Chapter 20: psychotic

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Scott's pov:

Derek has been giving us, or more Stiles the side eye. He notices that something is wrong, since there's a pretty big distance between us and y/n. She's still ignoring us, and Derek is enjoying seeing Stiles so terrified right now.

"Spill it."

"What exactly? We don't really have any tea."

"Scott, tell him. Before I do something."

"Tell him."

"Okay, okay, fine, I will. We told y/n you're dead and ever since she's been ignoring us. And it's just been really weird and yea. That's it I guess." Stiles speaks really fast.

"And she almost got killed." He finishes.

Derek gives him a really pissed off look and Stiles immediately looks down. Trying hard to avoid eye contact. Derek's eyes go to y/n, she's eating ice cream outside. Even though Derek's house is burned down, he's done some improvements. Like that he has a bed.and a burned couch that's still being used. Talk about being economic.

She's been outside ever since we came here. Derek gave her some chocolate ice cream and that's it. She still hasn't said a word. I don't know how to fix this. And i'm trying my best to give her space, but I don't want to lose her either.

"It's just what she does. Don't blame Stiles."I tell him.

"Push people away." Derek repeats before leaving us alone...



y/n's pov:

I'm eating the last of the chocolate ice cream. Damn Derek, I want to be mad at him for, well, everything. But I can't. Fist of all hes just so important to me right now, and losing time with hin over some stuoid shit is just stupid. And second of all, he brought me my favorite, chocolate ice cream.

The front door opens and Derek walks out. I'm sitting on the front porch and he takes a seat next to me.

"Hey."

"Hey, Derek."

"Taste good?"

"Shut up, you know it does."

He lets out a laugh "There's the y/n i've missed."

"Yea here I am." I say a bit sarcastically and wave with my hands up in the air.

"So,"

"So..."

"The elephant"

"You mean Stiles."

"Yea, that elephant."

"What about him?" I ask while eating more ice cream.

He looks at me uncomfortably before saying "You like him or?"

"I do, I just don't know if i'd like myself."

"I understand you. But don't let my "death" stop you from being with someone."

"Good, it's great that you know you're a pain in the ass."

"I didn't agree to that, y/n." He says before grabbing my spoon and taking a bite.

"Not my ice cream, idiot."

"You know I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know, Derek. I do."

"Do you remember anything the day during the attack?"

"A lot actually. There was something weird though."

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