DEADPOOL | Stiles Stilinski 2 ✓

Chapter One

Chapter One

My Mum had tried to convince me to talk to my friends before going to school to avoid all tension.

That hadn't worked so she dragged me off the cabin Sunday night and drove me to Scott's house - I don't know how she knew where he lived - which is where this leads me to stand outside Scott's house, contemplating.

I stand there for about five minutes and sighed, dropping my shoulders. I can't do this. I'm humiliating myself already. My cheeks were already scarlet red, I'm just gonna walk back home.

I turned around on my heel and almost screamed when Stiles stands there, his mouth wide and a younger version of Derek stands there, looking confused.

"You're back?" Stiles raised an eyebrow at me.

I gulped. "I've been back for a few days, I..."

"You left us." Stiles had begun. "You left me without a reason, I thought we'd never see you again."

"I'm sorry," I whispered, biting my lower lip. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't be here anymore." My eyes shine with tears, but I wouldn't dare let them fall.

They were mad at me; I knew it. I mean, I would be mad at me too. I am mad at myself

Stiles had sighed. "It's okay, you had every reason to leave, I'm sorry... What made you decide to come back?"

"My Mum," I admit, looking down at the ground. "She missed this place."

It fell silent between us. "Vivian?" My head snaps over to the mini version Derek, who looked at me, completely shocked. "Vi, is that you?"

Stiles' eyes widen and he nods his head from aside, encouraging me to say yes. "Uh, yeah, Derek? It's me..." Wait a minute, this was Derek.

Derek had sighed in relief and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. I hugged the boy back awkwardly. What is going on? I gave Stiles a look from behind, he mouthed 'I'll explain inside'.

"Thank God," Derek mumbled. "Someone I know is here. Did you know our family left?"

I raised an eyebrow as he pulled back, my mind fuzzed. Stiles shook his head intensely beside Derek, who can't see him. "No, I didn't. Where'd they go?"

"Out of town," Derek explained, his eyes scanning my face. "That's what Scott said." What the heck is going on... Why does Derek think I'm Mum? Why does Derek look like he's 16 again?

I send a glare at Stiles. What did they do to him?

Derek then laced my hands with him, I almost pulled back because this was too weird, but remembered that I'm supposed to be my Mum. She's in love with Derek, God, now I have to pretend to be in love with him.

I mean, I love him, yeah, but I'm not in love with him. Not like my Mum is. "We're gonna be okay," I tell Derek softly, who eyes light up slightly as they connect with mine.

Derek nodded, believing me. "Okay," Stiles mumbled and moved forward to open Scott's house, entering in the house.

Derek looked at me, damn he has such a babyface. "Do you really trust them, Vi?" He questioned softly.

I nod. "Yes, Derek. I trust them, you trust me, right?" He nods without hesitation. He went to lean in a kiss me and my eyes widen with horror.

I am not going to kiss my Dad on the lips. No, never. "Come on, lovebirds!" I heard Stiles call out sarcastically in times, I pulled away from Derek, giving him a small smile.