Snapped (Stydia)

6

Following the voice he found himself at the room they had Stiles tied up in. Scott walked in and saw a small smile on Stiles face but Scott could smell the anger emanating from Stiles
"Why all the yelling?" he asked with a tilt of his head in question.
Scott looked to the floor as he contemplated on if he should say anything, as he thought Scott heard Stiles call his name a little annoyed of being ignored. Stiles continued to urge the question as to what they were talking about and what was all the yelling, he hated being out of any loop but knowing that Stiles at some point in their argument Stiles could hear something regarding himself and his dad
"Tell me Scott, what the hell were you guys talking about" he growled out
"...Was your dad killed by Terrorists?" Scott's voice came out as a whisper
"...What do you know" Stiles questioned as he gave off a standoff-ish vibe
"...not a lot...but why didn't you tell us? Why didn't you tell me?" Scott asked as he looked at Stiles with a look.
Stiles every time saw that look; it always reminded him of a little puppy that had gotten hurt and pleading for someone to help it. It really hurt Stiles to see that look on his best friend, the best friend who was his brother through thick and thin
"Because I didn't want help, and I still don't need nor do I want any of you guys help" Stiles told him with a serious tone
"You might not want it Stiles but you need it" Scott tried to reason with him
"...Just get me out of here Scott, please" Stiles faked his plead
"I can't Stiles...Derek's right about the uncertainty of what you could do...I hate to admit it but you are not the same Stiles we once knew" Scott looked to the floor
"I'm still me! Scott it's me Stiles...just please let me out of this..." Stiles pleaded even though it was all an act
"Stiles..." Scott tells him in a defeated tone
"...Do you really think that...that I'm just this kind of murderess monster...Scott... I would never hurt our pack" Although there was truth in that statement but Stiles is a killer
"Stiles...you tried to kill Derek" Scott told him said with a disappointed tone but his face was different.
Stiles saw the look he had on his face, it always hurt to see Scott that way; it reminded Stiles of a puppy that had gotten hurt

"What did you expect me to do Scott...? I'm not sure if you noticed, but he is a freaking werewolf!" snapped Stiles as he was clearly offended (well partly).

Stiles, having a stare off with his best friends they waited for either one of them to stand down. Scott decided to cast his eyes down and with a sigh of defeat he decided to let Stiles out of his restrains, as he did so Stiles kept a close eye on Scott's movements. He finally was free and he rubbed his wrists; looking at Scott who couldn't even bring himself to even look at Stiles
"Scott... I just want to thank you...but I can't stay here, Scott I am so close please just help me out and I swear on my life. If I need the help, you will be the first person I will call. But you have to promise that the others stay out of my business" Stiles looked at Scott with serious eyes.

Reluctant to give in to this Scott decided that Stiles had his reasons, everyone have their reasons to do what they do. He was still unsure about Stiles but this was his best friend and he had to trust him; Scott gave out a sighed add a small nod as he stared to the floor
"Good... now I'm getting out of here...I'm sorry Buddy" Stiles grabbed one of the cuffs that were used that restrained him to the seat and gripped it in his fist
"Stiles wait-" Scott was cut short when he received a punch to the face sending him to the wall hitting the side of his head on the wall.
The force caused Scott to fall and his mind blurred as he tried to focus on Stiles who seemed to not bring himself to look at him; his own eyes began to struggle to stay open. The last thing Scott remembers is the back view of Stiles who was coming in and out of focus.

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Stiles managed it out from one the windows and managed to climb out using the fire escapes. He finally looked up to see Derek looking down to try and find Stiles, but lucky for Stilinski he was in Derek's blind spot. He looked up and saw Derek headed back into the room and away from the fire escape area to check on Scott who lays unconscious on floor. Stiles made sure to get away but he kept hyper-vigilant of his surroundings, he made it to his own apartment seeing that it was ransacked that was when it him; Derek took his duffel bag with all his weapons and clothes and most importantly his hard drive, all his life time work is in that, all his progress in finding the bastard that killed his dad. Stiles could feeling his chest rising and fall at a rapid pace, the frustration was getting to him.

He gave a great yell; although it did not last long he knew he had to think of something, a plan to get the hard drive before they find it and try to get into it. Stiles fidgeted with his lip as he tries calculating some kind of base plan, one the plan was sparked up he rushed to his room and grabbed his laptop and opened it. His hands were working on finding the building blueprints of Derek's loft complex, seeing as Derek owned the building he did have trouble in finding it.

Stiles already knew that he couldn't stay for long at the apartment; it would not be long until Scott comes around and gains consciousness and Derek convinces his best friend in going after him. His eyes scanned around the many tabs he had opened and not only was he looking for Derek's building blueprints he was looking for cheap and close hotels to jump around so he could throw them off his trail for the mean time.