" dude, do you know
who that was ? "
" no . . . "
" that was derek hale ! "
𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 . . . katherine's life gets thrown into a whirlwind after she figures out that her best friends a werewolf. she's pulled into...
I hadn't gotten sleep the last night. I was up, sitting in my bed most of the night with a handheld mirror in my hand staring at my eyes. I didn't know what to think. Was there something going on with me or was I hallucinating? There were to many things that didn't add up. The day after I got my bite I was so sick, and I hallucinated black blood seeping from my body. Then there was the afternoon at Kate's funeral where I could have almost sworn Peter had said something from the seat beside me. And the night after the boys and I were questioned on Lydia's disappearance, the bath water I was soaking in turned black and filled with burnt hair. And the past two days, they had been the worst. I had actually seen Peter in the ice. He had been there, and then, well, he disappeared when Stiles came seconds later. Then last might my red eyes were the scariest part of it all. Was Lydia hallucinating with me? Or was this all from the stress I was under the past few days.
Of course it was just the stress. It had to be. Peter was gone, dead, with his throat slashed. There was no way he was here unless he was a ghost and haunting me. And we all know that ghosts don't exist. That idea was too farfetched. So as hard as I tried, I pushed the thoughts to the back of my head even though I needed someone to talk to about it.
I had been wrong. Derek never talked to me. I had waited and waited for a reply, even a simple one-word answer, but he gave me nothing. Taking matters into my own hands, I drove down to the train station the next night to see him. The silence was killing me. After giving my parents a quick excuse that I had to go study with Allison, I drove the car down to Derek's and quickly entered the abandoned station. Walking down the stairs, the station was silent and not a werewolf was in sight.
"Okay, I give up. Where are you?" I called loudly. Derek never answered. I knew he was here; his car was outside. He was being stubborn and hiding. I walked around, staying outside the train carts waiting for someone to greet me.
"Come on, Derek, I'm not in the mood to play games. I'm sorry, okay? What did you expect me to say? You beat up my best friend. He might have deserved what your Beta's did to him, but come on, you know how much stronger you are then him." My voice just bounced off the walls. Derek would talk to me when he was done playing his games. Turning around, I was taken aback when I saw Derek standing there. God he needed to quit doing that.
"Are you done ignoring me?" I asked, crossing my hands over my chest.
"I don't know..." Derek advance towards me, "am I?" He asked, his voice seductive and low. He snaked an arm behind me and pushed me towards him, forcing my lips to his.
