[ jesus. he said he wouldn't judge tate, and he's not, but this is - scary? tate was in danger, being lured to a new death by the fucking siren song of a girlfriend who probably wasn't even real, and derek... didn't know it was happening. tate could have died and derek wouldn't have known until he came back. that's-- once again shining a light on the futility of their contract.
derek needs some time to answer this, but that's time he doesn't have, so he second guesses everything he writes as he sends each text off. ]
He can't blame you for what this place did to you. You were probably under a trance, or... something. They probably showed you Violet with the specific intent of fucking up your resistance. She wouldn't have been real. The real Violet would never want to hurt you. He can't be mad at you for... being pulled under by something specifically designed to pull you under. He's smarter than that. Better. So...
A little distance is probably all you needed. Hanging out with him in the woods will be enough to patch you guys up.
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derek needs some time to answer this, but that's time he doesn't have, so he second guesses everything he writes as he sends each text off. ]
He can't blame you for what this place did to you.
You were probably under a trance, or... something. They probably showed you Violet with the specific intent of fucking up your resistance.
She wouldn't have been real. The real Violet would never want to hurt you.
He can't be mad at you for... being pulled under by something specifically designed to pull you under. He's smarter than that. Better. So...
A little distance is probably all you needed.
Hanging out with him in the woods will be enough to patch you guys up.