Drowning [ Sterek ]

three.

Drowning Chapter 3

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Derek's POV
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I can't believe he thinks so lowly about himself. I mean, sure I shove him into a wall or two and sometimes I threaten to rip his throat out.. with my teeth.

Once we got back to his house, he was back to his normal self.

"Pizza?" He asks carrying a slice of pizza on a paper plate, setting it next to me on the bed.

I feel a burst of air coming from the open window, and step in front of Stiles, when Peter appears into his room.

"What do you want, uncle?" I sneer, stepping back, gripping Stiles hand behind my back. He's trembling.

He leans over and raises his eyebrows at my mate, moaning in his head. Oh hell no.

I growl and grip his jacket and pick him up. "Don't. Do. That."

"What, nephew? Only admiring the teen, I may take him and have my way with him before you do."

Stiles steps forward speaking, "Are you threatening me? You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna brake off an extra large branch of mountain ash, wrap it in wolfsbane, roll it in mistletoe, and shove it up your freakin'- "

"Uh uh uhh" Peter smirks, grabbing his neck and throwing him across the room. My eyes turn red, and I sprint to claw him, when he jumps out the window.

I turn to Stiles when he leaves, finding him dabbing a cut on his forehead. I whimper when he pushes me out of the way to get a tissue.

"Calm down Sourwolf, I'll hug you in a minute." He jokes. He jumps down stairs, and I hear him and his Dad talking.

________________________no ones POV

"You're not gay!" Sheriff Stilinski yells, scaring Stiles enough to force him back into the counter.

He mock scoffs, "I could be!" He yells, "I think I love him." He mumbles quietly.

"What?" Sheriff chokes out, gripping his sons shoulders softly. "You weren't kidding?"

"Uhh- one little detail. It may be Drk- hill" he slurs, attempting to sneak away.

"I'm sorry, what did you say son?"

"It may be Derek Hale?" He says, flinching, ready for a scream that never came.

"...alright." He says casually, biting into an apple with a grin on his face. "Be safe up there."

Stiles eyebrows shoot up, giving his father a questioning look. "How did you- and we- I didn't even." He blurts out, pointing at the stairs.

"Uugh."

When he returned upstairs he finds Derek no where to be found, and a symbol on his window.

Stiles makes a strangled cry as he sees blood on his window sill. Derek.

He feels arms wrap around his waist and his heartbeat flutters, when a hand covers his mouth.

'Not Derek. Abort. Abort!' He struggles against the arms when He feels something stick into his side.

"Wolfsbane." They whisper in Stiles ear. "You're human, but it still stings like a bitch."

He turns to see Peter before He blacks out.

'Really?'

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