Chapter 17

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Derek POV
Later that night we were just finishing dinner. Stiles was putting the dishes in the sink and I was putting the rest of the food away.

"Hey, babe..."

"Yeah, Der?" He asked.

"You never told me what happened with your MRI and that thing your mom had..." I said. I heard him drop something in the sink.

"I uh..I don't know...I don't want to talk about it." His voice was shaky like it gets before he starts to cry.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up." I said, hugging him from behind.

"It's fine." He said, leaning into me.

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The next day he asked me to drive him home. He was supposed to stay longer but I wasn't going to force him too. The drive was silent for the most part aside from the radio which was playing quietly.

"They think I have it.. " Stiles broke the silence. I didn't say anything knowing he'd continue. "What my mom had." He looked at me.

"Oh.." I said quietly.

"Scott's mom said it doesn't look like anything started yet..but when it does..." he trailed off. I bit the inside of my cheek. "I'm scared, Derek." His voice cracked and he let out a sob.

"Baby, no." I pulled over. "Everything is going to be okay." I pulled him into a hug.

"Derek I'll die. I haven't even graduated! I don't want to die yet!" He yelled into my shoulder. I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything at all. "Why do bad things keep happening?"

"Stiles, It's going to be okay. Everything will be okay."

"I had a dream last night that you gave me the bite." He said, pulling away. I rubbed my thumbs under his eyes getting rid of his tears.

"I told you I won't do that." I said.

"I don't want you to...but it'll save me. I won't have to leave you. We can grow old and have kids and grandkids and a dog that we hate but can't get up the nerve to get rid of because he's family." He started.

"Stiles..." I sighed.

"Please, Derek. If I do have it and I end up dying in the hospital and I ask you. Do it. Please. Only then." He begged.

"You could die." I said holding back tears.

"I'll die without the bite. It's a chance and if I want to take it, please, let me take it."

I nodded, "Only if it ever gets to that point. Only then."

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