Caged Up (Sterek)

Chapter Two

//Stiles//

I woke up the next morning to someone charging in and practically breaking my bedroom door down, I sat up and opened my eyes to a bloody Derek with Scott to his left “what the hell..is he oka-“ I was cut off by Derek collapsing to the floor “take that as a No” I untangled myself from the cotton sheets and tumbled out of bed barely catching myself, Scott grabbed his forearm I grabbed his other we picked him up and dragged him to the floor his feet dragging along on the carpet him being passed out I strongly dislike Derek as it is, I yanked back the shower curtain “so the plan is on the count of three we have to lift him in, turn on the cold water and hopefully it will wake him up?”

I had my eyes fixated on Derek’s blood stained face not to even mention the fact that he looks like a total mess, his hair was everywhere his breathing was slow, his clothes mangled as if someone either didn’t want him to wear them or they really wanted to hurt him,

Scott coughed then cleared his throat to get my attention “dude, I found him outside your house sleeping by his car and he looked like this”

I ran my fingertips along the tub tapping them with anticipation, he blinked twice before leaving the bathroom, not even two minutes passed and Derek opened his eyes screaming like a mad man, almost like he was having a panic attack, he was gasping for air and getting up he stepped out of the tub and stumbled around my room “C-Cora!” he yelled before collapsing to my knees, his eyes were all over the room “shit, Derek!” I got up and walked over to him I sat in front of him and took his hand in mine, he looked at me slowly breathing normally again “Scott had to go to take his mom to work, what the hell, man” I looked at him, his eyes were watering, tears brimming on the urge of falling, before they could, Derek Hale wiped his tears away quickly “I-I have no idea what happened I was fine..I was on my way here almost to your house Stiles and something hit my tire, I swerved into your driveway and something pulled me out of my car, he smelled awful, this thing, he had a weird odor the kind that would make you sick with senses like mine, he looked like death, anyway..he threw me to the ground and I couldn’t move, it was like I was under a spell..” he mumbled, I stood up quickly and ran over to the papers that were taped up and still around my room “my dad said he’s dealt with people whose victims witnesses say they couldn’t move while being attacked by nothing but there isn’t anything happening within a 70 mile radius other than that were talking about Twenty-five Victims”

Derek wasted no time, he was right behind me, he had his chin hovering over my shoulder peering over at the paper his eyes focused on something other than the paper, me “uh..Derek, buddy we had this discussion? Personal space” I muttered he took a step back and threw his hands up in surrender “so this thing..I’m guessing I was his Twenty sixth victim..” Derek scratched his stubble and turned so his back was facing me I frowned a little concerned for Derek, he didn’t deserve this I mean sure Derek was a compulsive asshole but I mean he has a soft side, “der..uh you’ll be okay” I said softly setting the paper down, I walked over to where he was, he was sitting on my bed cradling his head in his hands “what did you just call me?” he now looked at me his emotions were unreadable, but I could tell in his voice he’s grouchy “I called you Derek?” I raised an eyebrow “no you called me Der..” he said blinking twice “I didn’t mean too..sorry” I said wiping my sweaty palms off on my pajama bottoms, he let out a slight noise that I’m thinking he meant for it to be a laugh “don’t be sorry, you can call me that” Derek stood up and walked into the  bathroom “get back to sleep I’ll be fine”

With that I nodded with no arguments I lied back pulling the  covers to my chin, a couple of minutes of silence went by and there was a thud in the bathroom “Derek? You okay?” I called out, I untangled myself from the sheets and I heard the water turn on “fine” he called back