Save me Sourwolf

2. Derek you have to breath!

Derek's point of view

It was almost 2 AM when I woke up because my phone was ringing. I already knew it would be Stiles, nobody else would be awake at the time. So I picked up my phone, ready to act angry at him. But instead, I heard his panicked voice talking about hunters. My heart suddenly started to beat a thousand times faster. Then the line went quiet, and just before the line went completely dead, I heard them. Hunters. 

I started to get panicked. I couldn't lose another person I loved. Yes, I love Stiles Stilinski, the hyperactive spaz with all of my heart. I had liked him since the night in the pool, but tried to hide it by "hating" him. I could never hate someone so perfect. 

And now he was in trouble, all alone. Isaac woke up soon and came to me. As soon as he saw my face, he ran to me, looking worried, while I screamed through the phone. He had lived with me for a couple years now, ever since his father died. And to be honest, I was quite happy I didn't have to be alone all the time. He was really my best friend, even though I felt like a brother to him. He was the only one who knew of my feelings for Stiles, he had noticed it a couple of months ago.

"Derek? What is happening? Is everything okay?" he asked me, as soon as the call ended. I didn't answer him, just fell to the floor, crying and breathing heavily. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I tried so hard, but I just couldn't, it felt like all the air suddenly just disappeared. 

"Derek! You have to breathe! Let's do it together, okay? Everything is going to be okay. Breathe in, and out. Yes, just like that" he tried, and soon my breathing was just a little faster than it should have been. 

"Stiles. We have to find them" I said, eyes glowing red, and I ran out to the night.

Stiles's point of view

I woke up, but couldn't see anything. It was so dark and I felt like my head was going to explode. I tried to get up from the cold floor, but my hands and legs were chained. Ughh, I am always the one in trouble. The door cracked and someone came in.

"Hello Stiles, I hope you slept well. You don't have to be scared, just tell us about your pack, and we will not hurt you" the man said in a cold voice.

"I will never do that." I just answered. I was always sarcastic but now my head was hurting, and I was pretty scared. I didn't know what they would do to me. Torture me? Kill me? I would never see my family, my pack again. I just prayed I would see Derek for one last time, to tell him that I loved him. 

"Maybe a week without food will make you change your mind" he just laughed and wlked out, slamming the door shut. I was completely alone. I didn't even notice I was crying before a small tear dropped to my shirt. Maybe this was the end of my story.