Falling For Derek Hale -Teen Wolf story-

Chapter 58, Abomination, part 2

A/N: Hi guys. Sadly, I won't be able to update for a week and half. I'm going on a trip with my family and I'm not taking my laptop with me. But I promise I will update when I'll came back :)

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Abomination, part 2

''Emily.'' Someone said. I saw nothing. Only darkness. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. ''Emily.''

''No.'' I whispered. I tried to move but I couldn't and tears fell down on my cheeks.

My eyes fluttered open (finally.) and I saw the full moon in the sky. I tried to move my fingers and it worked. I turned my head and...what the hell I'm doing in the woods? I don't remember coming here.

I slowly stood up.

''Emily.'' The same voice said again. I looked around me but saw no one. Who's talking? I tried to follow the voice. It was very familiar. I wasn't sure if it was Peter or not. I hope not.

But why I don't remember coming into the woods? I mean, I'm not sleepwalking. Well, maybe because I woke up in the woods.

Sigh.

''Emily!!'' The voice growled and now I remember that voice. Peter. I slowly turned my head and saw him in his werewolf form.

I turned around and ran. I ran as fast as I could. But he was a lot more faster than me. He growled from behind me. I tripped and fell onto the ground.

Great Emily, just great. I turned on my back but it wasn't Peter in his werewolf form. It was Derek. He looked pale.

''Derek?'' I whispered but he didn't answer.

Peter arrived behind him. Peter looked at me with his evil smile than he put his claws on Derek's neck, ready to slash it. I stood up to stop Peter but it was too late. He slashed his throat. I gasped.

''No!'' I cried. I looked at Peter. He came towards me and I started to walk backwards. His eyes turned red.

I feel my hands gripping on someone's shirt. My eyes shot open and I gasped. Oh, my gosh! That was a horrible dream.

I was sitting on my bed and Derek's arms were wrapped around me and he rubbed my back. I had my head on his chest.

It was only a dream I told myself.

''What did you dream about?'' Derek asked softly. A tear fell down on my cheek as I saw the image of Derek being killed by Peter.

''Peter. He killed you in my dream.'' I told him and he hugged me tightly.

''It was only a dream, Em.'' He whispered. ''I'm here.'' I fell asleep while listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

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I saw Scott and Stiles sitting in the stairs in the school. So, I decided to go sit with them and Stiles is talking with Scott.

''I'm sorry about the other day. I'm trying.'' Stiles told Scott. What? ''We'll get through this.'' Scott smiled. ''I know because I love you.'' Wait, what? Did I miss something?

''Stiles, are you gay?'' I asked. He didn't answer. Scott smiled at him. ''You guys are gay?'' Oh God, my brother is gay. I thought he liked Allison. ''Or maybe Stiles is a girl but wanted to be a guy.''

''I love you more...Oh my God. I can't!'' Stiles exclaimed. Then he looked at me. ''No, we're not gays dumbass. And no, I'm not a girl.'' Then he looked back at Scott. ''You and Allison just have to find a better way to communicate.'' Ohhhh.

''Come on.'' Scott said. ''You're the only one that we can trust.'' I gave him a look. ''Well, Emily too. Is she coming to the game tonight?''

''Yes, okay? Message complete.'' Stiles replied annoyed. ''All right, now, tell me about your boss.''

Scott quickly looked everywhere then leaned forward then said, ''He thinks that Allison's family keeps some kind of records of all the things that they've hunted.'' Whoa! Seriously? But why they would keep all the things that they've hunted? ''Like a book.'' Oh, like a diary. Because I write in my diary every day. I write how sexy I am. No, just kidding. I write a lot of stuff in that diary and I hope no one will find it.

Stiles clapped his hands together. ''He probably means a bestiary.'' A best what?

''What?'' I asked.

''A bestiary.'' Stiles said. Oh, yeah, I've heard of that before.

Scott laughed like if Stiles was crazy. ''I think you mean bestiality.'' Scott mumbled.

''Nope, pretty sure I don't.'' Stiles argued. ''It's like an encyclopedia of mythical creatures.''

Scott's smile faded. ''How am I the only one that doesn't seem to know anything about this stuff?'' Scott asked.

''Okay, you know, you're my best friend...'' Stiles started. ''I mean one of my best friend because Emily is my best friend too. Anyway, you're a creature of the night. It's kind of like priority of mine.'' Stiles said. ''Well, Emily too is a creature of the night.''

''Scott if you want to know everything about these thing, watch more horror movies or go more on internet.'' I said.

''I already watch a lot of horror movies.'' Scott argued.

''Well, do more research about werewolves. That's what Stiles and I do.'' I said. Stiles nodded.

''Okay, but if we can find that book, and it can tell us what thing is...'' Scott started.

''And who.'' Stiles added.

''We need that book.'' We all said at the same time. We looked at each other and smiled.

''Whoa, telepathy.'' I said. We grabbed our bags and stood up.

''Hey, Em.'' Stiles said.

''Yeah?''

''Can I train you like we did to Scott?'' Stiles asked. ''You're going to help me Scott, huh?'' He looked at Scott. Scott nodded.

''Yeah.'' Scott agreed.

''Huh, sure?'' It sounded more like a question. ''But you guys are going to throw balls at me?''

''Yeah.'' Stiles said. ''And other things like that to help you to control or fight because you're crap at running.'' I rolled my eyes. ''And you're going to fight Scott.''

''Ok.''

''Yes!'' Stiles exclaimed happily. ''Every week-end you guys are going to come at my house and we're going to train you.'' Stiles pointed at me as he said that. ''And we all have a free period after lunch, right?''

Scott and I nodded.

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