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Stiles is very forgiving, he always has been. His dad always told Stiles that his mom was exactly the same way. Guess he got it from her. Stiles forgave Scott when he completely ditched Stiles for Alison, when he got the shit beat out of him and he never cared, he forgave Scott when he stopped calling and wanting to hang out because he was too busy with Isaac and Derek. Hell, he even forgave Derek when he fucked Stiles raw and left him dirty and bruised after. He still does, over and over again. Yet there comes a time when people snap. For Stiles it happened on a Monday.
Stiles had been hinting all last week that his birthday was coming up. He hinted it to the pack during a pack meeting, but they just brushed it off. He hinted it to his dad, but the sheriff just took off saying he was late for work. Yet Stiles was still excited! Usually, for the pack’s birthdays, he’ll plan a party, bake an enormous cake worthy of wolfs, and made everyone pitch in for an awesome gift. All through Sunday Stiles wondered what Monday would be like. Needless to say, Stiles was ecstatic to see what would happen. As usual, Derek showed up that night, fucked Stiles on his hands and knees, gave Stiles a slap in the ass, then left. Stiles was alone.
Stiles woke up bright and early. He headed downstairs calling out
“Guess who’s 18 today? This guy!” The sheriff shushed him and finished the call, already heading out the door.
“Gotta go to work!” He yells as he leaves Stiles in the kitchen staring after him. Hurt, Stiles went ahead with his day. He quickly made pancakes and drowned them down with a glass of milk. He looked at the clock. Shit, he’s late! Stiles hurried up to get dressed and goes to pick up Scott. He gets there with only 5 minutes until the first bell rings.
“God Stiles! You need to stop being so lazy! I need to meet with Alison!” Stiles mumbles and apology and looks at Scott with anticipation.
“Hurry up dude!” Stiles stares a moment longer then starts the car and hurries to school. Once they got to school, Scott immediately jumped out to meet with Alison with not another word to Stiles. Stiles slowly walked into the school towards his locker.
“Hey faggot,” Jackson called out from the other side of the hall. Stiles walked by him trying to get to his things. He suddenly feels a hand on his shoulder pushing him against the hard locker.
“I’m talking to you fag!” Stiles feels the metal against his now bruised back.
“What the hell Jackson, I thought we were passed this! Plus Danny’s gay.” Jackson smirked
“Yeah but he’s not a pathetic loser like you Stilinski.” Jackson slammed him again and left. Stiles fell to the floor in pain.
“Look how pretty you look on the floor Stilinski. You might want to practice on your knees.”
“Erica!”
“Shut it Isaac.” Stiles felt a tear roll down his flushed cheeks as he heard Erica’s heels fading in the hallway. Isaac picked Stiles up and gave him a hug.
“I’m sorry mom,” he said while nuzzling into the crook of his neck. Stiles patted him on the cheek and ruffled his hair then slowly made his way to the class trying to ignore the pain in his back and the pain in his heart.
The day passed slowly and Stiles went through the day in a trance. Jackson tripped him in the hall, Boyd slammed his locker, Erica called him names, Scott and Alison ignored him (more than usual) and Isaac only gave him sad puppy dog looks, but didn’t say anything to him. By lunchtime Stiles couldn’t take it anymore. He passed by the locker room where he heard voices.
“Goddamnit Danny I feel so bad for him! We all know why Derek is doing this to him but they’re taking it too far! I’m standing up to him in pack meeting today.” Pack meeting? Since when was there a pack meeting, no one told him. Maybe no one told him because they just don’t want him in the pack anymore. That just hurt, he locked the pack! He loved when Isaac called him Mom and when Scott, Jackson and Boyd got protective of him. He loved that Erica always told him everything and he even loved Derek.
Derek… He fell in love with him despite the fucking then chucking. He was still a good alpha who cared about his pack. He was in love with a moody, grumpy, sourwolf. It hurt that he didn’t want him in the pack anymore. It hurt that he couldn’t love Stiles even though Stiles told him those 3 words every night before Derek left. Stiles went home and sobbed. He cried because he lost his family and pack, because he lost his best friend, because his father spends way too much time involved with his work. He cried because he would never have a family and because the love of his life would never love him. Stiles went on facebook.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. I’M COMING MOM.
He sent it and sent a message to Isaac telling him he loved him and to be a good boy. Stiles took a bottle of vodka and whole bottle of Tylenol and Anti-Depressants he had saved up from when his mom died.
“I love you Derek” he whispered before gulping down the pills and vodka. He didn’t have anything else to live for, everyone was happier without him. His world went fuzzy and suddenly it went black.
Isaac was worried about Stiles. He hadn’t seen anymore of him and then he suddenly got a text from him saying he loved him and to be a good boy. Isaac hurried to Derek’s after school where everyone already was.
“You!” He yelled at Derek.
“Because of you mom is hurt! Because of you mom was crying! Fix this!” Isaac started beating on Derek’s chest.
“You guys took it too far. Why would you do that in the first place! Stiles is the one who held you all together.” Danny declared from the other side of the room. Everyone looked ashamed and guilty, except for Derek. He grabbed Isaac and threw him towards Danny.
“I had to do it! I can’t have a weak human in the pack!” Danny glared,
“He’s stronger than any of us!” Isaac yelled. Derek glared at Isaac and Danny for a long time.
“I did it because he needs to live. He’ll die with us, and I can’t see someone I love die again. He’s too important to me.” Derek looked defeated.
“Then why the fuck did you have to do it like this! Why couldn’t you have told him, talked to him! Today of all fucking days Derek. If you love him so much you should’ve known what today was!” Everyone looked confused, even Scott.
“If you don’t know check on facebook” Jackson pulled out his laptop and logged on to facebook.
“It’s his birthday,” Erica said.
“No it can’t be his birthday I would know! “ Jackson clicked on Stiles profile and everyone crowded around to see what was so important.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. I’M COMING MOM.
“What does that mean?” Alison asked.
“Wait, Stiles sent me a message saying he loved me and to be good.” Everyone though for a moment until Isaac realized what it all meant.
“Stiles!” Isaac yelled and ran. Everyone started going after Isaac until they all go to the house. Isaac got there first and walked in through the open window of Stile’s bedroom, no Stiles. He followed his scent downstairs and found Stiles in the living room with a bottle of vodka and two containers of pills, all three completely empty.
“Mom! No you can’t leave me!” Isaac started pounding on Stiles’ chest just as Derek and the rest of the pack got there.
“Erica call the ambulance! Scott call his father! Now!” Danny ordered. Derek knelt down next to stiles and held his lifeless body. “You have to do it Derek, before he’s completely gone.” Danny said. Derek numbly nodded and took Stiles’ hand
“I’m so sorry I have to do this Stiles. I love you, I’m so sorry.” Derek bit Stiles and everyone waited hoping to hear some good news. Nothing. The ambulance along with the police got to the Stilinski residence.
“Where is my son?” The sheriff yelled. The paramedics quickly entered the house. The sheriff went in the house and from the outside everyone could hear the wails of distress coming from the Sheriff. The paramedics pulled the sheriff and Derek off of Stiles and took him into the ambulance, his father going with him. Derek looked at the ambulance as it drove off. “Please don’t leave me” he softly said to the air and then he ran. Ran to the love of his life. Derek ran to Stiles.