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👧🏼❤️Derek Hale❤️👧🏼

this is kinda sad

You missed Derek, you hadn't seen him for a while and with all the weird things happening around the town you were getting worried about him.

You tried calling a few times but he wouldn't pick up, and you did try texting him but he left you on read, it was the only thing you had to let you know that he was okay.

Sitting on your sofa, you said as you rested your head on Peters lap, looking up at him as he placed his hand on your forehead.

"Does he want to break up...?" You asked softly.

"Absolutely not, that's the last thing he wants. He's just got a lot going on right now." Peter said.

He didn't look away from the TV and you frowned a little, turning your head to watch it as well.

You sighed, picking your phone up from the floor as you checked it before letting it fall back to the floor again.

"Is he seeing someone else?" You asked.

"Far from it."

You thought for a moment, he was definitely hiding something from you, you knew that.

Peter flicked his eyes to you, sighing a little.

"There's more to Derek than you think (Y/N), that's all I'm saying."

You nodded your head.

Maybe that was true, but how could you find out when he wasn't talking to you?

You spent the rest of the day thinking about it, and finally you figured out what you had to do.

You couldn't get Derek to talk to you or meet up so you decided to go to the loft, you had waited long enough and you didn't want to wait any longer.

You made your way to the loft and saw that the door was already open, and you were cautious as you approached it and stood in the doorway.

You looked around before slowly taking a step in, followed by another one until you were stood in the middle of the loft looking around.

"Derek...?" You called softly.

You heard a mumbled, and someone shuffled from around a corner, and Derek came stumbling out, covered in blood and cuts.

"Derek!"

You rushed over to him and caught him just before he fell to the ground.

With his weight, you dropped with him, falling to your knees as you moved him so he was on his back, head resting on your legs as you looked at all his injuries.

"It's okay I.. I'm going to call an ambulance.."

You tried to find your phone but you couldn't, and you realised your left it in your car around the corner and cursed yourself.

You looked at Derek frantically and he looked up at you, raising a hand, he brushed it against the skin of your cheek.

"You shouldn't be here..." he whispered.

"I wanted to talk..."

He smiled a little and sat up with a pained groan, despite your telling him to lay back down or asking where his phone was so you could call for help.

He sat on the couch and took his shirt off, using it to wipe some of the blood away from the slowly healing wounds and you walked over.

"They.. they're not bleeding?"

"I know, it's going to be fine but you should go." He sighed.

You shook your head, and walked over, but Derek quickly stood up pointing to the door.