You must be asking. Why wouldn't Derek stop this madness and get the one he loves back in his arms.
Well I suppose it's hard to explain, Derek no matter how much he wanted to stop this and get Stiles back, he couldn't. Stiles seemed so happy in Derek's eyes. Ruining a feeling like that, breaking Stiles once again. Derek couldn't do that.
Striving too keep Stiles happy while torturing his heart Derek stayed there, he stayed with Stiles and Peter. He watched them but at the same time he looked at his feet more than he ever has.
Peter kissed Stiles, and when he did he made perfectly sure that Derek was near to see. He kept his eyes open during ever kiss when Stiles closed his.
Until that one faithful day. The day Stiles pulled away from Peter.
Let me tell you this little "story"
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Peter and Stiles were speaking, normal and happy. When Derek walked in sulking as usual and he sat on the worn down yet still fluffy couch.
Peter smirked slyly when he saw Derek, out of the corner of his eye. Peter grabbed Stiles and pulled him into a deep kiss. But there was something different about this kiss, Stiles kept his eyes open. He caught Peter with his eyes open as well.
Peter was shocked looking into the deep caramel brown eyes that belonged to the pale boy he was kissing. Keep in mind Derek was equally confused, as always he watched then. He saw everything happen, but it seemed to go by slow like rewind over and over.
Stiles pushed Peter off sending him back onto the small wooden chair. Peter hit the wall sending a echo through the old wooden house. Peter looked at Stiles confused.
"How dare you, you lier I never loved you! Your faking it! You've been faking the whole time!" Tears rolled down the broken boys pale cheeks, causing his brown eyes to become a little blood shot.
Derek got up from the couch causing a echoing creek throughout the house. he walked closer to Stiles, "Stiles y-you remember?" he held his arms out for a hug.
But Stiles dismissed Derek. "you're not any better! You lied to me! How could you? I trusted you Derek!!" Stiles screamed with utter rage but all that was seen through those eyes was hurt not rage, nor anger just pure hurt.
"S-Stiles I'm sorry....I......I thought you were happy" Derek kept calm, looking down into those wet eyes he melted down. He tried his best to explain.
"Happy? Happy!?!? I wasn't happy! I was confused! So confused it hurt my brain when I thought to much! I knew it wasn't true!" Stiles' voice cracked and Derek melted once more "if you just told me I would have understood Derek......" his voice got quiet yet high and broken "I would have. I swear"
"Stiles I'm sorry please" Derek begged and reached out to Stiles, But once again Stiles dismissed him. He gave him and tear filled look and walked away, he walked out the door of the Hale House and didn't look back. He put up his hood and before Derek could get outside Stiles was out of sight.
Derek wanted to Scream. He turned to find Peter.....But he was gone, he vanished. Derek broke down into tears, thank god he was alone. This just made him want to die. He was so stupid why didn't he say anything? Such a idiot, now he lost his love. The only person he will ever love is gone.
When Derek finally Stopped crying, he was completely still. He blocked out every sound, every movement with a wall of thought. he stayed there, sitting down for hours on end. All he thought was how he should have done something different.
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Love by the moon (sterek)
Werewolfwell this story has evolved. from a crazy twisted love story. Of sadness and a hurt Stiles. To Stiles making a serious decision. What possibly could happen next? You tell me.