Chapter Fourteen

Derek was terrified to go to Stiles' house and see if he went there because he promised his father that he would make sure he stayed safe, but he had to check. He pulled into the driveway of the Stilinski house, slowly getting out of the car. He made his way up to the door when he started getting worried.

He couldn't hear Stiles' heartbeat inside, which meant he wasn't there... Derek was just about to turn around to go back to his car when the door opened, revealing Sheriff Stilinski standing there, in uniform, "yes?"

"Uh, never mind," Derek said, turning away.

"Where's Stiles?" He asked. Derek froze in his tracks, not wanting to turn around and tell him the horrifying news. "Derek."

Derek sighed and turned around, "can I come in?"

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Stiles woke up with a big headache. He opened his eyes, and that's when he realized that he didn't know where he was. He shifted his body when he felt pain shot through his body, he was confused and focused on the pain, finding out it was coming from his butt. He was naked... He couldn't remember anything.

The door opened, which made Stiles jump four feet above the bed. He looked at the person who almost gave him a heart attack, it was Jackson. He smirked, "well hi."

"W-what am I doing here?" Stiles asked.

"Well," Jackson said, sitting in a chair that was in the corner of the room, opening a can of pop, "you see when I want something... I get it. And I saw you in the woods, watching you walk, I wanted you. And I got you."

The smirk he gave sent chills throughout Stiles' body, "what..."

"Oh come on Stiles, don't act like you don't know what I did," Jackson said, smirking.

"You... You raped me..." Stiles whispered, moving up the bed, getting as far away from Jackson as possible.

"I wouldn't call it rape," Jackson said, smirking again.

"I was unconscious!" Stiles yelled, starting to get angry. Jackson just smirked and took another drink of his pop.

••••••"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE MY SON IS?!" Sheriff Stilinski yelled, slamming his hands on the table and standing up.

"My uncle scared him... I went up to the room he was in and he said he needed alone time... When I went back and unlocked the door, he wasn't there," Derek said, looking down.

The Sheriff was about to yell at Derek again, when he took a deep breath, "find Stiles now, murder you later."

"If something happens to him, sir... I give you full permission to kill me..." Derek said, looking into the Sheriff's eyes with the most serious face he has ever made.

The Sheriff just nodded slowly, then quickly went to grab the keys to his police car, "coming with me or driving yourself?"

"I'll drive myself, we will cover more ground that way," Derek said, quickly standing up.

"Alright," the Sheriff said, grabbing a radio from the counter, "channel one, we'll keep each other updated."

Derek nodded, grabbing it and they both ran out to their cars, pulling out and going different ways.

In the car, Derek felt like crying. He let Stiles go out on his own and now he doesn't know where he would be... "Check Scout's house," he said into the radio.

"Copy that," The sheriff said. Derek threw the radio on the passenger seat, which made him realize that Stiles' red hoodie was no longer there. He grabbed the radio and spoke in it.

"He has his red hoodie on, it's not in my car anymore."

"He's a smart kid, it's getting chilly."

"Isn't that right," Derek said, sighing. That's when he got an idea. He sped up and soon arrived at his house. He quickly got out and smelled the air, seeing if he could catch Stiles' scent. He caught it and started following, actually liking his wolf scenes for once.

He followed Stiles' scent until he came to weird tracks on the ground, they looked like a body. Beside the body mark, there were footprints, that lead to car marks. "What happened here..."

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"C-can I go home..." Stiles asked, looking at Jackson.

Jackson smirked, "do you really think I'll allow you to leave? You just got here."

"Please Jackson... I won't tell anyone what you did... Just let me go..." Stiles begged. Jackson just smirked. "Please..."

Jackson sighed, "I love it when you beg. Do it some more."

~~~Hey guys! So I'm sorry if this chapter kind of sucked at the end, but I didn't know how to end this chapter and I didn't want to... I'll just make you wait and see what I wanna do ;) Bye!