An Unexpected Turn { sterek }

Chapter 14

     *STILES POV*

It's been two weeks since I woke up in my closet with some of my clothes shredded. Over time, things of mine have come up shredded, but I don't say anything. No, I haven't gotten better and maybe even a little worse. I kinda just stopped caring. Besides with Derek. I love him and he will never feel the same. I started going to pack meetings again, because I want to just go on as normal as I can. Derek gives me glances every now and then and It's like we are back to the awkward aqaintences we were when we first meet. Lydia, Scott, and Isaac stop by every now and then. They usually don't stay long though. I haven't slept in three days. The night before those three, I got four hours at best. I have no clue how I am still standing.

*DEREK'S POV*

Lat week I got Peter to use my mothers claws so I could talk to her. I have been struggling with the Stiles thing and I just needed her advice. We talked for hours in my head. She told me to stop me to stop being silly and get over sadness, as hard as it may be, and try. It took some arguing, but I knew my mother was right, she always is. So thats how I got to about here. 

Stiles. STILES. Stiles.  He comes to the pack meetings and we always share awkward glances. He looks awful. He showers and eats, but it is quite clear that he doesn't sleep. At times I just want to him to fall asleep in my arms and we can lay there in peace. What Deaton and my mother told me about Stiles and I have been swimming through my thoughts more often then not.

He seems so... demoted. Everyone notices, no one says anything. I want to be there for him, but I feel like anything I say to him is just going to make it worse. I know it is my fault and that just make it so much worse. 

We have a pack meeting that starts in 10 minutes and I'm cleaning up the loft before the teenagers come and ruin it again. Isaac is up in his room with Scott already and I don't wanna know what they are doing up there together. I hear Lydia's car then Allison's, and finally the twins bikes. They all walk up together as if they planned their entrance. They all say hello then plop down on the couches. Isaac and Scott come down not long after and sit with everyone else.

I hear Stiles jeep and I have to try and control my heartbeat. Cleary I didn't do very well, because the wolves shot me a few glances. Scott is still mad for what I said, and I honestly I'm mad at myself. My wolf is mad at me. Stiles opens the door and holy shit.... He looks awful. He never looks great (in a healthy way, besides that he will always be gorgeous. Always.) Today is worse.  I can't quite pinpoint what is worse, but it's there and I want to hold him even more. He doesn't saying, just sits with everyone else. The pack looks at him then exchange nervous glances and I know that they can tell that something different too. 

                     "Now that Stiles is here, we can start." I say with low voice. I move into the living room and try to nonchalantly try and sit by Stiles. He winces a little, but doesn't move away. 

                     "So what is the issue this week?" Erica asks.

                    "Well thats the thing... There isn't an issue. No new animal thing, and it seems Kate isn't bothering Stiles anymore." I say and I want to pretend I didn't see Stiles shift a little in his seat. 

                    "Isn't that a good thing?" Ethan asks and I just hesitantly nod. 

We decide to just put on a movie for now. I don't watch though. I start to think how I can get Stiles to forgive me and maybe we could even go on a date or something. I mean after how bad it's hurting him and I maybe there needs to be a chance of something. He's not going to go out with me though, he probably hates me... I have to at least try. If I'm not even going to fight for him there is no point in even trying.

I sit there for a solid 20 minutes trying to get ready to ask him. I'm super nervous. I know the wolves can tell, because they keep giving me weird looks. I let out a shaky breath then tap Stiles' shoulder. He looks at me with worried face and I motion for him to follow me. I stand up and walk upstairs, knowing that Stiles is behind me. We make it to my room and I close the door behind him and I can tell he is nervous.

                 "What is it?" He asks with a small voice. It takes me a moment before looking up to me his whisky brown eyes. 

                 "I was uh... wondering is you wanted to go out to dinner sometime...?" I ask with red all over my face. Stiles looks unfazed, maybe even a little angry.

                 "You're kidding right?" He ask, voice cold. I slowly shake my head and I know what he is about to say, I have coming to me. 

                 "I have spent all this making an ass of myself for you. You who continues to brake me and my heart. You who rejects, criticizes, and thinks so little of me. Derek, between you and me, I currently hate you. Breaking my heart so many times then asking me out as if it is all okay? No. I can't just stop seeing you though, because I'm part of the pack and some people actually need me so I will nearly tolerate you." He says and there is a few tears running down his face. I feel his heart beat trip up when he says he hates me and I know he is lying. It still hurt, but I won't give up. I knew it wouldn't be that easy.

                 "I understand and you have every right to be pissed at me, but I won't give up. I will show that I care. I know over the past few months I have been a down right asshole, but I need to change that." I tell him and he rolls his eyes. 

                 "Good luck... you'll need it." He says before leaving. Not just my room, I can hear his jeep start up and he drives away. 

                              I'm not giving up.