I Hate You!? - Sterek (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6: Traffic

Authors Notes: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out I can try and get chapters out more frequently but I wouldn't count on that if I were you.

Derek's Pov:

I had an idea of who it was but I wasn't sure. After they said "Ha.. I want you Stiles." I knew exactly who it was.

"Peter." I growled. Stiles looked at me with the most confused look.

"Ah my nephew, I told you I would find out. Well I have to go, bye bye." He said.

"Wait!! How did yo-" I was cut of by the beeping, meaning he hung up.

"What does he mean by I told you I would find out? What did he find out?" Stiles asked. I looked at him, debating if I should tell him the truth or not.

"It's nothing" I lied.

"WELL IF I WAS NOTHING THEN WHY DID PETER TAKE MY BEST FRIEND AND SAY THAT HE WANTS ME!?" Stiles yelled getting upset. I looked at him and I felt so bad. It's my fault that Scott got taken and that peter now wants Stiles. If I would have just not gone to Deaton's, none of this would be happening. I slam my hand down out of frustration. Stiles look changed from upset to concern.

"Derek calm down, It's going to be okay." Stiles tried to comfort me.

"NO, IT'S NOT! It's my fault that you and Scott are in this situation." I said.

"H-how is this your fault? What did you do?" he asked. I looked over and gave him a sympathetic look.

"That the thing I didn't do anything." I said.

"Just tell me why." Stiles said getting impatient.

"I can't. If I tell you, you will be in more danger." I said.

"If I don't know then I could get hurt worse!" Stiles said having a good point.

"Do you want to save Scott or not." I asked

"YES!" He said with a duh voice.

"Then let's go!" I said while walking out the door. Stiles rolled his eyes and followed me to his jeep.

"How are we going to find him anyway?" Stiles asked.

"I have his scent." I stated

"Oh okay." I saw Stiles visibly relax. He started the jeep and pulled out of the drive way. How did Peter find out that stiles is my mate? I haven't told anyone. Did he force it out of Deaton? Ugg, Why did this have to happen. Why did I have to have such a fucked up uncle. Why does Peter want me to be miserable. Just think about what Peter could do to Stiles makes my wolf howl. I was too into thought to notice Stiles talking to me.

"... And that's my plan. Do you like it? Derek are you listening to me?" Stiles asked looking over at me.

"Uh.... sorry stiles I wasn't listening." I tell him honestly. I decided not to tell him the reason why. He might question it.

"UGHH. I hate traffic!" Stiles said as we come to a complete stop, getting distracted off the conversation, which I am glad for. I look back at Stiles to find him concentrating on driving. He would occasionally lick his lips in frustration. I laugh at his anger. His head snapped in my direction. I was surprised at his sudden anger towards me, but when I looked into his eyes I could see a little bit of humor in them.

"Oh? So you think my anger is funny do you?" Stiles asked raising an eyebrow and taking his eyes off the road. I looked at him with a questioning look.
"Yes I am, what are you going to do about it?" I ask with amusement in my voice. Just as he was about to answer I hear a bunch of honking. I look behind Stiles to see a car coming straight at us.
"Stiles WATCH OUT!"

Sorry not sorry, I like my cliff hangers.