A/N: May be triggering. Werewolves can get drunk and high in my universe. Also, I do not own any of the pictures used here.
Derek POV
It's been a month since I've seen anyone. I've been drinking. I couldn't bring myself to go to Jackson's funeral. I knew I would regret that, but I just couldn't do it.
I haven't slept more than a couple of hours a night. I haven't left the house. I don't remember when or even if I've eaten or showered.
I won't answer the door or the phone.
I'm standing in the empty living room.
Just a couple of months ago, we were celebrating and having fun and now I am here.
I'm halfway through a bottle of whiskey.
I am so angry; I start destroying the kitchen.
I am walking through the glass as I go to the living room again. I start pulling the pictures off the wall. One by one they hit the floor with a clatter.
I feel the glass stabbing my feet I ignore it.
I deserve it.
I sit on the couch and pull my knees up to my chin. I am starting to cry.
I feel hopeless, I feel lost.
Stiles POV
I haven't seen Derek in a month. My heart is aching.
I've tried to see him. I go to his house. I leave baskets of food on the porch. He never opens the door.
I've gone there every day and there those baskets sit. I don't know what to do.
Peter says he needs time.
I am impatient. I need Derek. I need to be with him. I need to help him. I need to make him feel better.
We all went to Jackson's funeral and I expected Derek to be there, but he was not.
Scott and Isaac have been helping me through.
I spend most of my time with them.
I have an interview with the police department on Monday and I want to tell Derek, but he won't talk to me. I am feeling lost and hopeless.
Derek POV
"Derek Hale if you do not open this door, I am going to kick it down!" Peter yells.
Fuck.
I know that tone.
I stumble to the door and open it.
He steps in taking in the sight of me and the house.
"Derek. What the fuck?" He says.
I make my way back to the couch as I take another swig of whiskey.
Peter grabs the bottle and throws it a crossed the room.
I growl at him.
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