The Witch and The Wolf

Part Nine

"Isaac, I can carry my own bag," you sighed, walking into the school.

"I-I know, I just wanna help you," he said.

"I don't need help," you looked around, noticing everyone staring at you, whispering to each other.

You rolled your eyes and walked past them.

"(Y/N), I heard about what happened to your mom. I'm so sorry for your loss," you heard Allison and Lydia run up to you, wrapping their arms around you.

You groaned slightly, still in some pain, but mostly confused. You knew both of them, and even after being trapped in the school together, you wouldn't count them as friends.

"I need to go to my locker, I'll be back," Isaac waved, walking away.

"Why is everyone staring at me?" you asked them.

"They know that you were at the school when Derek killed the janitor and that he almost killed you," Allison explained.

You clenched your first.

"You guys were there too," you said.

"Well, protection of minors," Lydia shrugged.

"Right," you sighed.

"Oh also, (Y/N), my dad asked me to tell you to call him when you have a moment," Allison remembered.

You hesitated, thinking about what it could be about.

"Yeah, okay. I gotta go," you waved them off, grabbing your crutches and walking to your class.

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You heard your phone buzz, getting a text from Derek.

Will you reply?

You can't avoid me forever

I'm really sorry (Y/N), please just talk to me

Meet me after class?

I'm sorry

If you don't want to talk to me, at least come pick up your stuff. I have some boxes for you.

Please just get back to me

You turned your phone off, putting it aside.

There was a lot on your mind, you were still mad at Derek, you were still mad at everyone and everything. And now, Chris wanted to talk to you about who knows what. This day could not get any worse, or so you thought. You heard the bell ring, packing up your things to go to your locker when you saw Sheriff Stilinski walk past the classroom.

"Noah?" you called, quickly walking out of your classroom.

"(Y/N), how are you doing, kid?" he asked you, turning to face you.

"I'm okay, what's going on?" you asked, looking at the men wearing suits standing near him.

"We're trying to find any lead we can on Derek. We even bought in the state detective," he motioned to two of the men.

Hunters, you tensed up.

"Oh," was all you replied.

"Do you need anything? Anything at all?" he asked.

"No," you shook your head.

"If you need anything at all, just call me or Stiles," he said.

You nodded your head as he gave you a small hug.