The next morning, I walk into the room which was now considered the gym, staring at where the punching bag use to be. Good job you fucking retard. What else was there in here? There are some bars screwed into the wall which are probably for pull ups... There are weights of all sorts, they kind of looked a bit old, probably from Derek's house. I suddenly feel my phone vibrate as I receive a text. It's from Scott?
'Hey, Stiles and I were thinking of coming and visiting.' It reads.
'Sure? Any specific time?' I reply. After waiting for a minute he finally replies.
'Is one thirty fine?' He asks as I look at the time now. It was now eleven and it was going to take them some time to get here so one thirty should be fine.
'Yeah, one thirty is good. See you then' I text as I then lock my phone. I leave the room ready to come back to it soon. I enter the room seeing Derek going through his phone, still lying in bed.
"Morning" I mumble as he looks up over to me.
"Morning baby" He yawns as I lean over kissing him.
"Stiles and Scott are coming over at one thirty" I tell him.
"Oh are they?" He mumbles acting surprised.
"Yep" I say popping the 'p'.
"I might exercise for a bit before they come" I tell him as I tie my hair up.
"Alright babe, I might come in and join you later" Derek states as I change into a sports bra and shorts. I wander into the gym walking straight up to the blow up punching bag I found amongst Derek's stuff. My fingers touch the thick material before I decide to wrap my knuckles with some bandages to help stop them from bruising so quickly though they usually disappear because of the way I heal. I begin lightly punching the bag not wanting to tire myself out so fast, but soon my fists were colliding with the bag harder than I had ever punched before. It felt nice having that tingle sensation run through my fist every time they collided with the bag. I quickly stop, wiping my forehead with my forearm. I hold the punching bag still, stopping it from moving. Though it was only a blow up punching bag, it was rather tough. I pant softly as I leave the bag and wander over to the pull up bar. I stare at the wall before looking up at the bar. I crack my neck before jumping up and gripping onto the metal. I do my first chin up finding it easier now that I'm stronger; thank you wolf strength.
"I have such a great view" Derek's voice suddenly spooks me as I drop to the ground turning to him leaning against the door frame. A smile spreads on my face seeing him there as I begin to walk up to him.
"I've gotten stronger" I say as I flex my tiny arm muscle.
"You sure have" He smirks squeezing my arm.
"No! You're doing it wrong, you have to lightly poke it, like this" I explain as I flexing my arm again as I poke it with my left hand.
"Oh yeah look how massive you are!" He gasps sarcastically poking my arm.
"They're not as good as these though" Derek comments as he flexes both of his arms.
"Yeah but you work out like everyday" I mumble placing my hands on his flexed arms. To be completely honest, it turns me on every time he flexes. Whether that's his jaw flexing when he's mad or whenever he works out.
"I love it when you flex" I bite my bottom lip smiling up at him.
"I love it when you bite your lip" He mutters picking me up as I wrap my legs around his waist as he presses me against the wall.
"Wait Derek" I mutter as he begins to kiss my neck.
"Derek please I can't" I begin to breathe fast as if I was hyperventilating though I knew I wasn't. I push against his shoulders as he continues to kiss at my neck, biting it softly.
"Please stop..." I whisper I begin to feel myself cry as I hit my head against the wall, still pushing at his shoulders, trying to get away from him.
"What's wrong?" He finally retrieves from my neck.
"Too soon" I push him away as he places me back onto the ground. I put my hands on my arms, rubbing them up and down.
"Oh Marzia I'm so sorry" He mumbles.
"It's okay" I lie through a whisper.
"I'll... I'll go make us a coffee..." He says not sure what else to say. I nod my head slowly as he leaves the room. I stare at the opposite wall having all these emotions run through me. I love Derek. I love him. I want to give him things I am capable of and what he deserves from me. But I just can't. Not now anyway... I walk to the entry of the room as I look at all the equipment in the room. I close the door so I was now standing my hallway. I walk through the hallway to the stairs as I go downstairs to where Derek was in the kitchen.
"I just finished making yours" He mutters handing me a mug as I lean onto my elbows against the kitchen bench.
"Thank you" I say. Silence comes between us Derek makes himself a coffee. I wanted to say everything that was on my mind but I found it difficult to. I felt as if Derek was the same. All these unheard words he wanted to express but not knowing how to.
"You moved away from your uncle, your friends, your pack; just to be with me." I begin as I stare down at my coffee.
"You know I'd do anything for you"
"I believe we can live a normal life. Do things any other young couple do. Travel, struggle with tax, be judged by older people. Sure being werewolves is a bit of a bump in the road but what kind of life is worth living if the road is just... flat... I do love you Derek. I keep telling myself I need to get stronger and the only way I can is to live my life. And I want to live it with you" I explain to him as he watches me deeply.
"I don't care what we do. I just want you to know all I want in life is to be happy and I know you do to" I say.
"If you want a normal life, I will give it to you." He states.
"You promise?"
"I promise. From now on, you will live the life you've always wanted. We'll travel, in a few years you can give college another try and before you know it you'll be the teacher you've always wanted to be." He says to me.
"I love you" I smile softly as I walk over to him and hug him tightly.
"I love you too" He replies kissing my forehead.
"One completely normal life coming up" He whispers as I pull back looking up into his eyes. He may not be perfect, yet neither am I. We are two odds which you think would create an even couple but that's far from it. We are two odds that create an explosion of a couple. The first day he had ever met me, he wanted to turn me. But the more he got to know me, the more he wanted me to be normal. When I first him, I wanted to turn his life upside down by coming in and fucking with his emotions. But the more I got to know him, the more I wanted to let him have a normal life. We both wanted the same thing for one another though we clashed and caused even more problems for each other. We may not be perfect but if Derek says to me he's going to give me a normal life that includes him; that's all that matters. I trust him that he will keep his word and I believe he will want to give me everything I desire in life.
And I hope one day he can.
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