Dirty Little Secrets (Derek Hale) (Teen Wolf) Slowly Editing

Chapter4

Candice's pov:

Ughh what the hell happened?

I try to get up, but I end up immediately collapsing on the floor. What the hell? It's feels like I've been hit by a freight train.

I look around and I'm unfamiliar surrounding, did Derek not succeed in getting me away from Peter?.... PETER! I crawl out of my bed over to the door and look out... Where am I? I glance back to where I was sleeping and the bed is covered in blood...Is that mine? I was about to try and get up again, but I feel dizzy and the fingers of darkness grab me and pull me back under once again.

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"What's wrong with her?" I hear a familiar voice demand.

"I think I know, but we have to wait for her to wake up to know for sure." Another voice says.

I try to raise my self out of bed and tell them that I'm fine but fail miserably. Why am I so weak? This time I just groan out of annoyance, and it actually works, they both rush over to my side.

"Candice, how ya feeling?" A dark skinned man asks, I think Scott mentioned him before... Dr. Deadle? No that's not right.

"Oh, uh, you know, it feels like I just got a paper cut." I tell them with over bearing sarcasm.

"Describe the pain please" Dr. D orders me, his wrinkles getting all bunched up.

"Burns, it's numb and... It feels like something really heavy like a house or a car is sitting on my lungs." I tell him, out of breath by the end.

"Okay, is that all?" Deaton asks carefully.

"Did I mention it burns?" I ask, man I feel like I'm in a hot tub, but someone keeps turning the temperature hotter an hotter.

"Okay, I'm going to apply this." Deaton says, not asking. He starts to rub what looked to be gel onto my wounds and-Holy hell!! It felt as if someone poured lighter fluid on my wounds and threw a match on it! God dammit! I start to scream and roll over on the bed, I feel arms grab me...Derek's arms, I yelp as another wave of pain hits me, why does this burn so damn badly?!

It almost felt like a trigger goes off and just like that I feel like I took a mass amount of pain killers, I feel as light as air itself. Derek gasps, and Deaton looks confused. What's wrong? Im dying, aren't I!?

"What?! What's wrong with me?! Why am I not turning?" I panic in one fast breath .

"Your eyes, they-y just flashed white." Derek whispers in disbelief.

"And to answer your second question... I don't think your turning." Deaton replies.

"Why? So I'm going to die? Or are you saying that Peter is going to try again?"

"I don't think he bit farth enough. No, your not dying, and we will try and make sure he doesn't go near you." Deaton explains.

"Gre-" I was cutt off mid sentence when a shooting pain went up my side. I wince and my breath hitches. I look at my nails, they are formed into claws, but then shrink back down almost immediately.

"Don't worry, in this situation, that's gonna happen." Deaton tells me calmly.

I lay back down and glance at Derek..he has a worried expression plastered on his face, then something hits me... School!!

"What about school?? And my mom!" I start to panic, what am I suppose to say? "Hey what's up mom, don't worry about this huge slash in my stomach, it was just a werewolf alpha trying to kill me?"

"Relax, if you apply the medicine I give to you, 4 times a day, once in the morning then at lunch, when you get back from school, and before you go to bed, you will be fine in a week. Until then just wear baggy clothes, and cover up as much as you possibly can." Deaton explains.