Chapter 9: Explinations

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-Stiles-

Yesterday, when Derek asked me how I got into his dream, I told him the special part. The biggest part, leaving out all of the specifics and details. But again, in his mind, everything is anything but good.

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"Well, um, you know the whole kidnapping thing?" I said nervously. "Yeah. I'm glad that's all over." He replied with a small smirk. I suppose it's because I'm back. "I should probably start off with a different question. Um, do you remember how Gerard had a bestiary and within the bestiary, there were hundreds of creatures unknown to regular man but known to those who are born or choose the life of a hunter?" I said rambling. "Uh, yeah, I guess." " Well during the time of my disappearance, I met creatures that I saw on one of the pages while searching for the kanima. I actually stop for a moment to look at the page and well, that's sort of the reason it took a while for me to--" I stopped and took a breathe, realizing that I had just been throwing word vomit. "Have you ever heard of wereleopards?" Derek looked at me confusingly like as if I wasn't myself.

"Yeah well, wereleopards are shapeshifters like werewolves but instead, they turn usually completely into a leopard. Some actions are the same as werewolves but they have more characteristics. Wereleopards are very seducing and conniving creatures to get what they need or want. This power takes over part of the brain where the self-consciousness and the thought of hate towards yourself lies. You suddenly become more confident than ever and definitely more beautiful." That's when he looked at my body. "But, some are graced with a gift like no other. A gift that sets them apart from the other creatures of their kind. One heard-of gift is dream chasing or dream jumping." Derek stopped me. "Where are you going with this?"

"I've told you that, now take another look at me. Longer hair that I style more often. More confident walk." Derek shook his head like a 'so what?'. "For God's sake! Derek we've had sex. Not to be incredibly specific but you liked my abs. I've tried for years to get abs and never got them. Do you think suddenly I'm just going to magically get abs?" He started to understand and was quiet trying to gather his thoughts. "So you're a--"

"Yeah..." There was a long pause and Derek looked away from me. This didn't sit well with him because he thought completely different of what I was trying to get across. But of course, with my rambling, he must have taken it the wrong way. " So... so you used me to save yourself?! You jumped into my dreams, toyed with my emotions to help your leopard-ass out of a sticky situation?!"

"Wow wow wow, Derek, you're taking this completely wrong. I didn't use--"

"I... I thought you had actual feelings for me." He interrupted.

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I went home after that hating myself for saying everything incorrectly and now, I don't think Derek will ever speak to me again. But that night ladies and gentlemen. Was the first night, I had ever seen Derek Hale...

cry.

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