NIGHTMARE | Scott/Stiles

Basically, Everything's Shit

Do u remember when I said that my family is complicated?..Somehow..it just keeps getting more and more complicated.

Peter still stood in front of an angry derek and a shocked Marisa
"U haven't told her" he realized by Marisa's expression after what he had just said. She looked at derek who she was now stood next to instead of behind

"What's he talking ab?" She asked

"U seriously haven't put the pieces together?" Peter asked making her look at him "he's protective over u, wants to be there for u, watch over u.." he chuckled
"he's got a picture of u in his wallet" he pointed out.

"Yeah, and he refuses to tell me why" marisa stated, annoyed "so could one of u spit it out?" She asked. Peter smiled

"U don't see the resemblance?" Peter asked her. Marisa furrowed her brows and looked at derek "16 years ago, Derek's father had twin daughters by another women.." he spoke and marisa listened with a furrowed brow

"he took both of his new born daughters and separated them, leaving them with two different families. U ended up with a couple who was just moving into town..idk where ur sister ended up, but..she's probably still out there somewhere. But either way, the night u were born, the night u were given to ur adoptive family, was the night u three got lost in the snow in the woods and crashed. Ur mother died from the collision of the tree to the car.." as he spoke,

Marisa's eyes watered slightly but she wore an angry expression. Her phone started to ring and she glanced down at it to see calins name. Marisa declined it as Peter continued "now..I don't know who ur mother is..or where ur sister could be. But..I do know that u r our family." Peter told her, gesturing between himself and Derek

"She is not ur family" Derek fumed and Peter chuckled

"But she's yours and ur mine..and..I think she's really got the Hale fire, dont u?" Peter asked with a smile "I mean, look at her" he gestured to Marisa "the dark hair, the mean glare, the family issues. And maybe the reason she's done so we'll adapting to being a werewolf is because it's in her blood to be one" he shrugged.

Marisa had turned around and stepped away with a confused expression as she replied everything Peter had just told her in her head and tried to make sense of it. She turned around

"How long?" She asked Derek making him turn and look at her. He wore a guilty expression "how long have u known?" She asked angrily

"I found out when u came to New York" Derek answered and Marisa gasped slightly, looking around in shock "and I came here almost immediately Marisa"

"Why didnt u just tell me?" Marisa asked angrily

"Ur going through a lot Marisa.." he told her and Marisa scoffed "I didn't wanna add more to it"

"R u kidding me?!" Marisa yelled, looking at him with a mixture of anger and sadness on her face "do u know how...relieved...I am?" She asked him.

Derek looked at her confused "my dad's gone..ok?..he's never coming back...and he's...he's never been there. Ok?..mason doesn't give a shit ab me..and I've known them my entire life. My entire life, they haven't had a single care in the world for me...." She paused and pointed at him "but you've only known me for a few weeks..and u care more than they ever have. And I've been nothing but a bitch to u.."

"Rightfully so, I will say" Peter shrugged and Derek and marisa ignored him.

"What? U were just gonna let me believe I was all alone?!" Marisa scoffed angrily as her eyes watered. Derek sighed

"I was gonna tell u"

"When?" Marisa asked

"When all of this.." Derek gestures to Peter and then looked back at her "was over" he answered. "I was gonna tell u, ok?" He told her. Marisa looked at him, not knowing what she was supposed to say..or think. She turned around and sat down in the chair leaning against the wall and crossing her arms as she processed