That Girl This Is It

Chapter 11

I used my spare key to open Derek's apartment while he walked behind me with all three bags. "Hey, you weren't supposed to come back until tomorrow?" I looked to Stiles. He was here with Scott. Isaac, Lydia and Peter. Once Derek put down all the bags Stiles glared at him.

"What happened to your cheek?" Peter asked walking over and seeing the bruise that was forming. Derek froze and I sighed.

"He hit me." I said honestly. Everyone stiffened.

"He what?" Isaac breathed and while everyone tried to figure out if it was true, Derek walked past me.

"We were arguing and I lost control." He tried to justify himself since he was obviously surprised I told everyone. "I didn't mean to." Stiles started walking towards Derek.

"You think that makes it okay!" He yelled but Scott grabbed him before he could attack Derek.

"Stiles." I said and all eyes went to me. "It's not okay. And he knows that." I said looking at Derek who had the same guilt on his face that he had the second after he did it. "So we are going to talk about it." I said and he slowly nodded. This was the first time I had spoken to Derek since I walked off the porch and started packing my bags. I didn't need to say anything for him to know he was taking me home that second.

"Yeah, we're gonna go." Peter said for them all but they all protested.

"No way in hell in she staying alone with him!" Lydia yelled over the others. "He's obviously crazy." Scott let Stiles go.

"Yeah no way Haylie."he said glaring at Derek.

"Please just leave." I said to them all. "Me and Derek really need to talk. Alone." After a few minutes they slowly agreed and Peter led them out. once the door shut and the air grew thick I knew this was it.

"I can't apologise enough times." Derek said and I nodded.

"I know your sorry." I started looking at him, my eyes started to water as I chose my next words carefully. "But I can't forgive you." I said and he looked surprised. "I've tried to forgive you over the past few days but I just can't." He folded his arms and shrugged.

"Forgive me for what?" He asked and I sighed.

"Derek I know about you and Scarlett." I croaked out and he froze. "I know that you slept with her." I said tears running down my face.

"How?" He whispered.

"Don't you dare respond to that with a question. You'd suppose to apologise and I'm supposed to ask question." I said and he nodded.

"Okay ask." He pleaded walking towards me but I stepped back. "I'll tell you anything you want to know, and I am sorry Haylie. I'm so sorry but I love you and I never wanted to hurt you." I nodded.

"I know, I know all of that." I confessed surprisingly calm. "But you have over a month to tell me and you didn't." I said and that triggered it.

Hours, that's how long we spent arguing. We argued until the sun came up and I cried every second. He pleaded me to stop crying. He pleaded that I forgive him. It was a mistake he said. "You are the love of my life!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. Somehow we had moved around over the hours and I was sat against the wall of windows with my knees to my chest looking outside. We hadn't spoken for a few minutes and slowly Derek moved to sit in front of the couch. He slid down to the ground and lent against the back of the couch with his knees propped up and he rested his elbows on top of them. We sat quietly with tears still coming from my eyes. Pain at seeing me cry in his.

"Why didn't you tell me you knew?" He asked in a normal voice and I let out a shaky breath.

"I don't know." I said honestly. "I think I knew I would have to justify still being with you." I said and nodded. "I didn't want to because I wouldn't know how." I cried. "The only justification I can think of is that I love you and I still believe in us." He sighed.

"I love you." He said and I nodded again.

"I know you do. I also thought how could I be mad when I slept with Daniel when we broke up. What's the difference?" I asked wiping my tears away but they kept coming out.

"The difference is, you and I had broken up and this time you had just taken a trip away." He said surprising me. "You can't justify what I did. You shouldn't have to that's my job. Im the one who should punish myself not the other way around." He said and I cried even more. I realised he was right, I had been punishing myself for what he did.

"Things between us are never going to be the same." I sobbed and held my knees tighter. "Since I found out things have been so messed up." He opened his mouth but I couldn't let him interrupt me. " you hit me Derek." He closed his mouth. For the first time since I had known Derek his eyes started to water. "We're so messed up that we can't be fixed." He nodded slowly.

"I know." He whispered.

"Derek I'm trying to break up with you." I sobbed and he nodded again.

"I know." He repeated. This time a single tear escaped his eye.

"This is a perfect example. Because a month ago you would have been fighting for me right now." His eyes met mine and all I saw was pain. "Instead of just letting me go." I said my voice cracking.

"I love you." He said simply. "I am in love with you and have been for so long, do you remember when you told me you forgot what it's like not to love me?" He asked and I nodded quickly. "Well I've forgotten what it's like not to know you." My hand went to my mouth to contain my sob. "Things have changed because our love for each other is become stronger each day." He confessed and another tear escaped him. "It's becoming an obsession." He sighed. "So to protect you," his voice had cracked so he paused. "I have to let you go." He said standing up. He walked over to me and sat next to me. "Your the love of my life." He said, his few tears looking into my mountains. "And I will love you until the day I die. But for now." He had to push himself into the words. "I have to let you go." He repeated. "Otherwise it will destroy what we can recall now as a passionate, perfect love." He tried to wipe away a few of my tears but they wouldn't stop. "We need to remember it as that. So to keep that memory." He wrapped his arms around me. "I need to let you go." He repeated again and I cried into his chest while he shed a few tears into my hair. This was the end.

Stiles pov

I closed my laptop with a groan. We haven't found a single Simon Stock in California. Or at least none that could be the guy she was looking for. Unless she was looking for an elderly man on his death bed or a 14 year old in drama school. Also Haylie hadn't come home last night. She hadn't answered her phone when I called. I had been locked in my room all night doing this research but I couldn't find anything. I moved from my chair and fell onto my bed. I checked my phone to see 9 missed calls from Scott, 4 from Lydia and 1 from Isaac. I turned my phone off and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up I looked at the time to see it was only 11. So I decided to check if Haylie had come home in the hour I had to sleep. When I walked into her room I saw something I haven't seen since she was 10 and had started having nightmares about our mother. My dad was sat up against Haylies headboard while Haylies head rested in his lap with the blanket over her as she cried. My dad paused in stroking her hair once I walked in. I didn't say anything. I just walked around the bed and climbed in the other side.

My dad and I used to do this for her when she was younger. Whether she was I'll or sad. We would climb into her bed with her and comfort her. Even though we aren't technically twins and we are the same age, as her brother I've always felt the need to protect her. Just like my dad has. Blood or not she was my sister and his daughter. And since our mom died we've had to be there for her every step of the way. "It's gonna be okay Haylie." I said and she nodded but continued to cry.

Sorry it's short but I wanted a chapter to just revolve around the break up...