I woke up the next morning, earlier than usual. I headed downstairs and started making breakfast and lunch for Stiles to take on his trip.
Dad and Stiles came down at the same time and I take Stiles' bag from him to fill it with food and drinks.
"Don't forget you need to get Scott and Issac." I say to Stiles and he nods. "I know." He says and I smile.
After Stiles rushed out the door I turned to dad confused. "Did you two argue again?" Dad asks and I shake my head no. "I don't maybe he's going through a weird phase again." I say and dad nods.
"I gotta go sweetheart, I'll see you this evening." Dad says and I nod. "Bye." I say handing him his coffee and giving him a wave as he heads for the door.
I head upstairs and have a shower. After my shower I get dressed. I put on some black jeans and a red sweatshirt. I blow dry and straighten my hair before deciding on doing my makeup. Once I was ready, I went to the coffee store.
Once I headed inside and started helping out. I took orders and made coffee for hours.
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At 5pm, I decided to head home because Stiles should be home by now so I should probably start dinner.
But when I parked my car on the drive, there was no Jeep. I headed inside were I called Stiles.
It took a few seconds for him to actually answer.
"Nia, are you alright? What's wrong?" He asks instantly. "Nothing. I'm just wondering where you are." I say placing my stuff down on the kitchen counter. "We're staying at a hotel tonight because the meets been cancelled." Stiles says and I nod. "Okay, just be careful." I say and he sighs.
"Nia I need to tell you something. I was gonna wait till I got home tomorrow but I don't want you to go over and find out." He says and I furrow my eyebrows. "What is it?" I ask Stiles.
"I feel like it'll be better if you sat down. Are you sat down?" He asks and I sigh. "Stiles just tell me." I say and I hear him take a deep breath.
"It's Derek." He says and I furrow my eyebrows. "What about him?" I ask annoyed. "He died Nia, he's dead." Stiles says and sadness over washes me alomg with skepticism.
"Your lying." I say and Stiles sighs. "I promise you im not." He says softly and something in his tone makes me believe him.
"How?" I ask as my voice cracks. "The Alpha pack. I don't know all the information, we'll tell you as soon as we get back tomorrow." Stiles says and I nod. I didn't wanna cry on the phone to Stiles but I didn't think I could say anymore with out breaking down so I quickly ended the phone call.
As the phone call ended I slid down the wall like what they did in the movies. I never thought I'd get so upset over something that would make me slid to the floor. But Derek is dead and it's one of the worst pains I've felt in my life.
With my mom, I knew, we all knew she wasn't going to make it. But Derek, he's healthy and everything was okay. He was supposed to call me and tell me he was sorry for treating Issac that way and he realised what he did was awful and we were supposed to go back to the normal teasing.
Oh my God. He's dead. Derek's dead and the last thing I said to him was "where do your loyalties lie?" I should've called him. I should've went over there and saw that he knew what he did was wrong.
The more I sat on the kitchen floor crying, the more I felt like an awful person for arguing with him. The more I felt like an idiot. The more I felt the need to apologise.
I grab my phone and go through my contacts till I found his name. I clicked on it immediately and listened and hoped he would answer. Which he clearly wouldn't.
When it got to voicemail, I immediately started talking into the phone.
"Hey Derek." I say and immediately sob down the phone. "Im so so sorry for leaving our conversation that way. We should've talked it because im not in the wrong but that's besides the point." I say inbetween cries down the phone.
"Please please please just let this be some miscommunication. You can hate me for shouting at you yesterday forever if it really means if but I don't want to live in a world where you don't. Not after everything you've done for me. So please just wake up. Please. I'm--" but before I could say or cry any more the phone cuts off because the voicemail was too long. So I call back, again.
"You're my best friend Derek. You've done too much for me and my heart hurts. Please just wake up." I say which is followed by the worst sobbing I think I've ever created.
"Please." I plea through the phone. "I need you Derek. I can't believe I'm saying all this." I say and start laughing, a sad laugh which turned back to crying quite fast.
After about another 5 heart breaking voicemails and a million call to Derek, that he didn't pick up, I decided to go to the loft. Maybe Cora will be there or Peter and I'll get closure. I can't wait for Stiles to get back.
On the way up to the loft, I wiped my bright red and puffy eyes furiously, just hoping to get rid of the tears so I don't look ridiculous infront of Cora or Peter.
I open the loft door and notice sploches of blood on the floor. "Cora?" I call looking up from the blood to see Derek jump up my eyes widen as I notice he was naked. I quickly spin around to give him privacy whilst he got dressed.
"Nia, what are you doing here? How many times do I have to tell you that you can't just show up here without letting me know." He says and once I hear his jeans were on I spin on my heels to look at him.
I notice a girl in his bed who was covering herself with the blanket. I look from Derek to her, from her to Derek, Derek to her, her to Derek. Until I was left pretty pissed off.
"You son of a bitch." I say to him and he looks at me confused. "Have you been crying?" He asks trying to confort me. "You bet your ass I've been crying. Not long ago I thought you died. I called you a ton and left abouf 5 pathetic voice mails and you're here just getting it off with a different women." I shout and Derek looked at me stunned.
"I know I probably should've answered the phone." Derek says and I scoff. "Yeah, you should've because I haven't been able to stop crying." I say walking over to him and start hitting his chest.
"You son of a bitch! Asshole!" Are just a few of the things I called him whilst hitting his chest and crying at the same time.
Derek took my arms and almost hugged me till I pulled back. "Stop." I say getting out of his grip.
"I thought you died. Do you know how I felt?" I ask and Derek sighs. "How do you think I felt when Stiles called me and told me my best friend had died. Actually died. And the last thing i said to him was 'where do your loyalties lie?' I felt like such a shit person and you've just been hooking up with some women." I say and Derek sighs.
"Nia, calm down." He says taking a step closer to me. "Hell no, I will not 'calm down'." I shout at him and he sighs and turns to the women in his bed. "In sorry." He says and she nods awkwardly.
"Don't I know you?" I ask her confused. "She's uh... she's Stiles English teacher." Derek says and I scoff and turn to walk to the door.
"I don't know where my Derek is gone, but I want him back. You would never have done that to Issac and you wouldn't of absolutely broke my heart letting me think you were dead to hook up with some teacher." I say to Derek and he runs a tired hand over his face.
"Don't talk to me. I'm not even joking. Don't ever talk to me again Derek I swear to god." I say before walking out of thr loft and back to my car.
When I get home I head to my room and cried the whole time I tried to get ready for bed. I locked up downstairs, knowing dad had his keys on him.
I locked up my room and my windows before climbing into the bed, where I sobbed continuously for hours.
"Nia?" I hear my dad call after he knocks on my door. "Yeah?" I call wiping my eyes. "What's wrong?" He asks genuinely concerned. "Nothing, nothing just a bad dream." I say hick uping.
"Nia open the door and talk to me, or im gonna break the door down." He says so I wipe my eyes again before heading ovee to the door and unlocking it.
"Is it about your mom? I heard you say something abour death." Dad says and I just nod and burst out crying. "Oh, Nia." He says before hugging me.
"It's okay." He says and I shake my head no. "It's not. I can't have a happy life. I don't know what I did in a past life but it must've been horrific if I'm constantly getting knocked down." I say crying into my dads shoulder.
"We'll get there Nia, it's okay." Dad says and I nod. "I promise it's gonna get better I swear to it." He says and I sigh. "It doesn't feel like it will." I say and he nods. "I know, but I promise you." He says and I smile.
"I miss her so much." I say to dad and he nods. "Me too." Dad says and we didn't have to say anything after that. After about an hour he went back to bed, me I sat leaning against my headboard and staring at my window. Im paranoid. Too paranoid.