It's just what you do / Derek Hale

Part 5

The next day, when Stella came out of school, laughing with Lydia about how the new girl wears her hair in two braids, her mood quickly dropped when she saw the black Camaro in front of her school, the werewolf she had only slashed yesterday night now leaning against his car, as if he was picking up his date.

'He's quite handsome,' Lydia whispered. 'A date?' She asked right after, smiling at Stella.
'More like a business meeting, but yes, rather handsome,' she said, knowing damn well that he could hear them, she looked up at him to see him smirking back at her.

'Rather handsome huh?' He questioned as they sat in the car, he gave her a side eye to see a blush appear on her cheeks, making him smirk with the power he had on this girl.

'You are rather pretty as well,' he mentioned, sounding quite cocky, but Stella could hear his heartbeat skip a beat. She smiled, knowing she also could get this man if she wanted.

'Sure,' she muttered, turning her head to look out the window. 'Where are we going anyway?' She asked. 'I know just the place,' he responded, 'I brought some clothes for you, wouldn't want to rip another one of your blouses,' he followed, looking at the outfit she was wearing.

It was casual outfit, so it wouldn't have mattered if they did get ripped. She was wearing a brandy Melville crop top and cigarette jeans, and a black thin belt but purely for decoration.

They pulled up to a abandoned garage, as Stella changed her clothes in the bathroom, Derek prepared the room for a fight, this would be hard, pissing her off was clearly not a good idea, but she had to learn somehow.

'You think I look good?' Stella smiled as she walked out of the bathroom, Derek turning around to look at her. She was wearing a pair of Dereks sweatpants, which were clearly way to big on here, and a white shirt, that might as well be a dress on her. 'Just like a prisoner,' he joked, giving her a playful. 'Well, than I hope you like bad girls,' he turned his back to her again to hide the smile that was growing.

'We start with training, like you would in the fitness, it will tire you out,' he started, turning around as he clasped his hands. 'So it will be easier to win from me?' She wondered, getting a small laugh from him. 'The more tired you are, the angrier you get,' he responded, he pointed to the pipe that was hanging between to poles. 'Go until you can't anymore,' and so she started doing pull ups as Derek waited, prepared for what was coming.

It was true that at this moment, this girl was way more powerful than he is.

'Done?' Derek asked as Stella jumped off the pole, the t-shirt now wet with all the sweat. 'Uhu,' she breathed heavily, trying to sit down. 'Don't, time to learn how to run and hide, do not forget control, find an anchor,' Stilinski looked up ik shock.

'Excuse me?' She asked, visually unhappy with the words coming out his mouth. 'Run,' he said sternly, flashing his eyes back to blue and preparing his claws, and so she did, she ran as if her life depended on it.

Up the stairs and jumping back down as if it was nothing, as Derek ran behind her. When suddenly she saw a room full of chains, must've been a slaughterhouse, she started running through them, the noise irritating both Derek and Stella as they lost sight of each other.

She was still running when she was suddenly pushed against the wall, her shoulder cracking loudly as she hit the wall, looking up into Derek's blue lit eyes.

'Not mad yet?' He asked as if he didn't just break her shoulder. 'Not mad enough,' she said, pushing against his shoulders, making him stumble backwards. The girl started running again, afraid of loosing control and hurting him again. 'Maybe instead,' she could hear his footsteps downstairs as she hit behind a wall, trying to catch her breath and let her shoulder heal.

'I should go for Stiles,' it was clear he was just trying to piss her off, and it was working. 'Or your dad, how would you like that?' He kept going as Stella let images of Stiles and her dad flash through her mind, her eyes changing without realising it. 'They both are rather weak prey,' she could hear that he was getting closer, almost near the stairs, but she tried to not focus on that, the point of this was to stay calm, not to survive, right?

'Just slash their throats,' he was stepping up the stairs, did this man not have empathy? 'Tear them apart, I know a few ways,' he was almost next to her now, she could hear his heartbeat and breathing, he clearly wasn't done yet.

'Your little brother, imagine him, how pretty he would look with his head 3 feet from his body,' he spoke clear and loud, hearing the girls heartbeat fasten and her teeth grow.

'Oh come on, come at me,' he said, pushing the limits. All the while, Stella was trying to flash back to good memories, stay calm, get those fangs away again. 'Don't you wanna come at me?!' Derek screamed as he jumped next to Stella, slamming her into the wall again.

'No,' she said, breathing heavily, 'get out,' it was advise that Derek didn't listen to, he just got closer, trailing his claws over the place he had slashed the other day. 'Or what?' He was proud of her, this already was way better than it was the other day.

This time she wasn't hurting him, but she still had to learn how to control her physical looks. She looked at him calmly, as if the touch was doing the opposite of making her mad. It was calming her down. Her eyes flashed a few times before they went back to normal, she relaxed under the touch. And to Dereks suprise, his claws disappeared too.

His bare hand now trailing her collarbone as they looked at one another, both of them already breathing heavily, their heartbeats rising. Derek pulled away.

'Could've been better,' he said, walking away from her. 'Are you serious? I was about to rip your throat out, and I didn't!' She jogged after him, down the stairs. 'Great!' He said sarcastically, turning back around to face her.

'Imagine changing like that in public!' He said, her face turning to one of a 12 year old unhappy girl. 'It is progress! You can't expect me to just be able to all of it after one training!' She responded, getting mad again.

'I've seen people do it after once, Scotty does it perfectly already, don't flatter yourself,' he spoke calmly, the words clearly hitting the girl.

'I'm pretty sure even that arrogant sport jock at your school would do better,' he went on. 'Jackson?' She questioned, how did he know him? 'Yes, I am starting to think you aren't even trying,' Stella growled silently, but stopped when she realised what he was doing.

'I know what you are trying to do,' she calmed down, her heartbeat slowing down as well.
He smirked at her, 'now you suddenly can stay calm,' he said, still standing in front of her. 'Always can,' she said proudly, crossing her arms over her chest. 'Whatever makes you sleep at night,' the werewolf started walking again, this time to the exit, not paying anymore attention to the girl.

It didn't take long for the girl to fall asleep once she sat in the car, and much to Dereks suprise, he didn't mind the small snores coming from her mouth as she rested against his window.