How You See Me...

Derek the Disappointment

Confused, intrigued and tired I head back to my house to clean up for dinner. I shoot Peter a text

D: Hey running a little late. Be there soon.

P: Hmmm....I wonder if it had to do with that new cashier I hired.

What....how did he know. Although I am not really surprised, Peter was good at knowing everything. To be honest it was beyond creepy.

I shrugged it off and continued to get ready for dinner.

I made it to the bar only a half hour late. Peter was smirking at me as I sat next to him.

"What is that face?" I ask punching Peter in the arm.

"I knew you would like him. He has a personality and he's easy on the eyes." Peter says playfully

"Are you trying to set me up, Uncle?" I ask.

"Never dear nephew, just thought you would enjoy the eye candy." He smiled.

I sat there wondering what the hell he was on about. I mean I've never really talked about relationships with him. Not that I didn't find males attractive, I just never actually dated one. And I mean come on, I hardly even knew Stiles. Besides the point, I am in no shape to have anyone close to me especially a human. I pinch the bridge of my nose ending that conversation and hoping this was not the start of a migraine. Peter and I spent the next hours drinking and talking business.

Safe to say I was buzzed as I headed to my car. I sat there contemplating driving home. I knew I shouldn't but it wasn't far so I said screw it. I slowly drove home, making it home safe. As I got out of the car, I noticed someone standing in my drive way.

"Derek, you know you shouldn't be driving drunk." A familiar voice said.

"Shit! Isaac, what are you doing here?" I ask stumbling.

"We were supposed to have a pack meeting tonight and you never showed up." Isaac said.

A few things about Isaac, he was my second in command and he did not take that lightly. He was all about schedules and things that needed to get done. I had been slipping the past few months and to be honest Isaac had been there to pick up the pieces and I was appreciative. He was like the brother I never had.

"Shit, I know I just lost track of time. Are they still here?" I asked.

Isaac nods taking my arm to help me towards the house.

"Damn, Derek you are such a good example." I groan inwardly.

Isaac and I get through the door. Scott is making popcorn in the kitchen. Boyd and Erica are snuggled up on the couch watching something. Jackson is reading in the corner. They all look up at me, I know they smell the alcohol.

"Did you forget about your alpha duties!" Jackson spits.

"Fuck, I really do not want to deal with Jackson's shit right now." I think.

"Look my Uncle was in town tonight and I lost track of time. We can have the meeting now if you prefer." I say winching as I notice that migraine from earlier creeping up.

Jackson feels the wave of shame and pain radiating off of Derek

"No. You sober up. We can have the meeting tomorrow." Jackson says threw gritted teeth.

Scott gives me a soft smile. Boyd and Erica wave.

I start to feel bad. I am a disappointment to them.

I stumble to my bedroom.

I hear them talking in whispers.

"Is he ok?" Scott asks.

"I want to say yes but I really don't know. I'm getting a lot of mixed emotions from him." Isaac says with a worried expression.

"It's going to be alright babe, hopefully we can help him get through this." Scott says reassuringly as he hugs Isaac.

My inner wolf groans, longing for that connection. I had been jealous of Scott and Isaac. I know they felt it, they try to hide their relationship whenever I am around. They just worked so well together, and I couldn't lie I wanted that too. I was even jealous of Boyd and Erica. I shuddered hoping I wouldn't end up grumpy and alone like Jackson. I clutched the pillow in my arms and slowly drifted off to sleep. Dreams of Stiles flooding my mind.