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Stiles POV

I'm at it again. I know I shouldn't but it's just so addicting. I once again bring the sharp blade across my harmed skin. Doing it over and over again, until the only thing I see is blood. Once I'm at that point, I stop. I observe it until a knock comes at my door.

'Son? Are you ready', my dad yells
'Yeah' dammit, there's no time to have a shower, how am I meant to hide the scent of blood from Scott? Oh my god what m I going to do. Ok I'm just going to wash it in the sink and wrap it up. That's my plan. Yep. I put my arm in the sink and turn the tap on. Not knowing that it's going to sting like hell because it does. Like a mother freaker.ok quickly get the bandage and get out.

I'm at school. Trying to avoid my friends at all cost, because you know they are all supernatural. I see Scott, and our eyes meet. I look at them for a second and I can see worry written all over them. He probably can smell the blood still so I just walk away, quickly, very quickly. I'm still walking when the bell rings and I race to class. I look around and see two empty seats at the back so I take one. Wait what class is this, oh no this is the class I have with Sc-

'Hey stiles' Scott says in a gloomy voice. He sits down next to me, looking at my arm... the one I cut myself on. I quickly smile and look down at my desk, trying to not look at Scott's eyes that make me spill everything, literally everything. It sucks.

Scott tried to get my attention the whole time but I tried my best to not say anything. As soon as the bell rang I bolted out of there. Trying to find the boys locker rooms and sitting down. Resting my body. I'm not the fittest person but you know, I'm just not that type of person. I hear the door open then shut gently, thinking that is was Scott I yelled out

'Scott! I'm fine'

I hear a laugh, then footsteps
'Stiles your not fine if you hurt yourself'
I hear a dark broody voice say

'Derek?' I question

'Yeah, Scott called me wanting me to check on you, because you won't talk to him' he looks at me sternly

'What makes you think that I'll talk to you' I snort

'I know stiles' he smirks at me

I blush and look down
'What do you mean' I squeak

He puts his fingers under my chin and lifts it up so I'm looking into his eyes as he looks into mine. He's leaning in so, of course I do to. Our lips finally meet, and it was a slow pull back trying to stay on his lips but he was pulling back as well. I open my eyes, completely shocked at what just happened. He smiles at me

'So do you want to tell me what's happening?' He asks

And I tell him everything that has happened. That ever since I told people I was gay I've been bullied and I thought everyone hated me. I get punched everywhere they can hit, and I hardly eat anymore think my body is horrible. So to make some of the pain go away for a minute I started cuttings. Ever since I couldn't stop because I loved the feeling of being in control of my pain. So yeah. That's what I said and he looked angry for some odd reason

'Who are the people' he says through gritted teeth

'What?'

'Who hurt you' he looks at me and flashes his eyes red, I'm kinda dated but I know he won't hurt me

'I don't want you to hurt them' I look down, playing with the fabric on my pants as he groans.

'Stiles, I want to protect you, I need to protect you'

'I DONT NEED PROTECTING' I yell and storm out of the room. Going to my jeep, not knowing if it is the end of school or not I still walk to my jeep. I'm not feeling well anyway.

I can hear someone behind me but I don't want to look. Wait that's more than one person. I look back and quickly look away, seeing that it's Derek and Scott. I sigh in relief, I thought it was the bullies

Next minute I get punched in the jaw, feeling the pain rush to it quickly so I put my hand over where I just got hit. I look up to see the boys that have been bullying me. I'm waiting for another punch but it never comes. I open one eye to see Derek and Scott standing there, with bodies behind them. I smile them frown, I didn't need protecting. I can do it myself even though I gave up just then but I don't need it. I get up and rush to my jeep, quickly driving to my house.

I run up to my room and go to the bathroom. I look in the drawers trying to find my blade and I'm successful.

'Worthless' I say as I slide the blade across my arm
'Weak'
'Pathetic'
'Stupid'
'Fag'
I'm about to make another but something stops me, there's a grip on my arm and I see Derek, looking at me with pity

'You are none of those things' he says, grabbing the blade from my hand and flushing it down the toilet, he grabs a towel and dabs it on my skin.

'I am' I say with a tear falling down my cheek

'If you weren't here, we would never have our genius for our pack' he wraps the towel around my arm

'And I wouldn't have my mate'

I smile brightly and kiss him. Let's just say that kiss turned out pretty well ;)

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