Derek-x-Stiles

“I’m sure my brother didn’t talk to you about his past now did he?” Looking up I sigh at the girl in front of me. Her long brown hair and eyes to match are staring at me trying to look at who I really am. After a few silent moments I speak up, “Yeah, he told me about Kate. About how she was abusive and used alcohol to keep him with her. How she would claim he beat her. That’s why he’s living at home with all of you.” “So you get it why he’s scared?” she asks this and I don’t know where to pinpoint the type of tone she’s using. “Why he’s scared? Fuck, I’m scared. Though finding out that he wants to end it cause his relationship status says single is a bit different. Then I tell him that I’m here for him if he wants to talk. That we should talk. That we need to talk even if we're used to being on our own. I get an ‘I'll think about it.’ You know what fuck you and fuck him. If he sent you here to do your dirty work he can just kiss my ass cause I want nothing to deal with him. I dove