Stiles POV:
Me and Scott were on our way to school.
-"Excited for a new school start?" Scott said and smiled at me.
-"Nope. Not. At. All..." I said and sighed.
We kept on walking slowly.
Suddenly out of no where this giant black shadow jumped at us and I think I almost pooped my pants.
And of course there's Derek standing standing right in front of us with a big grin on his lips.
He then started laughing loudly and his whole body "jumped" as he did.
-"Dude, what the fuck?!" I said and pushed him on the shoulder.
Scott just stood there and laughed quietly.
I think he already heard Derek coming or something, and that's why he didn't get scared.
Derek stopped smiling then he looked at his shoulder and then quickly back at me.
He had that grumpy cat, angry, sourwolf, I'm going to kill you look on his face.
"Omg I'm gonna die"
I thought to myself while he started right into my eyes whiteout blinking.
I got really scared, and I don't know why. Because I know he's not actually going to kill me, right?
-"Derek hey? Stop with the death stare, okey?" Scott said and waved his hand in front of Derek's eyes.
-"You were scared, Stiles." Derek said and laughed once again.
-"Uh, just to make that clear. I was not scared!" I said while Scott literally dragged me to school.
-"Oh, yeah. I totally get it Stiles. Because that's what your smell told me too." Derek said and grinned.
I just sighed and kept on walking to school with Scott.
Well, that was incredibly embarrassing.
Like this is the moments that I hate the most.
I hate always feeling like the human that always needs to be saved.
Derek scared me and the he smelled my emotions and shit without me knowing. Scott then literally dragged my body to school just because he's much stronger. I don't know I just feel weak and worthless sometimes.
I like want to feel strong and powerful so I can actually protect myself if something happens to me.
Oh gosh, I do really sound like Allison.
Anyway, school passed my pretty quickly so I went home.
I jumped in my Jeep and started driving.
After like two minutes of driving I start to hear this low groans coming from the back of my car.
I pulled over to stop the car, acting like I didn't hear the thing back there. I don't know what that thing in my car is so I made sure to protect myself and try to not die.
When I stopped the car I took my bat that I always have in my car (just in case you know) and opened the luggage door.
I held up my bat in the air, ready to hit and when I saw what it was my heart skipped a beat.
-"DEREK WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY CAR?!" I asked and put the bat down.
-"I...I need h-help." He said and lift up his shirt which reviled this massive claw marks all over his torso.
-"Oh my god..." I whispered and I started to feel a little lightheaded.
-"Stiles, don't you d-dare faint now! I... need you... He said and his breathing was low.
I got my shit together and started driving the car again.
I got this flashback from before when Kate shot that wolfsbane bullet in Derek's arm. It was kinda like this again. But I don't know why he always ends up in my car, and it's always me driving him somewhere to save him.
Maybe I'm not that useless as I think I am.
I started driving to Deaton's place.
-"What happened to you? Why aren't you healing?" I pushed a little more on the gas to get to the clinic as fast as I could.
-"I don't know. I g-got atta-" He got cut off and let out a growl.
-"I got attacked. The claws were glowing. I c-can't heal." He kept on going.
I looked back at him and I could see that he was really struggling back there. He was sweating a lot.
-"Okey Derek, just hold on. I'm gonna call Scott, he's gonna help you. I said and tried to make it sound trust worthy.
But honestly, we had no idea what did that to him.
So how are we supposed to help him?
I picked up the phone and called Scott, but it got right to voice message.
-"Did to g-get him?" Derek asked with a small voice. I felt kinda bad for him.
-"No, but don't worry. We're soon there. And you're gonna get through this. You're an alpha, okey? Don't forget that."
I pushed the gas slightly harder again.
And then our do no where I grabbed his hand and held it tightly.
And surprisingly he didn't pull his hand away, he didn't laugh at me or called me some stupid name.
He just held my hand back and actually squeezed it a little harder.
I kinda like this side of him. The soft Derek, you know.
When we were finally by the vet clinic I opened the door for Derek.
-"Come on, get up!"I said and started jogging to the door.
-"Stiles!" Derek yelled.
-"What is it?" I said and ran back to him.
-"I cant get up..." Derek blushed, I think he was embarrassed.
-"Well, what do you want me to do about it? I can't carry you, you're way to heavy." I said and itched the back of my neck of frustration.
My phone started ringing and it was Scott.
-"Scott! Hurry up to the vet clinic! It's Derek, I think he's dying."
-"What? Now again"
-"Yes, now hurry up and get your ass here!" I said and hung up.
It didn't take long until Scott came running half shifted into a wolf.
-"We need to help him quickly Scott!" I was pretty worried now, I mean what if he dies?
He already looks pretty dead.
Scott lifted up Derek and carried him in to the clinic.
When we got in Deaton looked shocked.
But he acted out quickly and showed Scott where to lay him.
-"What happened here?" Deaton asked as he ripped Derek's shirt up.
-"I DON'T KNOW IM NO EXPERT HERE!" I was super frustrated at this point. I planned on getting home and just chill after the first day in school and then this comes up.
-"Okey, calm down. It's okey Stiles." Deaton said calmly and looked considered agh the claw marks.
-"But he did say that he got attacked by something with glowing claws and that he can't really heal."
While I were talking Scott took some of Derek's pain away which seemed to help him.
Deaton started looking for something in some boxes.
He took out a big needle that he pushed in to Derek's arm.
I held Derek's hand again and that actually helped him stop shaking so much.
-"You two need to leave now, he needs to rest." Deaton said.
At first I didn't want to leave him here alone but he had Deaton and I knew he was save here.
I let go of Derek's hand and when I did that he actually reached out for my hand again like he didn't want me to leave. It was actually pretty heartbreaking.
I looked at Deaton, but he had already decided that it was time for us to leave.
So we left.
So this was the first Chapter of this Sterek story. I hoped ya'll liked it.
Byee! <3
