Sterek : Unchained

Chapter 1: Released Secret

Stiles

I am sitting here in my room pacing like an idiot. I don't understand Scott. In fact I'm pissed. I'm so pissed I just wanna go up to his little punk werewolf ass and deck him right in his jaw, maybe then it'll straighten out. But I also want to just be there for him. Like, I understand why he did it, but the fact that he didn't bother to get my permission is what's really pissing me off. He's so stubborn, he thinks he can just do whatever he wants. I'm so frustrated.

*Scott I swear to God I will find you, hunt you down myself, and beat the living crap out of you if you don't pick up. Call me back. Like now.* My voicemail said.

I threw my phone a little too hard on the bed and it fell off. I laid down on my bed and reached down to grab my phone. There were no notifications, so I sat there laying down since there really wasn't any other thing to do but wait.

I couldn't just act on my emotions, I haven't taken enough Adderall to do that yet. I just need to relax and hopefully my dad will just come home. Afterall, he also isn't answering and he wasn't at the station when I went.

After a small nap on this Friday evening, I woke up to my phone blowing up. I sat up and immediately opened my phone.

I clicked on the first voicemail my thumb tapped.

"Stiles, you need to get to the loft. It's not looking good. Your dad.. I had to.. show him.. he... He's fine, just get here please, I don't know what to do." I was shocked to hear this coming from Derek. I immediately shot up and grabbed my keys to head to Derek's. I had no clue what I was walking in on, I am too focused on the panic in Derek's voice about my dad. My body was shaking in fear and anger.

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I made it to the loft and forced the door open to find Derek and Scott standing over my dad laying out cold on the couch. Right after the quick looks I recieved from both of them, I ran to him and my breathing became short.

"What did you do to him? Why is he knocked out? What happened to him?!" I asked frantically.

Derek gave a look over to Scott which then made my entire body feel on fire.

I rushed up to Scott and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" I yelled.

The force I had against Scott made me pin him to the wall. Scott just let it happen because he was guilty.

"Scott, I told you no, and what did you do? You just went ahead without me as if you were right, yeah? Cause you're a werewolf, you can do anything you want now, right?!" I was so angry at him.

I felt hands on my shoulders pull me away from Scott. I was too weak to fight back, so I let him go.

"Stiles, calm down. He's fine, just listen." Derek said in sort of an attitude. I shook him off my body and continued looking at Scott.

I never lost my eye contact with Scott, he on the other hand, couldn't bare to look at me after what he did earlier.

"Then what's wrong with him. What is going on?" I pressed.

"The sheriff is fine. After Scott told him about us- all of us might I mention" Derek looked to Scott with a scowl "he came to me to ask if it was all true. And Scott was following behind. When your dad asked for me to prove it, I shifted and as Scott walked in, well.. it looked like I was about to kill your dad. Scott then shifted to protect him from me and when your dad saw both of us like that, he passed out. That's it Stiles, calm down, it's okay." Derek explained.

I felt a lot better knowing this but I was still very upset at Scott. I didn't want him to tell my dad about the supernatural world we really live in. We could have lived our lives better without our parents knowing any part of this.