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- Posted: Mon, 08 Oct 2012 03:34:00 +0000
- ::Where::Hale House/Livingroom::With::None::Feeling::If the world would turn to s**t and burn would you be there with me ?
The night was clear. Derek had been kicked down to the ground beaten and torn apart. His sould struggled to wake his body for it knew his heart couldn't handle the mess it would be waking up to. The body was tired, physicality he was weak as ever, it fought not only a battle but was fighting one inside with the wolfsbane. Oh the pain he would inflict on Jakob once he was strong enough. But no wasn't the time for petty fights that he would lose. The body knew better then that and shut down to start the recovery. He was fully in the dark, and no dreams to set the mind to peace. He would be haunted by the darkness for the next few hours.
Since Derek was alpha and had his pack close to help the body healed faster. Yes it took time but not as much stiles would have to go though. He woke up to Boyd and Elliott around him. His lips a stight line not wanting to speak a word. It was pointless to talk. So he kept his head low not looking up at either of the guys. His arms wrapped around stiles and carried him out of the station. With all easiness he took the body of stiles from the station to Stiles house. Of course his father had a word or two to say but any parent having there child be carried in would say something. It was only human nature. After putting Stiles to bed the long talk with Stiles father had to be done. The longest and most informative talked happen that night.
Of course the sheriff was in aww to what was happening around him. In all honesty Derek wanted the man to know what was happening. And now he knew. Of course the questions were asked and Derek answered them as best as possible. But once it was all done Derek would find himself sleeping and staying the closest he could get to stiles. He wouldn't move from the boys side. Many times he would sleep head on the bed and hand entwined with the others. He couldn't tell why he was doing this but he didn't want it any different way. It was the right thing to do.
But one day turned into two and before Derek knew he was on the fifth day. everyone told him to leave and come back. And like a good dog he was he left. Maybe it was because he needed the air or that he needed to get out to recover his mind. It was scattered with thoughts and pain. So he let and found himself back at the Hale house. It had been ages since he had been back and the smells and the feeling of the air was nice.
sitting in the middle of the living room, he sat on the ground. His hands rubbing along his face and hair a bit. He wasn't sure how to feel let alone how to see and what to do with it. He had let Jakob get the best of him. That was what was angering him the most. He thought he had control of it all even the wolf but it was so simple for Jakob to rip the control away. But then Derek's heart ached for all the pain that he caused Stiles. He would never forgive himself for that. Hell he didn't even expect Stiles to forgive him. Maybe it was best that Derek left stiles side, all he could think about is he wanted to be the last person the kid sees. He wouldn't be able to look a stiles let alone beg for forgiveness. it would come in time, yeah Derek prayed it would.