Darkness

CH.3

The next moring when derek woke, he thought it would be nice if he cooked Stiles some breakfast. He scrambled eggs, fryed bacon, and made some pancakes. After Derek had finished making Stiles' breakfast, he brewed him some coffee. Not wanting it to get cold he left it in the pot. Derek put all of stiles' food of a metal platter tray so he could take it up stairs. He hoped Stiles would be happy that he had made him a "breakfast in bed" . Stiles had yet to wake up so Derek simply set the tray of breakfast on his bed side table along with a note. The note said:

Dear Stiles,

I know you have been through alot in the past year but be happy cause the present isn't so bad. I made you breakfast and I left coffee in the pot down stairs. Text me if you need anything. I know the passing of your mother must be hard, but I promise you will get through it.

-Derek

After writing the note Derek left, heading back to the loft.

Stiles woke with a cold feeling. He paniced realizing that Derek was no longed beside him. He glanced around the room. The smell of bacon wafting off his bed side table. He spotted the note and began to read. When he finished reading Stiles proceeded down stairs for his coffee.

The coffee was the perfect tempeture since it had been sitting in the pot for a while. He poured some into a mug along with a sugar cube and a dash of milk. After leaning against the counter sipping his coffee for a bit, he left for his bed room to eat the "bed in breakfast" Derek had prepared for him.

'What did last nights cuddle fest mean? Does Derek accually like me?'

Stiles pondered on this question for hours as he lay in his bed. He had his "sad songs :(" playlist from spotify turned all the way up. He blasted his music till Scott came over after school.

"come on, Stiles, hurry up we have to be at Derek's in fifteen minutes!", Scott exclaimed as I slowly pulled on some black skinny jeans and a nirvana shirt with a red hoodie. "why do I have to go anyways I'm not even a supernatural creature. I'm just little ol' weak Stiles who should just stay home." Stiles said back to Scott not wanting to leave his room. "exactally Stiles your weak so you would benifit by coming to a few training sessions at Derek's house." Scott said as walked out the door expecting me to follow.

Scott didn't notice the hurt expression that flashed across Stiles' face when he called him weak. He knew he was he just didn't expect Scott to say it to. Stiles quickly grabbed his keys to walk out to his jeep so he could drive him and Scott to Derek's loft. He really didn't feel like walking there today.

Once they arrived at Derek's loft you could hear yelling inside. Him and Scott made there way up the stairs and knocked on the door. Derek opened it with an angry expression, that instantly softened when he saw stiles. Stiles' eyes were still puffy and some what red from crying. Derek could still faintly smell the blood from last nights events. Derek smiles softly then frowned. He moved so Scott and Stiles could enter. Once they were inside they found the source of the yelling, Peter and Jackson were having a Screaming match over something stupid. once Derek reentered the main room he forced Jackson to sit, flashing his red alpha eyes at the boy who tried to argue about having to sit. He then made Peter leave and the loft was silent. Lydia sat beside Jackson and Scott followed with Issac right behind him. Erica and Boyd sat cuddled up on the floor, along with Allyson and Malia beside them. 

"You will run for two hours then meet me at the burnt Hale house and we will start some fight training. Stiles you will stay with me. We will be setting up at the Hale house. GO!" 

Everyone got up and ran out the door. Stiles stood there awkwardly as he waited for Derek. "Stiles!", Derek yelled from the kitchen," help me grab waters and put them into the cooler!"

Stiles drug his feet as he walked to the kitchen to help Derek. They silently packed the waters along with some lunch meat and bread for lunch. Stiles just wanted to go home and cry while listening to sad music," why am I here!",Stiles thought to him self as him and Derek walked out the door to drive to the Hale house and prepare for the training session later.

*Halo, sorry it took so long to update. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. VOTE AND COMMENT. I want to hear what you guys think of my book so far, I need some feed back. ALSO I was thinking about possibly starting a cake book soon? what do you thing? I ship Calum and Luke so hard no gonna lie lol. well until next time wolfys!!!*