Falling For The Alpha

Chapter Eighteen

My eyes flutter open slowly as I observe my surroundings, finding comfort in the familiar walls of my bedroom. It feels like forever since I've been home and god am I happy to be home. I push my body further into the comfort of my own bed snuggling into the thick duvet.

I look over to the clock on my dresser and it reads 4:05 am wow I must've been so tired. Yesterday's begin to invade my brain and I bolt up right "no" I groan aloud this is bad this is really really bad.

I can't help but wonder why after everything that happened yesterday Derek would take me home. Oh no what if he knows it was him in my dream, what if he knows he's my mate. He's probably disgusted I mean we barely even know each other and the time we have spent together we have been yelling at each other, but every time I've been hurt it's been Derek that has watched over me. Maybe he feels the bond.

"I'm such a an idiot" I mumble as I grip my hair in distress. I feel the mattress dip beside me and I feel familiar hands remove my hands from my hair. I look next to me and see the warm eyes of my best friend sympathy written all over his face. I can't hold it in anymore.

The tears flow freely from my eyes and feel Scott pull me into him "hey it's alright, you're okay. It's going to be okay" he whispers soothingly into my hair. I pull my body away from looking up at him tears still falling "it's not okay Scott, he's my mate and he hates me. I'm going to die because he will never feel the same!" I yell harshly through the tears Scott flinches and I feel bad but this situation is getting the best of me.

Scott places a hand on my shoulder gripping it tightly "Stiles Derek cares about you, he might not want to admit it and we both know he has no idea how to show it but I know he can feel the bond too, he just doesn't know what to do. Mates barely ever find each other and when they do they're normally older" sadness filling his eyes as he talks "I don't know what to do Scott, this is all just too much." I whisper looking down at my hands too embarrassed by how weak I am to look up.

How can Derek feel the same all he sees me as is some stupid kid that's it. I annoy him and he hates me and now my life depends on him loving me back. He's let me die before he fell in love with me.

"Look Stiles Derek told me everything that happened he told me to look after you but to be honest I think it should be him here not me you guys need to talk about this" he looks away from me before whispering "I won't let you die you're my brother I can't lose you" he slowly gets up from my bed and walks towards the door. "You can't leave me, please Scott don't leave me" he looks at me sadly "I'm sorry bro but you and Derek need to talk this is between the two of you and he is the only one that can fix this so I have to go get him I'm sorry" and with that he disappears from my sight.

I throw my duvet off myself and pace around my room. Why would he leave me he's meant to be my brother he's meant to help me! Derek will never love me! Now I'm alone as always no one to comfort me. I feel the anger rising in my chest I slam my fist into my fill length mirror hissing in pain as I feel the flesh on my knuckles tear from the shattered glass. I got to throw my bloody fist into it again as I feel my body being roughly pulled into a strong defined chest.

I instantly know who it is "GET OFF ME" I squirm in an attempt to get out of his grip I want nothing more then to seek comfort in his strong arms but I can't. I can't let him see how weak I am and how much I need him.

I feel my body collide with my bed as I am pushed swiftly onto it "Stiles stop it! I know you need me here so I am staying here I don't know what to do but I know that no matter what I am not going to let you get hurt!" He growls out but as I look into his eyes all I see is sympathy.

"Derek" I choke out as violent sobs begin to escape me he pulls me into his strong arms once again my head buried into his chest as he just holds me whispering gentle words of comfort into my ear.