Book 3: My Unpredictable Romance with Derek Hale (Teen Wolf Fan Fic)

Kristin: The First Turn is Always the Worst

(Previously: Kristin gets questioned by Michelle about Derek before she attends Kate’s funeral, and has a moment with Vince and wonders why her brother is being distant.)

Alex’s cold shoulder during the funeral was just as bad after Kate’s body had been lowered into the ground and dug over. I know he is blaming me for not saving Kate, well I’m 95% sure. He has to know deep down that there was nothing I could do. Kate shot me in the leg plus I barely had the strength to stand to my feet. Alex spoke to me in the hospital. He said I’m glad you’re okay but that was it. At least the dirty laundry has been aired between me and Vince. I honestly had no idea he cared that much.
Wait I need to focus, snap out of it! I order myself as I stare into the mirror which is glued against the wall in the faculty women’s restroom. Gerard wants me in his office ASAP, and I can’t help but worry. I don’t want to be cut in half, or tasered again for that matter, not after feeling the torture that was being inflicted upon Derek through the bond.
It was horrible. It nearly killed me, and I’m pretty sure it’s the reason for my change from human to werewolf. It still doesn’t seem real. Is this how Belle felt? Looking at her now you wouldn’t think so.
Belle loves the perks.
“He doesn’t know and he isn’t going to find out,” I reassure myself before I tidy my very dark hair which is sitting just over my shoulders, and after taking a deep breath I march out of the bathroom and to the principal’s office with my head held high.
It’s not like it’s my first time being called into the principal’s office.
I’ve totally got this. I give myself one last boost of fake confidence before I knock on the door.
“Come in,” Gerard calls out, and I open the door and flash him a big smile before I close the door and take a seat in front of his desk. As expected there’s no clutter in sight, even the plaque with his name stamped against the wood is sitting at what looks like a measured straight angle.
“Hey Gerard,” I greet him.
“Hello Kristin. I just wanted to say thank you for attending the funeral. I know it would have meant a lot to Kate,” Gerard gives me a slight nod. His grey hair reminds me of Grams and I have to push away the longing. It’s strange the things that remind you of someone you loved, especially considering my Grams was nothing like Gerard.
I don’t have a good feeling about this meeting.
“It’s no problem. Kate was my friend,” I reply and it’s not a lie although it’s like I didn’t know her at all, not really.
The Kate I thought I knew wasn’t capable of murdering innocent werewolves let alone humans and children. How could’ve I been so wrong? I mean sure Kate was a little unstable but . . .
Never mind, I can’t dwell on that right now. Gerard asked me in here for a reason, and I’m pretty sure it’s not a good one.
“She was a good soldier.”
I nod my head in agreement, “She was one hell of a fighter.”
As well as a murderer, I decide to keep that part silent. I can’t make an enemy of Gerard, at least not yet. Gerard didn’t come to Beacon Hills to play nice. He has a plan but I can’t beg him to join the team, he has to be the one to ask me.
“Kate was misguided but she had good intentions.”
Good intentions?
Seriously?
No wonder Kate was so messed up, she never stood a chance.
Calm the hell down woman. I have to take a subtle deep breath and focus. My nails were just moments away from shifting into claws. That’s the very last thing I need right now, especially in front of Gerard of all people.
“Well I should probably get back to it,” I stand to my feet but Gerard gives me a look that lets me know he isn’t finished with our conversation, and I sit back in my seat and force a small smile.
I just want to get the hell out of here already.
“I’m sure they can handle it,” He smiles, and if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was just being a friendly old man. Unfortunately I do know better.
I can always fake a heart attack. I did have one not that long ago.
Pfft who am I kidding that won’t work.
Damn it.
“Of course,” I reply.
“You know I always thought you’d stick with the hunting job, or at least become a police officer after all that hard work. I was surprised to hear of your current predicament.”
Predicament?!
What is his problem?
“It’s just temporary.”
“That’s good to hear,” a smirk surfaces on his face, “So . . . Tell me about Tane.”
Oh shit. I knew he was up to no good.
“We’ve been done for a while now,” I shrug trying to look indifferent but the truth is that I miss Tane a lot.
We were best friends.
“You know it’s easy to get a bad reputation within the hunting community. You have talent. I’d hate to see you shunned.”
What the hell is he getting at?!
“It was a mistake,” I shrug again.
“It seems you keep making mistake after mistake. I mean first Derek and then Tane,” Gerard replies and I try not to visibly cringe.
I can’t seem affected, not when Gerard is testing me. He wants to know if Derek and I are dating again and we’re not so why does it feel like I would be lying if I said no? Damn Derek.
“Did you ask me here to talk about Derek?” I ask trying to sound bored at the mention of his name.
“Is there anything to tell?” Gerard asks.
“It was six years ago. I was just a kid. I didn’t know any better.”
“And what about Tane?”