Chapter 3

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I wake up by the sound of my phone. I sit up in the bed and drag the phone to me, I got two texts;
Scott: hey bro, what happened yesterday?
And one from Derek: I'm sorry for last night.. Hope we can put it ALL behind us.

I exhale. Derek wants to put it behind us... What if I don't? And how could I ever face Derek again? And I then I start drifting in my own thoughts. I imagine me and Derek kissing and then he carries me to his bedroom, and he lays me down in his kingsize bed and... But in the middle of my daydreaming my dad comes in.

"Finally you're awake" he smiles, "you need to hurry to school" he added, "uhm? What time is it?" I ask my dad, "well, it's 7 minutes till school starts so you bet.." But before he finishes the sentence and hurry up and run downstairs.

I grab some random clothes and take a slice of the bread and I quickly eat it. I look at the clock and I got 5 minutes left.

I run to the jeep and start the engine and drive away.
I decide to text Derek back. I find my phone while I'm still driving, I know it's a risk but I have done it before. I start typing:
Hi Der, (I hope it's okay if I call you Der) well, I saw your text.. And I don't know if you want to forget it or not, but I don't want to, I don't know why you even CAN forget it, but I CANT, okay? I just can't.

Should I send this? What if he gets mad at me and never want to see me again?! What if we block my number and starts ignoring me! "Ugh!" I shout, still not knowing what to do.

Suddenly a deer jumps in the way, and I try to stop the car but it won't stop! I throw my phone away not knowing that I accidentally pressed 'send'. But that didn't matter because just seconds afterwards, a huge trailer comes fast toward me, and the last thing I hear is myself screaming.

Derek's POV:
I sit in my coach in my apartment. It's lonely to sit here alone, and a bit depressing.
And the only thing I can think of is Stiles and the text I sent him.

But just minutes after my phone beeps.
I got a message, from Stiles;
Hi Der, (I hope it's okay if I call you Der) well, I saw your text.. And I don't know if you want to forget it or not, but I don't want to, I don't know why you even CAN forget it, but I CANT, okay? I just can't.

Wow, I think. Maybe I was wrong about Stiles. Maybe i should invite him over again, you know, to talk.

But then I get a text from Scott. It says:
You need to get to the hospital! Now!

I reread it a couple times, what does Scott mean?
I decide to go, I grab my jacket and hurry out.

I get to the hospital and look for Scott. And I finally see him.
"Hey what's going on?" I ask him, "it's about Stiles.. He's.. He's hurt" Scott says worried, "what! What happened!" I nearly shout. "He got hit by a trailer while driving" Scott replies, "shit shit shit" I say while I put my hands on my head.
"Is he okay?" I ask, "he's in surgery now..they aren't sure if he's gonna make it..." And I nod back.

I need to sit down. It's like the whole world is fading. "Are you okay Derek?" Scott says blurry, "no, no it's not" I cry.
And then I run out of the hospital.

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