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“We’re definitely going out this weekend” Scott said as he sat down at their table, Allison in tow.
“Huh?” Stiles looked up from the book he was currently reading, his food untouched on the table. He hadn’t had the appetite lately.
“Dude, you’ve been acting weird lately and I’m starting to worry” Scott gave him an uncertain look. He looked to Allison for support and she simply just shrugged.
“Have not” He mumbled and went back to his book as Scott and Allison began giving each other a longing look. And that was that.
He hadn’t heard the bell ring until Scott nudged him. He packed his things and in the corner of his eye, he saw Derek looking at him intensely. Nothing new there. He rolled his eyes and started walking the opposite direction, still feeling Derek’s eyes on him.
Derek hadn’t approached him since the last time he surprised Stiles in his own house. The older boy had oddly enough kept his distance and Stiles wasn’t complaining.
Scott began talking about something that had to do with lacrosse and how he was going to go to the tryouts, but Stiles just tuned him out. He didn’t look where he was going when he was suddenly pushed into a couple of lockers. He was about to yell at the person who did it, when he looked up and saw Eli standing there with crossed arms and a smirk while looking down at him.
Scott didn’t say anything, just looked at the scene, while putting out a hand for him to reach. Stiles gladly took it, still feeling irritated by Eli, but kept going like nothing had happened. He knew that people were only trying to get a rise out of him and since he was kind of used to the abuse at the school by now, he wouldn’t allow it to happen. He didn’t know why Eli was suddenly acting like Derek. He had hoped that Eli had been different, he was for a period of time, but now his mood could change from one day to another and Stiles didn’t know what to do.
He felt the stares of everyone in the hallway, but quickly ignored them. Scott began talking again, starting from where he left off, like nothing had happened, but once again, Stiles didn’t have the energy to listen.
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“Stiles!” his dad yelled from downstairs “Get your ass down here!”
It was 09:00 AM on a Saturday and Stiles didn’t have the energy to get up.
“Just five more minutes” he mumbled, knowing that his dad couldn’t hear him. His eyes began to droop as he began feeling slumber taking over him again, only to be woken up abruptly by his dad yanking the covers off of him.
Stiles quickly sat up
“Dad!” he yelled “I could have been naked!”
“I told you to get up” the Sherriff began walking out of the room “put on some clothes and get your ass downstairs”
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Stiles took a quick shower and brushed his teeth. He could hear hushed laughs coming from the living room and he became confused
“Stiles!”
“Mandy? Paul?” Stiles smiled and ran across the living room and embraced them both in a hug.
“Hi sweetie!” Mandy kissed his cheek and Stiles slowly began to let them both go.
“I thought you guys were coming next weekend!” He jumped a bit up and down, feeling excited at seeing them again.
“I know, but we wanted to surprise you!” Paul said as he patted him on the back
“Consider me surprised!” Stiles said excitedly. He was happy seeing them, since it had been so long. But at the same time, he felt sad. Matt looked exactly like Mandy and Stiles just couldn’t look at her without thinking back to him. He had his father’s personality and it had definitely shined through.
Stiles began tearing up as he looked at both of them. He felt his dad put a hand on his shoulder.
“Oh Stiles” Mandy said as she embraced him again “It’s okay, sweetheart!” she pushed the hair out of his face and gave him another kiss on the cheek.
“Come on, Stiles. Lets go talk in the kitchen, while Paul and your dad catch up, don’t we?”
Stiles sniffed and could only give a little nod in response. She took his hand and led him to the kitchen.
“I know it’s hard, baby” she gently pushed him towards one of the chairs by the table and silently told him to sit down.
“You haven’t had breakfast yet, right?” Stiles shook his head.
“Good” She said. “Let me make you those pancakes you and Matt loved”
Stiles began tearing up again by the mention of his name. He still had trouble with keeping his emotions inside, when his name was mentioned. He knew that with Mandy he could always show his true emotions without being judged or being given a look of pity. She simply understood how he felt and he was forever grateful that he wasn’t alone, however selfish that may sound.
“Thank you”
“You’re welcome, sweetie” she smiled at him.
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Later that day, when Mandy and Paul had settled in to the guestroom, Mandy took him out for lunch. He wanted to spend as much time with her as possible, so he agreed. They talked and talked, about everything from school (he didn’t mention the bullying part though) to his love life (nonexistent, was his exact word). He wanted to tell her the truth about what was going on, sure. But he was afraid of her telling it all to his dad.
While eating he got a text from Scott:
To Stiles:
From Scott:
stiles! we shd go out 2 nite!
To Scott:
From Stiles:
I can’t, dude
To Stiles:
From Scott:
wat? found dis g8t gay bar in town called the jungle! sounds fun, rite!?
To Scott:
From Stiles:
Yeah, dude. I just can’t tonight, sorry. :/
To Stiles:
From Scott:
ok then :(
He put the phone in his pockets and found Mandy staring at him with an amused smile.
“what is it? Do I have something on my face?” Stiles wiped his mouth with his hand.
“No not at all” she smiled “I just haven’t seen someone look guilty AND happy like that while texting someone” she gave out a little laugh
“Oh yeah. That was Scott, my best friend that I told you about?” She nodded “he just invited me to a gay bar tonight”
“That’s great, sweetie” she smiled and put her hand on top of his. “You should go!”
“I told him no” Stiles said. “I know he’s only trying to be supportive of me, but he really doesn’t have to”
“What is this really about?” she squeezed his hand and let it go. “Are you afraid that people are going to come after him, like they did with you and Matt?”
“It’s just that people can be cruel, Mandy”
she gave him a look that said “You think I don’t know?”
“I just don’t want him to get involved in this”
“In what exactly, Stiles?” she looked at him with a look of concern.
“Nothing” he mumbled
“Stiles.” The tone in her voice told him not to argue.
“It’s really nothing, Mandy” he insisted. He really didn’t want to talk about it.
“I’ll let it go for now, but don’t you think that I wont ask about it later”
Stiles could only nod and continue eating.
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The weekend went by fast, much to Stiles’ dismay. He had spent it by doing all sorts of catching up with Mandy and he was feeling much better by the end of it. Mandy and Paul were staying until Wednesday and Stiles wanted to spend as much time with them as possible.
On Monday he was woken up by Mandy, telling him that his dad had already left for work. He did his usual morning routine, feeling fresh and relaxed for the first time in a long time. Mandy had made pancakes and had driven him to school.
When he got inside, he spotted Allison and Scott making out by the lockers. He slowly started making his way over to them, but decided to just keep walking and let them be.
“You going somewhere?”
“JESUS!” Stiles turned around to look at the person who had scared him. Of course. Derek.
“Warn a guy, jeez!”
“Don’t tell me what to do” Derek said, darkly. Stiles ignored him and started walking again until he was yanked back by his arm.
“Don’t walk away from me” Derek warned
“Don’t tell me what to do” Stiles mocked.
“You think you’re funny?” Derek still had his grip tightly around Stiles’ arm and it was starting to hurt.
“Let go of me, Derek”
“No”
“Let go!” People were starting to look at them and he really didn’t want to make a scene. One, just one day, he would like to go by without him being harassed. He should have just stayed in his bed.
“Do you really want to start with me right now?” Derek asked in a hushed tone, his eyes becoming darker.
“Really!?” He said in disbelief “I’m not the one who’s starting something right now”
Derek’s grip became even tighter and Stiles tried to yank his arm back, but it was no use.
“Let me go, Derek”
“hmm” Derek pretended to consider it. “No, I don’t think I want to”
and then he was yanked down the hallway, people stopping up, whispering to their friends. People were starting to talk and Stiles once again just wanted to go home.
“Derek!” Stiles yelled, still trying to pull his arm away. “Let me go!” they rounded the corner to the main doors and he was pulled outside
“I have to get to class!” Derek only grunted in response as he pulled Stiles towards his car.
“This is seriously getting old!” he said.
“Shut up”
“Let me go!”
“Shut up!!” Derek yelled as he pushed him up against the Camaro “Just shut up for once in your life!” He got up in Stiles’ face and they were kind of just breathing heavily, looking at each
other.
“What do you want, Derek” Stiles whispered, giving up.
Derek then pulled away, walking to his side of the car and told him to get in.
“No”
“What did you say?”
“No. Not until you tell me where we’re going”
“Away from here”
“To do what?”
“Just get in the car” Derek was clearly getting agitated again and he looked seconds away from murdering Stiles.
Stiles quickly got in the car and sighed as Derek drove them away.