Tittle: Enough

Pairing: Sterek

Warning: Not sure yet. But my hope is to make it really dark. The characters might be OOC.

Rating: K+ just to be safe and for now.

Summary: Derek rejects Stiles' help. Stiles takes it to heart and decides he's had enough of Derek, so he leaves the pack. Derek finds himself stunned as he watches Stiles drift away. He realizes how much Stiles means to him but it might be too late. Suddenly he finds himself fighting for something he didn't know he wanted. While doing so he starts to lose the little control he has and might end up hurting Stiles more than anything else.

A/N: Just trying my hand at Sterek. My newest obsession. Seriously, I've never seen a couple with so much potential lol Reviews and constructive criticism really appreciated :D Also, this is my first chaptered fic and the chapters are really short. Gimme a break here! Also crappy title is crappy but I just couldn't think of anything else.

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Teen Wolf. If I did, Sterek would have happened ten episodes ago XDD

Chapter 1

"You idiot! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Derek shouted into Stiles' face as he pushed the young boy into a tree.

"What the hell?! What's your problem?!"

"What are you doing here? Who told you to come? I don't have time to look after you if they attack. You're more of a problem than you are help. I don't need you here!" Derek again shouted into Stiles' face.

Stiles found himself stunned into silence. Here he was, trying to go out of his way to help the pack out, trying to give Derek some information on the new Alpha pack, only to have Derek assault him and hurl hurtful words at him.

It was obvious Derek had no idea how much his words were hurting Stiles.

The teen had been under the delusion that they had started to form a sort of friendship.

Stiles felt his heart constricting and he felt like tears were threatening to form in his eyes.

But he'd be damned if he let Derek see how much his words hurt him.

So he looked defiantly into Derek's eyes and saw no glimmer of regret or caring or anything.

In that moment Stiles was done. He was done with Derek and his pack.

He'd done nothing but try to help and not once had he received a thank you.

He'd risked his life countless times and not once had Derek or his Betas acknowledged this.

Well fine! He was done. He had no reason to subject himself to this.

The only stake he had in all of this was Scott. But he could still help Scott and not involve himself with Derek or the others. He'd make sure of it.

"Stiles! Stiles! Are you..."

"You know what! Screw you! You don't want my help? Fine! I don't need this. Forget I even came here. You won't hear from me again!"

And Stiles, with surprising ease, pushed Derek away from him and ran for his jeep.

Holding back his tears every step of the way but also building up his courage to really keep his word and never come back.

Derek stood there stunned. He'd been barking at the teen, exasperated at the boy, but the frustration he had felt was not equivalent for what the boy had done.

Which had been nothing. Stiles had only been trying to help.

Derek did not know why he was so affected by the boy's presence. But he just knew that the intensity with which he felt was not normal. And now he felt like a complete jerk.

He could tell the boy had been on the verge of tears but Derek couldn't help it. It's like he had the necessity to slam Stiles to the nearest surface.

So now he stood there, watching as Stiles ran away and all he could do was roll his eyes.

Derek had always known Stiles was a drama queen but he knew the boys was only blowing off steam.

Stiles would never just leave hi...them, would he?

No, no, he'd be barking out orders at the teen in no time.

Derek tried to convince himself, but deep down, something was telling him things would not be the same.

But him being Derek, completely ignored his instincts and just walked back to his house.