The Bravest of the Pack (Sterek)

Part twenty three

"YOU LET HER GO?!"

"Damn it," Derek said, pinching the bridge of his nose, "I thought you were gonna react like this Scott"

"Well... Yeah! How else was I meant to?" Scott snapped, crossing his arms tightly against his chest. Derek sighed, he was too tired for this shit.
Scott huffed a harsh breath out of his nose and walked over to where Derek was leaning on the wall.

"It's gonna be okay," he said, patting a hand on his shoulder, "everything will work out. It always does" Derek stood up off the wall and pulled Scott into a hug.

"Thanks, Scott" he felt him pat his back as they hugged. He was thankful Scott wasn't being a dick about him needing a hug.
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Stiles pulled his shoes on and tied the laces. He almost felt a laugh rise up out of him. His life had done a complete 180 on itself, and now, when he should be getting some rest, he was heading out of his house again that night.

He grabbed his car keys from a hook near the front door and made sure to lock up behind him.

The jeeps door slammed shut behind him, but instead of starting the engine, he just sat still. His hands leaning on the wheel. Where was he going to go? It was almost 5 in the morning. His dad would be home soon.

Without thinking, he started the car and pulled out of his driveway, heading to Derek's house.