The Bitten (sterek)

Chapter 3- Stolen

Stiles P.O.V

I heard the door slam really loudly.' I guess they finally left well I hope at least one did I mostly want it to be Scott if you know what I mean' I thought to myself. But I was to busy on my computer playing World Of War Craft that I didn't bother to see if I was alone in my house or if I still had company.

      "OH COME ON, DIE YOU STUPID MOTHER-" I got interrupted by chuckling. I whipped my head behind me....no one. I looked at door to find Derek leaning against my door frame chuckling but covering his smile with his hand."You know you look cute when your angry" he said I looked down at the floor rubbing the back of my neck.

   "Why don't you just admit you like me." he said. My heart started racing faster and faster I could have sworn that it exploded.

     "What are you talking about?" I managed to say without studdering which was really hard because my face was heating up. I knew I was blushing.

   "You like me and its so obvious because one your blushing like crazy and look like a tomato. Two your heartbeat is skyrocketing." Derek said with a cocky voice walking towards me but then he stopped half way with a worried look on his face. "Somethings wrong....Scott."

"Wait what about him, what's wrong with Scott!!?" I screamed getting really close to Derek and not realizing it. "WHAT ABOUT SCOTT!!?" I screamed "I just heard his heartbeat and it was speeding up quickly then slowed down like he went to sleep. This is bad this is really bad." He ran out the room like a bullet heading towards the front door. I ran after him we whined up in my parking lot. Derek was kneeling on the pavement looking at his hands as they start to tremble. I walked towards him and saw his hands cover in blood. There was a little puddle of blood and a trail of it leading out the drive way ending at the curb of the sidewalk. "Scott were are you" I whispered holding the tears back.

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