Chapter 6
I groaned softly and snuggled deeper in my bed… wait my bed? I remember falling asleep in the bathtub. I jerked my head up and I saw I was in my room. I sat up and looked around, I got up and left something slide off me. I looked down and saw a towel around my feet and I was in the nude.
I gasped and rushed to put on underwear and sweats pants forgoing the shirt. I walked down the stairs, I saw a leather jacket on the coat rack, I turned into the living room, I froze when I saw to legs and feet sticking out of the couch. I look over the backrest and saw Derek shirtless asleep on my couch. My eyes raked over his chest and abs.
The phrase take a picture it last long cross my mind, Damn I should’ve got a camera. Derek shifted and I ran into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water and I stared out the window drinking the water.
I heard a shuffle of feet and turned my head and saw Derek in his shirtless glory, his hair messed up. I gulped and quickly swallowed the water.
“Morning,” I said.
He grunted and slumped in the chair.
“Not a morning person, I see.” I said.
Derek glared at me, but I could see his eyes looking at me as a whole. I shifted suddenly uncomfortable.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“I’ll get that,” I said and walked to the door.
I opened it, it was a UPS guy with a big box.
“Stiles Stilinski?” the guy said.
“Yeah?”
“Here,” he shove the box in my arms and walked away.
“RUDE MUCH!” I shouted after him.
I slammed the door and growled stomping into the kitchen and set the box on the table.
“What is it, smells old,” Derek said, I look at him he was wearing a shirt.
I opened the box and immediantly recognized that was in it.
“Oh my God it’s the Stilinski family heirlooms and history,” I said taking out an old journal, then and old photograph.
“Wait, what is this?” Derek asked.
I looked at picture, “That is my grandfather Alferic Stilinski I don’t know who the other guy is,” I took it out of his hands and flipped it over.
There was writing on the back bearly ledgeable
