Metanoia

4

*Jackson*

All of us had moved into Isaac's room when the shouting started. When Derek left we all went into his and Stiles' room to see Stiles laid out on the bed with his hands over his face. 

"Sti?" Ally asked. 

He only hummed in response. We all got on the bed and practically puppy piled on him. 

"Stiles, what were you and Derek fighting about?" I asked. 
"I wasn't trying to start a fight. I was trying to have a civil conversation and let him know that I didn't like the fact that he was taking his hatred of the situation out on me. Then, of coarse, it's all my fault because I'm treating you all like children and belittling you and what not. If I'm belittling you and it's bad, I am sorry. I still haven't been able to sit down and figure out what the hell happened. This affects me too, but nope push me aside and focus on the spell to fix you all." He ranted and rambled. 

"Is that what was bothering you earlier?"Danny asked. Stiles didn't answer. 

"Stiles, you're putting yourself in the background to help us. You don't have to do that." -Ally

"She's right Stiles. You know you don't have to be strong all the time. Derek should've let you explain."-Danny

"I already called Peter to get him." Lydia hummed. 

"Of course you did." I stated.

"Thanks you guys, but you should all go to sleep." Stiles hummed

"We aren't moving." Erica yawned

"Besides, Isaac, Liam, Scott, Ethan and Aiden have fallen asleep. Not really in the mood to move them."-Boyd

Stiles let out a small sad chuckle before caving in. 

*Derek*

I somehow made it to the Nematon in my anger. What was Stiles' problem. If he didn't belittle me, I probably wouldn't snap at him. Damn it. He's treating me like one of the pups and I am not one. 

"Well, well nephew. It seems you got in a fight with your mate."

"Did he call you to get me? Does he not trust me now because I'm like this or whatever."

"Derek, Lydia called me."
"What?" I asked turning to my uncle.

"Lydia called me. It seems your pack is mad at you. They heard your shouts but not your words. When she called they were talking to Stiles to get the story. She just wanted me to get you back to the pack house. She was afraid that the witch might come back." 

I sighed but nodded following Peter back to the pack house. 

"Thanks, I guess." I said when we got to the front porch.

"You're welcome. But you should listen to your mate before you jump to conclusions." He said disappearing. What the hell? I shook my head and walked inside shutting and locking the door behind me before I headed upstairs to mine and Stiles room to find everyone piled on top of Stiles. I could only see the top of his head. Sighing, I slipped on some pajamas and got in the empty side of the bed to sleep. 

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I woke you to Isaac and Liam laying on top of me and Erica and Boyd trapping me in. Scott and Jackson were on my legs. I looked to my right at Stiles spot to find him, Ethan and Aiden gone. Lydia, Ally, and Danny were standing by the wall talking since Mason, Corey, Kira and Malia were spread out on Stiles' side of the bed. The trio noticed I was awake and Lydia said, " You need to take your head out of your ass."