Until The Very End

Chapter 7

Scott POV

A few weeks passed since the alpha pack came back. Stiles has been bouncing between his house, my house, and Derek's loft. I can tell he's scared, he won't admit it to me but he's scared.

At the end of the day I saw Stiles practically running to his Jeep. I called his name but he ignored me. After I got home I called him to make sure he was alright but he didn't answer. I called again, and again, and again. Right before I was about to call him once more my phone went off. It was Derek though.

"Hey is Stiles with you?" He asked.

"No. He like ran out of school today. Wasn't he supposed to meet you?" I asked.

"Yeah. But he's not here." Derek replied. "I'll call him again and go to his house."

"Let me know if you find him. " I added before he hung up. 'Please be okay Stiles' I thought to myself.

Derek POV

I've called him like a billion times. Normally I get a bunch of texts all day long from him, he'll complain about class, he'll tell me he misses me, he'll complain about class some more, he'll say he can't wait to see me, then complain about class. It's a never ending cycle.

I called him again except this time was different. He answered but he didn't say anything.

"Stiles?" I said getting nothing in return. "Are you okay?" I asked, watching Scott walk in. He mumbled but I couldn't hear him. "What?" I asked.

"I don't think I can do this anymore."

"Stiles," I started, "it's gonna be okay." I heard him let out a whimper. He didn't answer again. "Are you at home?" I asked hearing a small "Yes" through the phone. "I'm coming over. Don't do anything. I mean anything." I said, Scott was staring at me worried as I hung up. "Let's go."

Stiles POV

Someone brought up my mom today. I wanted to punch them when they did. I'm still really sensitive about the whole situation. Plus, making me upset on top of everything else. I feel like I can't fucking breathe.

I miss my mom, my life is a constant lie to my dad, I'm caught up in the fucking SUPERNATURAL realm of hell, oh and I'm possibly being hunted by an alpha pack. I'm FREAKING out.

I was having a panic attack, I couldn't stop shaking. I paced back and forth in my room until Derek got here. I felt tears collecting in my eyes and as I blinked I felt them fall down my cheeks.

Derek walked in a few minutes after he called me. I grabbed his shirt pushing my face into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me. I knew Scott was with him. I knew Scott hated when I didn't go to him for help. But I didn't want Scott, I wanted Derek.

Derek's hugs were always amazing but this one was different. It felt more loving and safe. He kissed my head before asking "What's wrong?"

"I'm so scared." I muttered, almost inaudibly.

"Stiles, I'm not going to let you get hurt." He told me making me look at him. He wiped the tears from my face "I won't let it happen." He was quiet.

"B-but you're not always here and Scott's not always here and sometimes I'm alone. What do I do then? I don't have any super human capabilities! I'm just stupid old Stiles. I can't do anything!" I yelled pushing out of his grip the rest of the way and sitting on my bed. Both Derek and Scott sighed sitting on either side of me.

"Stiles, just because you aren't a werewolf or something doesn't mean shit..." Scott started. "You're so important." He said.

"My importance can't protect me." I mumbled.

"But we can. And we will." Derek said lacing his fingers with mine. He rubbed his thumb on my hand.

"And if it'll make you feel better, we won't leave you alone." Scott added. "You just have to say something." Scott pulled me into a side hug. "One of us can stay here, or you can come to my house, or go to Derek's." Scott said.

I didn't answer, dropping me head onto Derek's shoulder, he rested his head on mine. "I got you." He squeezed my hand.