The Untold Truth

Chapter 10: Depth in your Eyes

-Stiles-

I can't do anything. I get get a hold of him, he doesn't wanna hear what I have to say. I'm nothing to him now. I haven't moved moved in 3 months. 3 months since he's left. I tried to see if any other pack members can get a message across from me to him, but they all told me that they don't know where he is. I think it's one of those 'I do what my alpha tells me to do' things.

I'm so sad without him here. I need his body heat against my skin while we intimately give each other something we don't want any else to have. I haven't eaten at all. Last month, I even tried to stick a needle with kanima venom in it into my heart, hoping for a comma to soon get to me so I can be rid of this mess. Scott and Isaac had seen me and stopped me before I could. I can remember completely breaking down, falling to my knees, crying hysterically. I don't think I only love him. It's something different, it's like there will always be some sort of connection between us. I'm in love with him.

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All of these thoughts ran through Stiles' head over and over until he heard weeping coming from outside him window. He got up to see who was there but half way to the window it flew open. Stiles was startled and thought, if Derek was here, he'd do anything to protect me. They're back for me aren't they. I have to take care of myself now. I need to learn how to wisely use these powers. He began to back up with tears falling from his face to grab his metal bat that he'd always have handy. The weeping had stopped but he could here sniffles as if the person was still crying but was trying to be quiet. Stiles crept closer to the window, bat in hand. He thought he was half way there but in reality Stiles was still on the other side of the room.

Suddenly, someone tumble-rolled through the window and stood up to face Stiles. But Stiles dropped his bat remembering he had cat like abilities and reflexes. He got the chills at the sight of the person standing before him across the room. This person creeped Stiles out because all this guy did was stand there and sniffle and silently cry. "Who are you?" Stiles said. "Look, if you're here to take your anger out and try to kill someone, 1. you're in the wrong place and 2. instead, I can help you with your issues buddy. I'm going through something right now too." Stiles didn't get an answer from the stranger just sniffles. "My uh, my boyfriend left me." Stiles looked down trying to fight the tears. "Yeah, uh, I haven't gone to school. I haven't eaten. 3 months in this bed doing nothing but crying, you know? Try to imagine your real heart in your hands. Squish it, squeeze it, drain it of it's feelings. Yeah that's how I'm feeling right now. He's my everything and for him to just walk out of my life, you know it... it kills me."

There was silence. A complete silence that Stiles was confused how to feel about because it could either mean 'get ready to fight Stiles' or 'I feel ya man'. Stiles didn't want to take a chance. He just pulled out the claws and hoped for the best. The stranger dropped to their knees and slowly looked up. It was Isaac. Isaac?

"Isaac, what you doing here." They both stared at each other. Stiles noticed Isaac looked just like him, pale face, chapped lips, darkness around the eyes like no nutrition was put into the boys body. He sure Isaac was surprised to see how he looked. "What's wrong, Isaac?" Stiles walked up to him and helped him up. "I'm torn to pieces, Stiles. I've been keeping a secret from everyone and now I'm just completely broken down."

"What is it?" Stiles said trying to read Isaac's face. He seemed heart broken, like Stiles... most likely like Derek. "I... I like Allison." Stiles was completely caught off guard by this. Isaac told Stiles how he's had these feelings for a while now and that seeing Allison with Scott kills him inside everyday. Isaac just had a breakdown, he came to Stiles for help and he appreciated that. At least one person realizes that Stiles can feel... from Stiles. Not a damn sexy leopard.

When Isaac left that night, Stiles saw him regaining his strength. Isaac did ask him if he needed help, but of course Stiles told him no because Isaac knows exactly why Stiles is broken, why Stiles is so full of breathe even though I want that one person to take it away, why Stiles was now ill. He was so hungry, but he didn't allow himself to eat. Only if Derek could see how much Stiles, himself, actually cared.