to look at Scott but he vanished. After a bunch of yelling the band stopped playing and everyone turned to my brother and Danny who were slow dancing together. "Mccall! You're not supposed to-What the hell are you-what the hell are you doing?" Coach said staring the two down. "Yes, coach?" Scott asked playing dumb.

I covered my mouth with my hand trying hard not to laugh. My brother is genius.

"Okay hold on hold on," Coach started as he looked around at everyone staring him down. "I was just saying he's not supposed to-i mean I'm not saying that he shouldn't -you guys don't think," he stumbled trying to figure out what to say.

"Just-just dance everybody! Dance!" He yelled and the music started back up.

~

Later into the dance Stiles and I went to walk outside when we ran into Jackson. "Hey, did Lydia ever find you?" Stiles asked him but he didn't respond. Jackson had this look of worry and guilt on his face.

"What? What's wrong?" Stiles asked confused and I narrowed my eyes at Jackson. "I-i was out behind the school and I-" He started but seemed to be struggling for words. "Spit it out Jackson, what did you do?" I asked knowing whatever he was about to say wouldn't be good.

"There were these guys outside and they wanted information. They said they wouldn't hurt him!" Jackson assured but that wasn't enough for me. I used all my strength as I grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him against the wall. "That's bullshit Jackson and you know it! Why have you always had it out for my brother?!" I yelled at him as Stiles pried me off.

"Come on, let's just go find Lydia," Stiles said as he ushered us out of the building.

Immediately we heard someone yell and we ran to the football field. There on the ground was Lydia drenched in blood, with Peter standing over her body. I ran to her with Stiles following behind. As I kneeled beside her, Peter growled at me.

"Get away from her!" I screamed. "Stiles, go get help!" I turned yelling to him. He gave me a concerned look not wanting to leave me alone, but I simply nodded my head. There was no reason for me to have trust in Peter not hurting me, but I felt like I could trust him anyways.

I turned back to Lydia who was unconscious. I glared up to Peter to see him with a bloody smirk on his face. He smiled, "Of course, I'll get away from her. Just tell me how to get to Derek?"

"What?"

"Tell me how to find Derek Hale," he repeated. "H-how would I know? I haven't heard from him at all!"

"But you're smart...you know just how to find him with the right amount of leverage," he said tracing his claws over Lydia's pale face. "Wouldn't want to be the cause yet again for another friend's death, would you?" Peter said slightly applying more pressure.

Fear and guilt overcame me as I once again thought of the event that I didn't want my mind to give any more attention to.

Think Mia. Think. Where is Derek?

Peter began to push his claws into her skin causing her to bleed. He only went a little bit until I grabbed his wrist. "I think he knew," I said with my voice shaky. "Knew what?" he asked removing my hand from his wrist. "I-i think he knew he was going to be caught."

"By the Argents?" Peter growled and I nodded. "And?" he urged for me to continue. "When they were shot, Derek and Scott. I think he might've taken Scott's phone," As I began to tell Peter this it started to click in my head a way to find Derek that I hadn't even though of before.

"If it's still on, you can find him."