Now if I was being completely honest with myself, I would have said the pack used me. But , Scott was my best friend... right? I hadn't been to pack meetings in awhile, and I just figured that they weren't having them or just forgot to invite me.... I was wrong.
"Stiles, pack meeting at 8 ,Derek's loft, see you there. -Scott"
"Finally." I mumbled to my self. I looked outside to see the snow falling. I grab my phone off the desk ,and my red hoodie off the back of my chair. I get to the door and grab my keys out of the wooden bowl on the table. When I get to my Jeep I check the time on my phone....7:40. "Don't break down on me, baby." I say patting the dash.
"Its Stiles, let me in!" I say knocking on the door. I wait a couple of seconds before I see Isaac open the door. I mouth a thanks before turning around to see everyone looking at me. "What?"
I say looking at Scott and Derek.
"Your out of the pack." I stare at Derek hoping that it's just a joke. That's when I know I should have never hid my identity. "Your too weak. You'll only slow us down." If only they new.
"Just wait, Scott. You'll need me. And when you do, I'll be long gone."
"Sure, Stiles."
With that I turned and left. They needed me. They just wouldn't realize that until it was too late. The only ones I might forgive is Allison and Lydia, at least they looked sorry.
