Gone Girl ━━ Derek Hale [2] [Completed]

[09] Reacting to Chemistry

[09] Chapter Nine

Reacting to Chemistry

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"Thanks Stiles." Clara smiled softly as he handed her a mug of hot chocolate. She sat on the edge of Stiles' bed with her legs crossed and shoes off. Stiles had led her into his bedroom and allowed her to cry for about ten minutes without any questions. But now she was finally calm and there were no tears although her face was puffy and pale. Never in her life has she let herself be this vulnerable in front of anybody.

"No problem." He said before kneeling down in front of her, "What happened? I don't think I've seen somebody cry more than you have."

Her face flushed in embarrassment until quickly frowning, "I found out that my parents died because they broke a deal between them and the hunters."

"What kind of deal?"

"A deal that my parents wouldn't have children. They broke it by having me and my brother and now they're dead." Her voice was raspy as tears began to well up once again.

"Clara, I'm so- wait, what, brother?" Stiles gaped at her, thinking that he had heard her wrong. Brother, she had never ever mentioned that she has a brother.

The werewolf chuckled, fumbling with her thumbs, "Yeah, my older brother Ian. He died a year before my parents did."

Stiles didn't speak, hell he didn't know how to respond. He always felt bad for Clara since she had no parents but also losing her brother, that was a major hard-ship. "I'm sorry. Probably don't want to hear that."

"Not only was Tate keeping a majorly important secret from me but moments before, Derek and I broke up." Clara explained. She felt like another childish teenager, wining about boy drama all of a sudden.

His eyes widened, "What, why?"

"He cheated on me by kissing Erica." She whispered like she was ashamed or embarrassed.

"Always knew the son of bitch would screw up." He chuckled but once Clara didn't laugh back, Stiles knew she was in no mood for humor, "Look, Derek's an asshole and you don't deserve that kind of treatment or that pain. In fact he doesn't even deserve you."

"Thanks Stiles." Clara was able to crack a grin before sipping onto her hot co-co and blinking away all the tears. "Beside the whole Derek situation, Tate lying to me by keeping the most important secret away from me. God, I don't even want to look at him. He was the only I had left and now I feel like I lost him in a way."

"Now I lost everyone. " She continued, "And now all I have is this sadness and anger and-"

"Me." Stiles thoughtfully interrupted, "You have me. You have been there for me and Scott since the beginning of all this. You've help us so much whether or not you believe that. Come to me, whenever you want, I'll be here for you."

Clara just kept looking at him, seeing and almost feeling the genuine that had filled his words, "Thanks Stiles."

Stiles smiled widely and sat next to Clara, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her into him, Clara lying her head on his shoulder. In all her lifetime, she's never had a true friend. She's never had a friend that promised they would be there for her and comfort her. She's never had this level of compassion handed to her.

But as she lied her head on his shoulder, all thoughts of Derek, Tate and the betrayal she's felt all vanished. A certain idea flowed into her mind that she couldn't shake. An idea that was simple and easy, something that she could have but wondered if she actually wanted it or not.