Blue eyes [Teen wolf/Derek Hale]

Ch43 - Talking

Dedicated to djdj21 again because I keep grinning like an idiot when I read her comments.

It was silent for the first minute but I knew that they wanted to ask me so many questions. Scott finally couldn't hold himself and began to question me.

"So how much do you know about werewolves?"

"Still less than I'd like to know." I answered truthfully "Do werewolves have mates? or is that just a book thing..."

Scott looked at me in confusion "Mates?"

"You've never even heard of mates?" I asked disbelieving. "How long have you been a werewolf?"

"Why would you let Peter bite you?!" Stiles exclaimed shutting us up.

I thought about it for a second until I realized that he was making a huge scene while I could do the same. "Why haven't you told me about the awesomeness of the supernatural world?!"

"Because it is dangerous!"

"Not knowing is also dangerous." I countered.

"Not knowing gives you a normal life. Being able to sleep at night, knowing that tomorrow the same boring stuff will happen again." 

"Stiles! You of all people should know that I've never even had that life."

"Wow what? What do you mean?" Scott asked.

"Never mind. Forget it." I said and leaned back.

~~**~~**~~**~~

I thought we'd drop off Scott like we usually do but instead we drove to Stiles's place. Scott got out of the car. I decided to just follow them since they obviously still had questions for me.

"So when exactly did it happen?"

I sighed knowing that my answer would probably give Stiles some sort of guilty feeling. "After you guys kidnapped me, I ran until I saw the old Hale house. Derek found me there the next morning and offered to help me-"

"So it was Derek's fault." Stiles commented silently.

"No. Derek helped me. That's all he did." Stiles looked a bit disapprovingly and I realized that I had to continue. "But... Peter saw me and eventually offered to turn me."

"They should've given you more info." Scott mumbled. "The bite could kill you."

"I kinda figured that out on my own. Besides, there was nothing to live for anyway."

"Don't say that. There's always something to live for." Scott said. I skeptically raised one eyebrow and decided not to say anything.

"So... are you able to control it yet?" Scott said after an awkward silence.

"In a way... Well... not really."

"We should train you."

"No thanks. Derek is pretty good at it."

"And yet you aren't able to control it."

"Hey, it's been a week. Well... it's been a week of me being conscious."

"Yeah and the full moon is in a few days. Come on, we're gonna train."

"Fiiiiine." I groaned and followed them to the woods.