Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Maybe coming back to Beacon Hills so soon was a HORRIBLE idea. Thought brought on by the mere fact that not even a full week in the town and here he was being chased by the new big bad. The worst part? Stiles Stilinski-Teller was trapped in a dingy closet with one Derek freakinā Hale. After everything that went down between Void and themā¦ and the avoidance ā the teen was a ticking time bomb of nervous energy and jitters. Nervous over the situation, the monster outside the door, the monster still lingering in his head, and the utmost terrifying wolf standing directly in front of him.
It is a miracleĀ that the teen hasnāt broken out into a full blown panic attack just yet but heās trying to keep himself calm. Collected in whatever way possible. Of courseā¦ when Derek snaps ā eyes narrow and a shift in attitude changes just enough.Ā āYOU shut up!ā A whispered shout through clenched teeth.Ā āIām not doing anythingĀ asshole. Youāre the one that got us into this mess.ā Because the blame game always helps a damn situation.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Gritting his teeth, derek as to resist pushing stiles into the wall. His fists clench tightly as he glares at the boy.Ā āReally? Your blaming me?ā Letting out a sharp, bitter laugh he shakes his head.Ā āMaybe if you listened to me we wouldnāt be here.ā He hisses, eyes narrowed tightly. Maybe it was his own fault they ended up so stuck, too preoccupied with his emotions to notice the creature creeping up on him. But he wasnāt going to admit that. Not when heās so afraid of the boys judgment of him.
He didnāt want this. He hated that there was so much tension between the two of them, and missed when things were simpler. But he canāt reverse time, and he has to deal with stileās knowing his secret. He canāt believe stiles was so disgusted he just left, the bitter emotions stir deep in Derekās gut. Hopefully he can leave soon, and get as far away from stiles as he possibly can. Ā
