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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    30 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    30 Jan 2015

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    The coppery tang of blood flooded Derek's nose as he neared the Stilinski' home, walking through the neighborhood, the last location on his list-that-he-did-not-keep of pack-houses-that-certainly-didn't-need-to-be-patrolled. His first feeling was one of confusion, and maybe a bit of disbelief. His first instinct, was to attack whatever had caused this sudden, horrible panic. His next – noticeably more calm and rational reaction, the one he listened to – was to assess the situation before going in, claws and teeth bared against an unknown threat to someone that he considered a part of his pack. Already, in the back of his mind he had sorted through all of his people, his pack, and that particular scent, was sending up flares of warning and cold terror.

    There was no doubt that the blood belonged to Stiles Stilinski.

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    Stiles clenched his fists, feeling empty and alone. He took a deep breath, shuddering shakily when he exhaled and his eyes began to sting and fill with moisture. He wiped at them angrily, he refused to cry. He breathed deeply to keep himself calm, to keep the overwhelming feeling of panic at bay, he didn't want to have a panic attack, not here, not out in the open like this. Derek was out there, he knew it, and he wasn't going to embarrass himself further in front of the werewolf. To make himself look needy. Stiles just let his shoulders slump with defeat and climbed into his jeep.

    No one wants you.

    He drove home silently, entered the house, and laid upon the bed. His felt his eyes droop heavily, his breathing evened out shortly after, and he fell asleep easily. He then entered a dream where the pain wasn't as sharp and he wasn't alone. He entered a dream where he was just a shadow to those that didn't matter and was someone important to a person that did.

    **due to the disappointed reviews given by my readers I am going to rewrite the ending of this fic. You can read this version but I will be posting and new and approved version in a week or so. Please be patient and thank you for the understanding!!

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    30 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    30 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    Stiles is kicked out of the pack. Well not intentionally but combined with being left behind by his bestfriend , Jacksons bullying and his Dads disappointed looks, Stiles is pretty ready for it. That doesn't mean it hurts anyless. So he ditches the layers, makes friends with the punk rock feminists in Beacon Hills and even jumps into a mosh pit. But, for some reason Derek Hale is still on his mind, his hands keep sparking and theres this weird book in his moms closet that has some weird witch brews in it.

    Why is junior year so complicated?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    29 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    28 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    28 Jan 2015

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    "Stilinski! Get in the goddamn water already. What are you, some kind of hydrophobic little girl?"

    What Stiles wants to say is "If you watched your best friend drown at the hands of a demon, had to hold up a wet werewolf in the middle of a pool while a creepy lizard dude waited out your death, and died via drowning in a veterinary office at the hands of the girl you've been in love with for as long as you can remember, you'd be afraid of water too."

    What he does say is, "It's actually called aquaphobia, coach. Hydrophobia deals with rabies-"

    "Shut up Stilinski."

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    28 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    28 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    28 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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    28 Jan 2015

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    It was January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death. His eyes and throat were raw from crying, his insides numb. Stiles blinked, unfazed as he watched another tear fall to the dark liquid below and break the surface in a plethora of tiny ripples.

    The bastard, he thought bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

    So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

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