Losers~||S.M F.F||~

47

We watched as sheriff talked to Derek and Scott looked at me.

"I shouldn't have done that." Scott cried. "I lied my ass off"

"Your ass's fine and sexy" I said looking down at him. He giggled and Stiles rolled his eyes and hit the back of my head.

"You saved him a ton of unnecessary pain. We'll figure this out in day or two, he goes back to being old Derek, everyone's happy. Except for Derek, who's never happy" Stiles said.

"He's just another person we're lying to and I don't know how about you guys, but I would feel better if we would tell the truth" I said with my head down.

Scott nodded. "With Lydia, my mom, your dad"

"But that is Derek Hale in there. He may be a kid right now, but he's still Derek Hale" Stiles said.

"Yeah, and I am his family, how dangerous and like Derek it make me?" I asked, crosing my arms over my chest, kinda offended.

"I-- I--" 

"Alright" Scott said, trying to break the shit between me and Stiles. "Take him to my house and don't let him out of your sight" he said to us.

"Roger, that" I said. "Wait. Where are you gonna go?"

"I'm going to go talk to the guy we should have gone to befrore" he replied, kissed my cheek and walked away.

Stiles groaned. "Yeah, I hate that guy"

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Me, Derek and Stiles stepped inside Scott's house. Derek was close to me, but right now I think he trust me the most, so it's okay. Also it's Derek.

"We're going to wait here for Scott. We're going to sit quietly. And we're not going to call or talk to anyone" Stiles said.

"Do I talk to you?" Derek asked.

"No"

"Do I talk to Anaiha?"

"Why are you calling her Anaiha?"

"It's her name. So, do I talk to her?"

"Yes, you can talk to me Derek" I said, holding back my laugh.

"Good" Derek smiled. "Who's going to talk to him?"

Stiles and I turned around, just to see one and only Rafael McCall. Stiles jumped back while I widened my eyes.

"Ah! Are you getting taller?" Stiles groaned and I mentally facepalmed myself.

"What are you guys doing here?" Rafael asked, holding a bag with food in his hands.

I gulped, eyeing the bag out of hunger.

"Waiting for Scott"

"Yeah, so am I. We're suppoused to have dinner. I brought some extra. You guys hungry?"

"Yeah" I said with Derek in sync.

"No. We're not hungry" Stiles said. Did he heard the shit my stomach was doing?

"No, I'm starving" Derek argued.

"So am I" I said, looking at Derek then at Stiles.

"Neither of us are hungry" Stiles said. "Thanks though"

"Okay, well, if you're not hungry, Stiles, your friends can still eat with us" Rafael said. "What's your name?"

"De--" Derek got cut off by Stiles.

"Miguel. My cousin Miguel. From Mexico. So..."

They started to speak Spanish and my hands started sweating. I had no idea, well, I did, but he never knew how to speak so well.