Ever-Changing.

Chapter 1

"Derek, dammit where are you?" I yelled as his phone went to voicemail yet again. Like seriously when you find out your boyfriend who you thought was dead is really alive, you'd be pretty pissed too if they didn't contact you. Anyways I made my way to Derek's loft hoping he would be there. I saw a women walk by with flushed cheeks and bed-head that practically screamed "I just got laid!" Rolling my eyes I didn't bother questioning the women when actually I probably should seeing as Derek was the only one who owned the building. I would really regret not remembering that later.

I hate these damn stairs as I finally made it up to the loft not even bothering to knock I just walk in.

"Look I know I said I'd call you but seriously you just left, am I really that hard to resist?" Derek said with his back facing me.

"Excuse me?" I said with my eyebrows rising. He quickly turned around his face full of emotions but the ones that stood out most were surprise and guilt?

"Wha-What are you doing here?" He stuttered out as he got a hold of himself.

"Well I came to find my boyfriend who I thought was dead, but the real question is what are you doing here? How did you get here?! Why didn't you call me!" I started to get angry and he noticed considering the winds in the room began to rise.

"Babe please calm down. I uh was gonna call you, I just um wanted to heal myself up a bit." He sounded nervous, Derek Hale is never nervous! Why is he avoiding my eyes.. holy crap is he actually trying to lie to me right now?! Clearly now not believing him I let my eyes skim about the room. My eyes focused on the bed that was clearly messed up. Badly. But what really caught my eye was a piece of clothing under the sheets lightly peeking out. confused I walked towards the bed. Derek looked up at my sudden movements and tried to stop me. I simply shoved him out of my way.

"Desiree please don't, I-" I already picked up the sheet revealing a.. thong? Wait what?!

"What the hell is this?!" I yelled.

"Desiree please, I uh messed up." HE told me sadly. With those words my mind clicked the pieces together. The girl leaving the building Derek only lived in, the guilty expression, the bed, and oh god the thong.

"Yo-You cheated on me! What the actual fuck! I was fucking crying and worried sick about you! I thought you died and I was going out of my fucking mind! Then when I heard there might be a chance you were alive I allowed myself to have hope for you..For us! I was looking everywhere for you but you were here rolling in the sheets with some slut! Did our relationship mean that little to you? HUH?! DID IT?!" my voiced cracking towards the end and tears tricked down my face.

"I'm so sorry Des.. I love yo-" I cut him off.

"Don't Derek just don't! I don't want to hear that! if you really did love me you wouldn't have fucking cheated! I went against all my beliefs for you! I gave up practically everything got you! All because I loved you! And this is how you repay me?! I tried so damn hard in this relationship ! but that obviously doesn't matter to you. I'm so done Derek. so damn done." I chocked on my last words, "We're done Derek." His head that was down in shame instantly snapped up and he rushed to me, grabbing my hand.

"No Desiree, you don't meant that, you're just angry. please lets just talk this out." he tried reasoning with me. I snatched my hand back tears welled up in my eyes again.

"There's no coming back from this Derek! I cant ever trust you again. We're done and I don't ever want to see you again." I spoke looking his dead in the eye. With that I moves passed him and walked out of the loft not sparing a glance back. I was so done with Derek Hale.