Peter Hale-Imagines (Request open)

The first and the last love part 2

It has been one hour until someone arrived at the loft. I stood on the couch trying to figure out what to do. I couldn't cry anymore. I felt numb. At first the break up and now this thing with Peter. My heart couldn't handle all of this. From my spot on the couch I stared at the giant window. Derek had such a beautiful view over the city but I couldn't focus on it because I kept replaying images of the kiss. I started to imagine what would have happened if he didn't pull back when I wanted more or if I shoved him away when he started to lean. Then I thought about all those times when Peter helped me to do something or just simply talked to me. Once, when my back hurt really bad he even gave me a massage. I could have sworn that he took away my pain with his werewolf powers. I never thought that he does that because he cares about me. I always thought that Derek made him. I ignored the sound of the open door. I heard two voices approaching me. They were Derek and Braeden.

"Y/N? What are doing here? Are you ok?" Derek asked and sit down next to me. I slowly shook my head as a no.

"Braeden?Can you give us a second?" Derek asked.

"Yeah, sure. I think it's enough for today. We can start again tomorrow. And Y/N? Whatever happened, it will be ok." She said , patting my shoulder then leaving us alone.

"You two are together?" I asked Derek.

"No, she is helping us to find Kate. But tell me what happened."

"Isaac broke up with me, then your uncle rejected me." I explained.

He looked at me with eyes wide open. "Ok. Let's start with the break up. Why?" he said.

"He told me he doesn't love me. " I simply said. No tears , no sobs. It wasn't the break up who really made me sad. Well....at first it was but then Peter came.

"What? How can he not love you? Is he blind?" Derek huffed.

"Come on Derek. I'm not Allison. She was pretty, intelligent, everything a boy could ever want. I'm just me. Like Peter said, it was just a matter of time." I said.

"Don't you ever say that again. You are not pretty, you are beautiful. And smart.Stop putting you down. Just because Isaac didn't see that, it doesn't mean that the others won't see how special you are." he stoked my cheek.

"And what part does Peter play in this story?" he asked me.

I wanted to answer but in that moment somebody else entered the loft. I looked in that direction and saw the man in whose blue eyes, I got lost just an hour ago.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your little moment but I forgot my book. I take it and I will go home." he said gesturing to the book on the coffee table. I took it and gave it to him. For a moment our fingers brushed and I looked into his eyes. There was a mix of jealousy and regret in them. "Stay" I whispered. He didn't say anything in return. He just left.

I put my head in my hands. Then I felt Derek rubbing up and down my arms. "It will be ok. Whatever he did, you shouldn't care. You know Peter."

"He made me feel good and then break my already broken heart." I sobbed.

"So you love him?" Derek asked, raising his brows.

"I don't know. Did this ever happen to you? Knowing someone for a few years, and then suddenly, he does something that makes you love him?" I asked.

"Yeah.It happened to me. " He sighed, grabbing my hand.

"We kissed." I whispered.

"Be careful with him, Y/N. He could be playing with you."