Blue eyes [Teen wolf/Derek Hale]

Ch3 - Scars

Stiles took me up to his room. I argued that I could just sleep on the couch downstairs but he wouldn't hear it.

When we got to his room, he stopped.

"So we could do this two ways." he said to me.

"One: we both sleep on my bed. I mean, it's a double bed so it shouldn't be a problem. Or two: I make a pillow pile and I'll sleep on the floor." 

He paused and looked at me.

"How about option 3? You sleep in your own bed and I'll take the floor."

"Hell no, you've just walked for god knows how long. I'm not letting you sleep on the floor."

"It's not a big deal, I've done it countless times before."

Without the pillows.

"You're not sleeping on the floor."

"I'm not sleeping in your bed."

"I've heard that one before." Stiles muttered to himself. I smiled at his joke and he looked up. His smile got bigger and before I knew it he'd thrown me on his bed.

"See you're taking my be- What's that?" he said pointing at my stomach.

I looked down and saw that my shirt was a little bit lifted, exposing my lower stomach. Shit! He saw my scars.

"So uhm... My dad... He..."

"An alcoholic?" Stiles guessed.

I cleared my throat awkwardly "No. He did this while being fully conscious of his actions."

I lifted my shirt up to a decent height and I heard Stiles gasp. I knew that my body was full of scars. I remembered most of them, but there where too many to keep track of.

"He believed that... When I did something wrong... He had to correct me."

I lowered my top again.

"But you're covered with them!" Stiles whisper shouted "Did you rob a bank when you where a toddler or something?"

"No, he believed that he should be a good parent. So he would supervise my homework and grades. Eventually he didn't felt like doing that anymore, so he just continued it because I'd probably did something wrong which needed correction." I said emotionless.

It was the first time I'd ever said it out loud. No one even knew I had these scars. Sure, some were visible. I had one just underneath my eye but no one ever payed attention to it.

Stiles took the information in and approached me. He sat next to me on his bed and pulled me in for a random hug.

"Wha- what was that for?" I stumbled.

"It will be different here."